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The king, Vajraबाहु, was adorned with a navel that shone like a jewel, a deep voice, a head that was the base of an umbrella, soft feet, and a body like a forest. He was a king who surpassed Indra in splendor. His fame spread throughout the ten directions, carried by his strong arms and other excellent qualities. He rode on the backs of great elephants, and his sword ended the lives of his enemies. The Creator had established his kingdom in one place, without any divisions, like a honeycomb. Vajraबाहु was invincible, his treasury was pure through charity. He had a body like a forest, with feet like lotus flowers, marked by his family, and he had conquered the three worlds. He was like Vajraजंघ, who had worried about his family, who had inspired his clan with dharma, who had fixed his mind on the feet of the Jinas, who was the goddess named Vasundhara, who was a land that rained down love like grain. When he was a young boy, he was born from the womb of Lalitaang, who was suffering from the separation of her beloved in the heaven of the only Lord. She descended from heaven into her womb and was born after nine months. She lamented, "I don't like Manasarovar, oh! Heaven has become dull, without my lord. Vajraजंघ has given birth to Lalitaang in the form of a son, who is like Kamadeva in human form. I am captivated by his curly hair and straight body. Oh, Kalpavriksha! Why do you bloom? The pain of my husband's death pierces me. Oh, Tumburu! Your singing is enough, I don't like anything without my beloved."