One day, as he rode along a desolate path, he came across a most sorrowful sight.

A Bull, majestic yet frail, stood trembling on a single leg.

Near him, a figure draped in dark robes, with cruel eyes and an aura of corruption, was ready to strike.
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King Parikshit’s gaze softened as he turned to the wounded Bull. “O Bull, why do you suffer so?”

With great effort, the Bull spoke. “O noble king, in Satya Yuga, I stood on four strong legs — Truth, Compassion, Austerity, and Purity.

In Treta Yuga, I lost one, and in Dvapara, another.

Now, in Kaliyuga, I stand on only one, the last remnant of Truth."