Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology

Vijay steeled his heart, ’ Here goes nothing ’

"Ah, Saint, if you don’t mind, could you please add these things when you begin to educate Agni?" Vijay quickly passed over the notebooks he had personally written in his free time.

"These things are very simple and don’t take too much of your time, but only if you want to, of course," Vijay quickly added.

Tukaram curiously flipped through the pages and saw that they contained practical knowledge written in the Bharati script.

Even though his body had gotten weaker, his eyes had not. Given that he was one of the people involved in formulating the Bharatiya language, he did not have any trouble understanding the contents.

Turning to the last page, a smile appeared on Tukaram’s face, which made Vijay’s tightened heart calm down a little.

"You don’t want your son to only know about Vedic knowledge, do you, Rajyapati?"

"Ah, that…" Vijay was stumped for words.

"Haha, you don’t have to hide it from me. From your face and your recent actions, I can see that you don’t quite appreciate our ancient heritage and you despise any ancient knowledge that preaches about class and caste divisions."

Looking at those burning gazes, Vijay’s heart sped up, he felt like he had triggered a landmine.

"Vijay, you have to understand that this class and caste division is what kept our ancient civilization running for multiple millennia and protected it against foreign invaders. Do you think that only the Arabians and Europeans were invaders? n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

No, our civilization fought and survived against countless invaders, and it is largely because of the system we had that even if the invaders came, they could not maintain control for long and eventually lost it. You and I can sit here and say that we do not like these systems, but we have no right to despise our ancestors who worked with the best they had."

"When our civilization was in the Vedic era, all other new and some old civilizations were in a barbaric state. Slaves and masters had become commonplace; ’kill or be killed’ was the order of society.

Although our civilization had some similar practices, At least we treated the lower class people although very poor as humans nonetheless , at least we had a way of attaining a higher status through certain actions. So why don’t you recognize the merit in that?

"Now that you have come to the present and know better, why do you dismiss the knowledge of your ancestors just because you don’t like some of the practices?"

Vijay, listening to Tukaram’s preaching, did not utter a word and silently listened to the Teachings .

Looking at Vijay’s face, Tukaram let out a sigh. "The various ritualistic practices, class differences, and caste differences are something even I am against. I am very thankful to you for curbing these things from society. But Vijay, this only means that the current era does not require these things, and not that these things have no more use.

Always remember vijay, that there is a cycle of order, so when the cycle comes around and these things are necessary again, don’t make it so that our descendants have forgotten them and adapted some evil practices to fill the void."

Vijay’s eyes were immediately opened as he suddenly realized that although the class system and caste system were definitely useless in the current era, he thought of a scenario where these things might become useful again.

Hearing the last part, he also remembered the United States of America of the 21st century, where Christianity had become out of fashion and the younger generation adopted some new-age religions that went completely against the conservative Orthodox citizens of society.

Thinking about the probable use of the caste system again, Vijay could only think of the ’Space Age.’ If the distance between settlements increases to an exaggerated extent and communication is through space shuttle transportation, then would not the order of civilization revert to the Middle Ages, where the power of the emperor would be split among the nobles, forming further class divisions?

This scenario, which is the natural progression of the world, immediately made Vijay realize that there is nothing wrong with the system itself; It’s just that the system has simply become incompatible with societal changes.

So what he should do is not eliminate the old system but preserve it and extract a system more compatible with the current societal changes.

For example, when a time comes when caste systems are necessary once again, it could be arranged so that everyone is born casteless, and a caste would be obtained once the person takes up a profession.

Vijay’s eyes brightened as he found a way to conceptualize the changes in society with respect to its views on faith, divinity, spirituality, and their associated practices.

Although what he is currently doing with the Bharati language and further civilizational development is changing the societal structure to fit the current world order, he is also destroying some of the old practices that have upheld the Bharatiya civilization for multiple millennia. After listening to the guidance of Saint Tukaram, he now has further clarity.

He knows what to do with the old system and has a vague framework to model the spiritual beliefs of the civilization with societal changes. This would ensure constant guidance for the youth of the civilization throughout the ages as they transform between multiple cycles.

"Maybe if this happens, the new religions of LGBTQ, victimhood, superior womanhood, or wokism will not be created in Bharatiya society. The belief system will always change according to the societal structure, so the youth will never feel that their beliefs are outdated."

Looking at the look of realization on Vijay’s face, Tukaram knew that he had said everything he wanted to say. He got up and left.

Vijay walked Tukaram to his carriage and personally closed the carriage door.

Just as the carriage was about to move, Tukaram turned toward Vijay with a kind smile. "The things you have written for Agni are very suitable for the current era, so don’t worry. I will not ignore the practical knowledge for little Agni."

Looking at the departing carriage, Vijay couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

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"Hahaha"

Moving back to the palace, Vijay couldn’t help but laugh out loud after seeing the face of Kavya.

Kavya was confused as to why her husband was laughing at her. She felt angry. "What is it? Why are you laughing like an idiot?"

"Haha, have you seen your face?"

Kavya was immediately stunned. She ran over to a mirror and looked at her face. Seeing the ink marks on her face, she couldn’t help but blush in shame.

"Ahhh hahaha!" Seeing the panic-stricken look on his wife’s face, Vijay couldn’t help but laugh out loud once more.

"Giggle"

Feeling the joyous atmosphere around his father, Agni couldn’t help but giggle too.

Kavya came back with an angry expression on her face. "Why didn’t you tell me earlier? You like to see me embarrassed, don’t you?"

Looking at that furious face, Vijay wanted to say, "I only saw your face now," but seeing that she did not want to be reasoned with, Vijay immediately used his 5 star skill of diverting attention. "Kavya, why are there ink marks on your face? Have you started to paint a new drawing, or have you started to write a new book?"

"Oh, you ask this? Let me tell you,"

Vijay gave himself a mental high-five for successfully using his five-star difficulty skill of wife attention diversion.

Kavya did not notice the smug expression on Vijay’s face as she was lost in her own world. "I’ve started a new book that’s all about two brothers fighting for the throne. The older brother betrays the younger one, backstabs him, kills his mother, and forcefully rises to the throne by himself. The story then follows the younger brother’s descendants, who are fortunately saved.

They grow up to eventually discover their origin, get their revenge, and provide salvation for the people of the kingdom."

"Vijay, let me tell you, I have a very good feeling about this novel, and I have a lot of inspiration for this work, so I decided to write the story in three volumes, dividing the entire thing into a trilogy. What do you think?" Kavya’s face was blossoming with anticipation and eagerness; her eyes were radiating an intense brightness the likes of which Vijay had never seen.

Vijay stood there dumbfounded, not understanding whether the things happening in front of him were reality or his imagination.

*Gulp*

There was hesitation and even nervousness in his face. "By any chance, is the kingdom Mahishmati? Is the protagonist’s name Amarendra Baahubali and his brother’s name Bhallaladeva? Is the heir’s name Mahendra Baahubali or Shiva?"

Kavya’s eyes immediately widened. "How do you know? Did you see my drafts? Then why did you ask me the question in the first place?"

Vijay confirmed his suspicion, feeling a complex mix of emotions in his heart. Baahubali was a movie in his previous life that started the unification of Indian cinema. Given that it was quite pro-Bharatiya, it was also the movie that started the revitalization of Bharatiya culture on the world stage.

Now Kavya was on a journey to start globalizing Bharatiya culture on the world stage five centuries in advance, and the work she chose was quite coincidental—maybe it was fate or the God’s wish. He was both excited and worried about Kavya’s work.

In the past timeline, due to colonization, the people of Bharat neither had the time nor the conditions to produce artistic works that highlighted the civilizational values of Bharatiya civilization. For many centuries, Bharat was unable to produce any artistic works that continued the old civilizational values.

Meanwhile, Western civilization flourished in artistic works throughout the 18th, 19th, and 20th centuries, up until the beginning of the 21st century.

Notable works included sensational novels like *Candide*, *Pamela*, and *Virtue Rewarded* in the 18th century; *Pride and Prejudice*, *Moby-Dick*, and *Crime and Punishment* in the 19th century; and *Ulysses*, *One Hundred Years of Solitude*, *Dune*, *Lord of the Rings*, and *To Kill a Mockingbird* in the 20th century.

Up until the early 21st century, with works like *The Road*, *Atonement*, *The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao*, *Life of Pi*, and *The Goldfinch*, the artistic novel works of the Bharatiya civilization had always lagged behind their Western counterparts, even when Vijay was reborn.

Vijay hoped that Kavya would bring early Renaissance artistic works of India into this timeline, which in turn, could lead to a surge of novelists, painters, musicians, singers, and other artists emerging in the empire, filling the new artistic void of the Bharatiya Empire.

All these thoughts were but a momentary pause. "I did see the draft, but I did not know that it was a novel. So, Kavya, do you have a name in mind for the novel?"

"I do, the trilogy is called *The Epic of Baahubali*. The first volume is called *Baahubali: The Rise of Shiva*," Kavya’s face was filled with anticipation.

Vijay touched her head with a serious expression on his face. "Write it well. It does not matter if you take your time, Also if you need help you can contact the professors at the universities."

Kavya was surprised by the seriousness on Vijay’s face. She did not understand how Vijay could take her novel so seriously, but having developed a character that heavily relied on Vijay, she simply nodded, her face displaying a determined expression.

Agni, seeing his mother’s expression, imitated it with his little lips pursed and his fists clenched, bringing them in front of his face as if preparing for battle.

"HAHAHAH!" Vijay, remembering a meme from his past life that looked very similar to Agni’s current expression, couldn’t help but burst out laughing. His serious expression soon dissipated, and Kavya’s awkward laughter followed as her face turned red once again.