Ch.276Let’s Split India (3)

    “This is better than when it was a British colony.”

    Some British people are making sounds of disgust at how chaotic the situation has become.

    “Well, conditionally speaking, yes.”

    If the British military had properly handed everything over to Gandhi in an integrated form rather than causing all this division, things would have been different.

    Anyway, the situation has become quite strange.

    What we need to do is win the hearts of the Indian people through aid and supplies for peace, and comfort those who have been hurt in the war.

    “Many areas have become lawless zones with blood flowing everywhere. Even soldiers from the Indian Provisional Government’s army are deserting in increasing numbers. There’s even talk of Kali,” General Georgy Zhukov, the Russian commander of the peacekeeping force, said with an incredulous tone.

    Who would have thought Gandhi’s death would lead to this?

    If he hadn’t died, he would have somehow persisted.

    “Kali?”

    “Yes. Among Indians who don’t align with either side, some are saying this is truly the age of Kali.”

    “That means the end times, doesn’t it?”

    The Kali Yuga, as it’s called, is an age of war, destruction, and chaos—the end times.

    Yes, from India’s perspective, that’s what it would feel like.

    Especially now, when India is caught in a cycle of washing blood with blood.

    They’re reenacting the Chinese Civil War without even wanting to.

    We definitely need to resolve the situation in India.

    “Has the Indian Provisional Government taken any notable actions yet?”

    “No. With us stepping in, they seem to be in a situation where they can’t move in any direction.”

    “Oh dear. Didn’t they anticipate this?”

    After causing such chaos, they should have expected Western intervention.

    They’re probably in a daze right now.

    With Gandhi dead too, nothing is working out for them.

    No matter how hard they try to regain their senses, it’s difficult when there’s chaos everywhere.

    “Some of Gandhi’s supporters are calling Your Majesty an avatar of the goddess Kali.”

    “Hmph. Anyone who hears that would think I enjoy killing people.”

    I hate killing people more than anything.

    It’s not like I have 11 heads and 10 legs.

    How does my appearance resemble that of a goddess of destruction?

    “However, because of that, there are groups who worship you.”

    “Worship?”

    “There’s also talk of the Kali of Kali Yuga. They say Your Majesty has descended to bring the Kali Yuga to its conclusion.”

    When life is difficult, people tend to believe nonsense.

    Ah, mythology isn’t nonsense, but when I become the subject of it, it certainly feels like nonsense to me.

    “Should I make a skirt out of human wrists and appear before people with 11 clay heads similar to mine?”

    This is absurd.

    Why am I being treated this way in India of all places?

    I don’t have blue-black skin, a long protruding tongue, and I certainly have no intention of decorating my neck with a necklace of skulls like in a catacomb.

    “Your Majesty doesn’t age, which they say symbolizes Kali’s immortality. And since Your Majesty has intervened in every war that has occurred, they say you govern human lives. We particularly sympathize with the part about being responsible for world order.”

    No, don’t sympathize! Please.

    I seriously want to age right now—no, that’s not right either.

    Maintaining this appearance is actually something to be grateful for. But as far as I know, Kali is truly a terrifying deity.

    “But why worship me?”

    “Well, they’re worshipping you as the avatar of such a goddess, aren’t they?”

    I suppose there are people who follow Hitler from the original timeline, so it’s possible.

    So I’m some kind of villain, but I’m treated this way because I’m an avatar of a deity?

    Hmm, I still don’t understand even though I should.

    “There’s also talk that you’re an avatar of Shiva, come to end the Kali Yuga. Since you arrived with the peacekeeping forces.”

    That’s better, I think.

    Calling me Kali or whatever crosses a line. I’m here with an army for peacekeeping to end the Kali Yuga (the age of Indian civil conflict).

    That setting isn’t bad, is it?

    I’ll directly save the Indians who are suffering in pain and groaning.

    In the future, Russia will be able to greatly increase its influence over India.

    Of course, on the surface, it’s just a Third World region that no one cares about, but America will know about it too.

    But they won’t be able to stop it.

    After all, America’s domain extends only to the Pacific.

    But it’s unexpected that India has gone mad enough for such crazy rumors to spread.

    “We don’t need to listen to the words of madmen. But is it really that difficult for such talk to be circulating?”

    “It appears so.”

    People tend to be like this when life is hard. Well, in lawless zones where blood flows, they finally gained independence only to face what seems like the end times.

    Then I should give them what they want. Isn’t that what a selective saint does?

    Unlike me, who peacefully allowed various countries to establish independence, Gandhi tried to achieve everything under a single Indian flag.

    As a saint, I should bring peace to India.

    “Then we’ll do just that. Contact the Indian Provisional Government. Tell them to stop the oppression immediately.”

    Although we’re a peacekeeping force, the peacekeeping force here is an allied force for the world to realize justice, and since I’m the leader of the Russian White Army in the Rome Treaty Organization, I can command them.

    We’ll help with future separation and independence for peacekeeping alongside America.

    The Russian army should target New Delhi in India. It’s the right thing to do, if only to take responsibility for having helped Gandhi.

    Then, we’ll separate Nehru as a pro-British faction, and use Chandra Bose and others for India’s separation and independence.

    Gandhi’s failure was that he proceeded as in the original history at a time when the fervor for divided independence was high. He tried to implement the liberation of untouchables but didn’t fundamentally deny the caste system.

    He claimed to reform, but even if Gandhi himself wanted to, it would have been difficult. I wonder if Gandhi, now dead, is watching how his advocacy for unity is continuing?

    I tapped my finger on the desk, pondering how to resolve this Indian civil conflict.

    It’s outrageous that they compare me to such a damned deity.

    “Hmm, I’ve had an interesting thought.”

    “Yes?”

    “If they treat me as Kali, shouldn’t I go as Kali? What if we say that the army of Avatar Kali is marching on New Delhi?”

    “Oh, that would be interesting.”

    Yes, this much is fine.

    If they treat me as Kali, isn’t it right for me to act as Kali?

    * * *

    Chandra Bose belonged to the Indian Provisional Government.

    After Gandhi’s death, he was revered as a new leader, but Chandra Bose had no way to salvage India, which had become a sea of blood.

    Gandhi’s supporters, who didn’t want to take responsibility for the assassination and forced unification, had dumped it on Chandra Bose.

    “The army of Kali…”

    Chandra Bose laughed hollowly with a lost expression.

    What does this mean?

    Does it mean they could march on New Delhi and really kill everyone?

    This is why Chandra Bose had tried to follow Anastasia’s words whenever possible. But Gandhi had overturned this and somehow advocated for a unified India.

    The attempt might not have been bad, but the opponent was not good.

    Somehow, Gandhi’s dual nature was fully exposed in Europe.

    “Why did you have to go this way?”

    Gandhi’s supporters compared Tsar Anastasia of Russia to the goddess Kali and Asura Kali, and insulted Anastasia by bringing up the Kali Yuga.

    They said she was trying to divide India. And they didn’t hesitate to hurl all kinds of insults, saying that as a foreign emperor, she was trying to abolish the caste system.

    Rather, Tsarina Anastasia took this as justification and said she was sending Kali’s army to New Delhi to prove the Kali Yuga. Does this make any sense?

    The answer was simple.

    “We must surrender.”

    Chandra Bose and Nehru knew about the Rome Treaty Organization better than anyone else.

    Not only because they received support for independence, but because they knew that all of this was a scheme devised by Anastasia and Churchill.

    At least they knew that unification would be difficult considering the transfer of the Indian colony.

    “But what should we do about them?”

    “We must handle it ourselves. We must lead the separatist independence factions and sweep them away. Otherwise, the Russian Tsar will really carry out a massacre here.”

    After all, this Tsar has already erased cities in France and China.

    Is there any guarantee that New Delhi won’t be erased too? When the Tsar designates someone as an enemy, she accepts any sacrifice.

    So before New Delhi was completely erased, they had to find a solution somehow.

    “What about appealing to America?”

    “America also came as part of the peacekeeping force. If we’re talking about role division, they’re all in it together, so what’s the point?”

    In the end, there were two options.

    Either give up on Indian unification, or accept Kali’s army, whether it’s the goddess Kali or Asura Kali, and let New Delhi die in Kali’s Yuga.

    And to go with the former, they needed to capture the Gandhi factions in the current provisional government.

    But that wasn’t easy either. Nehru had originally received an independence proposal from the British side, so he had easier contact with the peacekeeping forces than others.

    In the end, their only choice was to accept the peacekeeping forces and even ask for help.

    “Ah, I have descended upon New Delhi as the avatar of Kali.”

    And so, Kali’s army entered New Delhi.

    * * *

    India was a colony, and having just received the transfer of power from the colonial government, it couldn’t stand against the peacekeeping forces.

    In the end, Nehru and Chandra Bose together accepted our proposal, and we rightfully entered New Delhi for peacekeeping.

    “The ministers of the Indian Provisional Government have revived the caste system more viciously, oppressed other religious people, ethnicities, and the weak who want independence, and tried to forcibly unify them, thus destroying the peace of the Indian subcontinent and causing a bloodbath. We must dissolve the Indian Provisional Government and establish a trusteeship until the peacekeeping forces can form a new government.”

    “Not bad. Dissolve the government and call the leaders of each faction. We need to carry out the independence procedure.”

    Eisenhower, who came as the representative of the permanent member United States, made a plausible proposal.

    “Ah! The monarch of Russia has personally come to save us!”

    “Save? It’s largely my fault for transferring everything to Gandhi. If we had granted independence separately, this wouldn’t have happened. As a former colonial power, I thought we shouldn’t decide how to grant independence as we pleased, so I handed everything over to Gandhi, which was a mistake. Now, let’s make things clear.”

    We officially began dividing India.

    First, the Pakistan part from the original history.

    We restored the Sikh Kingdom, which existed before the East India Company entered, by combining Punjab and Kashmir.

    Although we haven’t directly installed a royal family yet, we planned to make a descendant of the Sikh Kingdom the king.

    Next, with Karachi as its capital, the Dinia Republic was established, extending to the southern coastal region of what would have been Pakistan. Then the Bharat Republic, with present-day New Delhi as its capital, extending to the southern coast below Ahmedabad.

    In north-central India, the Lucknow Union, governed by Anastasia supporters with Lucknow as its capital, extended to the southern coast. Below that were the State of Hyderabad and the Madras Republic. In the Bangladesh region, a republic was established using Magadha as its national name, larger than in the original history, a country of Indo-Aryans from the distant past.

    Perhaps Hitler would extremely like—or feel inferior to—this restored country.

    To the east was Burma.

    Dividing it this way made things a bit complicated, but it’s not bad.

    Above all, the ethnic migrations that occurred during the Indian Provisional Government’s oppression made it convenient to create borders different from the original history.

    Among these, the Bharat Republic, which would be ruled by the Indian Provisional Government, was essentially a republic that maintained all the evil customs of past India. Sadly, the Shudras and Chandalas, who were to be played with by the high-ranking members of the caste system, moved downward and entered the Lucknow Union or the State of Hyderabad.

    Come to think of it, weren’t the high-ranking members of the caste system Aryans?

    They’re playing in their own league.

    Even if they want to maintain the caste system, they won’t be able to because the entertainment for maintaining the class system has disappeared.

    “There, this division is complete. How wonderful this is. No oppression, no need to face each other with red faces.”

    It feels a bit like we’ve torn up the borders in Africa and done the same to India. But since we’ve divided it properly, there won’t be civil wars like in Africa.

    There are some groups who aren’t entirely satisfied with the separation, but most seem content with the borders established with the help of the UN peacekeeping forces.

    Added to this, the conflicts have deepened due to the oppression by the Indian Provisional Government.

    Someone once said that people don’t fight because they’re enemies; rather, they become mortal enemies while fighting, regardless of the cause.

    The Indian Provisional Government failed to embrace everyone, and as a result, everything has been divided like this.

    “But we still lack many things. Because of the Indian Provisional Government’s oppression through force, we couldn’t properly establish a government.”

    “Yes, the peacekeeping forces must help us.”

    “Similar incidents might clearly happen again!”

    The newly independent countries trembled with anxiety, and we had to help them.

    “Don’t worry. The peacekeeping forces will remain until governments are formed to prevent any possible conflicts, and we will transplant the advanced government systems of the Rome Treaty and the United States. Then, each country on the Indian subcontinent will be fully qualified to enter the international community.”

    Among these, Chandra Bose became the first president of the Bharat Republic, which is the largest chunk in terms of territory. And Nehru came to lead the Madras Republic in the south.

    But what’s absurd in this process is…

    In the Magadha Republic, a Greek-French woman named Maximiani Portas, who converted to Hinduism and changed her name to Savitri Devi, became president.

    This woman, who called Hitler an avatar of Vishnu, was essentially from Greece’s Golden Dawn Party—the mother of neo-Nazis, a fascist who also engaged in animal protection activities.

    She had gone to India after being influenced by Aryan supremacy, and somehow she was influenced even in this world where Nazi Germany doesn’t exist.

    Well, even Hitler in the Danube Federation says that the Danube people best preserve the purity of the Aryan race, so maybe she was influenced by that.

    Anyway, now that everything is well divided, the next step is to solidify it.

    The Rome Treaty Organization, which advocated for decolonization, will now support the divided India through the United Nations to help the former colonies become self-sufficient.


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