Nice and superb update....Update 138
Abhi me apne sharir me aayi is asimit urja aur panchguni shakti ko mahsoos kar raha tha ki tabhi dheere dheere meri aankhe band hone lagi mujhe aise lag raha tha ki jaise koi mujhe apne taraf khinch raha ho lekin woh mujhe balki meri aatma ko khinch raha tha aur jab mene apni aakhe kholi to me Kisi bahut hi ajib jagah par tha aisi jagah jaha aas pass toh kya door door tak bilkul sannata jamin par ajib sa dhua faila hua tha sar ke uper na koi chat aur na hi koi diwaar aisa lag raha tha jaise me dhue se bhare maidaan me khada hu aur abhi me apne pairon par khada hone ka try kar raha tha ki tabhi mere kano me ek aadmi ki aawaj aane lagi aur jab mene us taraf dekha toh waha pahle se hi god of light maujood the aur unke sath aur bhi 4 aadmi maujood the jinme god of death bhi the
"Toh veer kaisa lag raha hai anant urja astra aur panchguni shakti ko mahsoos karke" God of light ne mere taraf badhte hue
Jab woh mere saamne aaya toh mene use ek saumya muskaan dete hue kaha"Bahut achha mahsoos kar raha hu waise aapne mujhe yaha aise achanak kyu bulaya
"Bas ye dekhne ke liye ki kahi tum taakato ke sath aane wali jimmedariyo se parichit karane aaye hai" God of death ne apne jagah par khade rahte hue hi mere sawal ka jawab diya
"Kya matlab hai aapka" mene pucha
God of death ne shanti se jawab diya"Dheeraj rakho jald hi sab samajh jaoge sabse pahle tumhe kuch jaroori baate jaanna jaroori hai " achanak gambhir hote hue"jinme tumhari pichli yaade bhi maujood hai"
Jiske baad gos of death ne mujhe ek ek karke sari baate batana shuru kar diya (refer update 100) jise me pahle toh dhyan aur gambhirta se sun raha tha lekin jaise jaise mujhe shaitaan ki yojna aur uske dwara kiye gaye sare dushkarmon ka jaankar mere dimag me achanak se atyant pida janam lene lagi mere andar ki panchguni shaktiyon me achanak tufaan uthne laga khaaskar krodh ke gun yane agni shakti me mera sharir halka halka lal padne laga pasina lava me badalne laga aur jald hi mera sharir aag ki lapton me badal gaya
"SHAITAAN KO MAAR DALO USKE ASTITVA KO MITA DALO" Puri kahani sunne ke baad aakhiri shabd jo mere dimaag me aa rahe the
Abhi me is bhayanak agni aur krodh ke tufan me julas raha tha ki tabhi achanak se mere andar ki aag shant hone lagi ya ise aise bhi samajh sakte hai ki mere andar ka jal tatva ne turant hi Agni tatva ke saath balance ban taha tha aur jab mene shant hua toh mene dekha ki god of death ke piche khade 3no aadmiyon me se 1 aadmi apna hath mere taraf kiye khada tha jismese ek ajib safed roshni nikal rahi thi aur sabse ajib baat us Roshani se bhi mujhe waise hi bhav mil rahe the jaise abhi mujhe mere andar mahsoos ho rahe the bilkul santulit
"Aao me tumahari mulakat karvata hoo " god of death ne mujhe us aadmi ke taraf ghoorte hue pakar kaha "ye hai god of balance Dharma" usi ajib Roshani wale Aadmi ka parichay karate hue kaha "aur uske daye taraf hai god of discipline Kaelus hai aur bayi taraf he god of love" baki dono ka parichay karane ke baad god of death ek gahan soch me dub gaye aur jab unhone apni aakhe kholi toh unke aankhon me chinta aur dar ka bhav saaf dekha ja sakta tha
"Kya baat hai mrutyu aap itne bhaybhit aur chintit kyun ho" god of balance ne uske pass aate hue pucha
"SHAITAAN anant sadhna ka istemal kar raha hai aur usne sapt papon ko jagrit karte hi ek bridge banane bhej diya jo saaton lokon ko jodega" ye sab kahte hue god of death ke chehre par chinta badhti ja rahi thi lekin phir bhi unhone khudko kabu karte hue kaha "aur anant sadhna ke kaaran usne jo kaam 1 varsh me hone wala tha use samay se pahle pura kar liya hai aur woh kisi bhi kshan dharti lok se apne manjil samadhi lok ke liye nikal sakta hai"
"Thik hai phir use hum raste me hi khatam kar denge" mene utsukta aur josh se kaha
"Nahi woh akela nahi hai saton paap aur raj uske saath hai use maarne se pahle hume unse nipatna hoga pahle humari yojna thi ki tum saton paap ko apne hathon se maro take tum unki shakti apne andar sama pao lekin qb durbhagya se humare pass utna samay nahi hai" god of discipline ne sachhai se avgat karvate hue kaha
"Thik hai phir is yuddh me hum bhi utrenge devta aur shaitanon oe bich ab ek antim yuddh ka samay aa gaya hai hum sabhi jald se jald papon ka nash karenge aur viraj tum jaoge dharti lok shaitaan aur raj se nipatne" god of balance ne yojna me aaye badlaw ko samjhte hue kaha
"Thik hai" sabne ek saath sahamti jatayi
"Viraj is yuddh me tumhe divya aur shaitani dono shaktiyon me santulan ki jarurat hai aur isiliye ab samay aa gaya hai jab tum woh santulan prapt karo" god of balance ne mere sharir me ek naye urja ko pravahit karte hue mujhe jaankari di
Jaise jaise shaitaani shaktiyon ki jankari mere dimag me aayi waise hi badalon ke bich se ek chain blade mere hath me aa gayi jo shaitaani shaktiyon ka pratik tha jaise anant urja astra achayi ka pratik tha aur apni nayi shaktiyon ko mahsoos karte hi me apne lakshya ke taraf badh gaya aur mere baad sare devta bhi ek ek karke apne lakshya ke taraf badh Gaye.
(Abhi aage ke saare fights parallel honge sare ek hi samay par alag alag jagahon par mukabla karenge ab dekhna hai ki kiske bhagya me kon aata hai
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4 tatvo ke sath to mil gaya par kia Akash ke chanchal pan ko apne sath Mila payega Rudra. Bohat khoobsurat varn kia hai abhi tak elements ka aur kaisay panch tatvo ke sath aap talmel bitha saktey ho.
Update 139
Ek grah tha jahan kabhi prakash tha, jeevan tha, sapne the. Ab bas ashesh bacha tha. Dharti jali hui, aakash soona, aur hawa mein sirf ek yaad samay ke paap ki. Wahi pe utara **Ujjwal**, god of light, jiska roop na andhkar mein chhup sakta tha, na jhooth mein lapeta ja sakta tha. Uski aatma mein satya tha, uske kadam mein aasha. Uska aana hi shuruat thi ek ant ki.
Lekin usse rokne aayi **Irshya**, ek jalta hua rog, ek chhipta hua zeher. Na uska roop tha, na seema. Har shabd mein jalan, har spandan mein ashaanti. Irshya paap nahi tha, wo har wo dard tha jo doosre ke sukh se paida hota hai. Uski aankhon mein kabhi ujjwal ki chhavi thi, lekin ab un aankhon mein sirf vinasht bhavna thi “Mujhe jo nahi mila, main kisi ko bhi nahi milne dungi.”
Irshya ne dharti ko jakkar liya. Ashesh mitti mein hara vish fail gaya. Uske haathon mein tha *Tama-Kaansh*, ek andhkaar ka astra jo roshni ko kha jaata tha. Usne pehla vaar kiya *Samaan-Vikranti*, ek aghor mantra jo har roshan cheez ko jhoothi pratibimb mein badal deta tha. Ujjwal ke saath chhedchaad shuru ho gayi. Uske chehre mein Irshya usi ka nakli roop ghusaane laga ek roop jo dikhata tha uski khudgarzi, uska ghamand, uski chhupi durbaltaayein.
Ujjwal ne aankhen band ki. Usne apne hriday se ek jwala uthai *Tej-Kiran*, ek shuddh prakash jo roop nahi, aatma tak pahuchta tha. Jaise hi wo kiran vistrit hui, Irshya ke dhokhe jale. Grah par chhayi kali roshni chhilne lagi.
Irshya cheekhi “Tera prakash sab kuch kyon chhoo sakta hai? Mujhe kyon nahi mila tera samaan maan? Main bhi kabhi ujala thi... lekin tujhe sab mil gaya, aur mujhe sirf andhera.”
Prakash ka devta nahi hila. Usne Irshya ke aankhon mein dekha, aur us roshni mein Irshya ko uska purana roop dikha ek devi, ek chamak, ek aradhna, jo samay ke sath doosron se tulna karte karte apne astitva se gir gayi thi.
Irshya aur bhadki. Usne *Jalan-Dhavani* chhoda ek aisi dhwani jo roshni ke vibhaag ko todti thi. Pura grah kampne laga. Ujjwal ka roop chhota hone laga, uske aage andhera badhne laga.
Lekin Ujjwal ne apni asli shakti jagayi *Satyotkarsh*. Ek jwala jisme daya thi, bal tha, aur tyag tha. Usne apne haathon se *Prakash-Setu* banaya, jo nafrat ke saagar ko paar karta tha. Irshya ne us setu ko todne ki koshish ki, lekin wo setu jalan se nahi bana tha wo satya se bana tha.
Ujjwal ne Irshya ke kareeb jaakar us par *Vimukti-Tej* barsaya. Na talwar thi, na agni. Sirf ek roshni thi jo aatma ke andar tak jaati thi. Irshya cheekhi, lekin nafrat nahi, dard se. Us roshni mein usne apna asli roop dekha ek tapasvini devi jo galat disha mein chali gayi thi.
Lekin usne haar nahi maani. Usne antim vaar kiya *Aatma-Bhranti*, jisme usne khud ko Ujjwal mein badal diya. Har disha mein do prakash roop ladh rahe the ek sachcha, ek jhootha. Grah ka aabhaas hi tootta. Surya chhil gaya, aakash fut gaya. Lekin Ujjwal ne aankhon mein aansoon ke saath ek mantra kaha “Jhooth kabhi sach ko chhoo nahi sakta, chahe wo uska saaya kyun na ban jaaye.”
Aur phir, ek antim tej *Swa-Roopaagni*. Ujjwal ne apna prakash is kadar failaya ki poora grah ek aag ban gaya. Us mein sirf sach zinda raha. Irshya jali, aur jali dard ke saath, yaadon ke saath, chah ke saath. Uska roop chhil gaya, aur ant mein sirf ek raakh bachi.
Irshya ke marte hi ujjwal ne aage badhkar grah ko check kiya jisse use ye pata chal gaya ki shaitan pahle hi apne yoina ke aur agarasar ho chuka hai jo jaanne ke baad woh turant apne sathiyon ke pass nikal pada isbaat ki suchna dene
Toh wahi dusri taraf Shunya-Grah. Ek mrityu se bhara hua grah jahan koi gati nahi thi, koi awaaz nahi thi. Bas viran dhool, sookhe pahad aur ek thehraav jaise samay khud ruk gaya ho. Yahi tha Sloth ka rajya. Aalas ka devta. Uski saans bhi dheemi thi, lekin uski taqat... aalas mein chhupi sabse khatarnak maut thi.
Wahi aaya **Mrityu-Dev**, the God of Death. Kaala chola, aankhon mein andhkaar ka saagar, haathon mein *Antya-Kal*, ek khaali darpan jisme jeevan dikhai deta aur phir mitt jaata.
Uski aagman se grah mein ek lehar chali, lekin Sloth ne hilne ki bhi takleef nahi ki.
Sloth zameen par phela tha, jaise koi sadiyon se so raha ho. Uski aankhon mein sukoon nahi, thakaan thi. Bina ladai ke haar jaane ka comfort. Har saans mein chhupa tha ek mantra "Kya fayda?"
"Uth," Mrityu-Dev ki aawaaz pathar bhi chhaani deti, "Tere jeevit hone ka waqt khatam ho gaya."
Sloth ne muskurate hue aankh kholi. "Ladkar kya milega? Main to rukne ka devta hoon. Tu rok nahi sakta, kyunki main gati ke virodh mein hoon."
Mrityu-Dev aage badha. Har kadam se mitti udi, grah ka bhav badalne laga. Lekin Sloth ne apni shakti jagayi *Thaharav-Kshetra*. Ek gola, ek kshetra jisme sab kuch dheema ho jata hai. Hawayein, soch, har ek cell.
Mrityu-Dev ke kadam bhari hone lage. Har soch, har nischay, jaise kachhue ki raftaar le chuki ho. Uska darpan bhi dhundhla gaya.
Sloth ne haath uthaya ek simple haath jisme kuch na tha, lekin usme *Tyag ki Maya* thi. Ek shakti jo jeevan ka rasta rokti thi. Usne kaha, "Aaj tu bhi thak jaayega, Mrityu. Maut bhi kabhi rukti hai."
Lekin Mrityu sirf ruka nahi, usne aankhen bandh ki. Uske andar ka *Kaal* jaag gaya. Har maut ka yaad jang ka, rog ka, dukh ka, tyag ka. Usne woh sab apne andar jagaya.
“Main rukta nahi. Main samapt karta hoon.”
Usne apna darpan uthaya *Antya-Kal*. Ab woh sirf shabd nahi, ek ghoomti maaya ban gaya. Jahan woh dekhta, jeevan apne antim mod par pahuchta.
Sloth ne *Shithilta-Vaayu* ka prahar kiya ek saans jisme gati mukt ho jaati hai. Mrityu ke aas-paas sab kuch ruk gaya. Ghadiyan, dhadkanein, shadow tak.
Par Mrityu ne us rog ko apna banaya. Usne apne andar ushi vaayu ko kheech liya. Maut mein sukoon mila Sloth ko galatfehmi thi. Mrityu mein shakti thi tyag se bhi aage.
Ek ghoomta hua chakra bana Mrityu ke haath mein *Moksha-Chakra*. Usne us chakra ko zameen mein ghuma diya. Dharti phat gayi. Sloth ke neeche se zameen doobne lagi.
“Tu rog nahi, symptoms hai. Aalas ka antim ilaaj main hoon.”
Sloth ab uth chuka tha. Uska shav roop ab sakriya tha. Aankhon mein andhkaar ka dard. Usne antim vaar kiya *Vimukti-Pash*. Ek loop jahan koi kuch nahi karta, bas rota hai aur rukta hai.
Mrityu ne us pash ko todo diya. Usne darpan Sloth ke saamne laaya. Usme Sloth ne apna antim roop dekha ek khaali, vikal, vyarth devta. Aur us roop ko dekhte hi Sloth ka roop jhurna laga. Jaise dhool ka putla hawa mein bikhar raha ho.
Aakhri shabd Sloth ke, “Mujhe sona tha…”
Mrityu ne jawab diya, “Aur main tere sapno ka antim mod hoon.”
Sloth vilin ho gaya. Grah ka thehraav tod gaya. Mrityu ne kadam modha, aur ant ki taraf badh gaya aur jab woh aage badhkar grah ki jaanch karne wala tha ki tabhi waha god of love aa gaya jisne use sabse pahle apne jit khush khabar di aur saath me hi shaitaan ke aage nikal jane ke baare me bhi bataya jiske baad woh dono turant apne sathiyon ke madad karne ke liye nikal pade
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Aaj ke liye itna hi
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Ek grah tha jahan kabhi prakash tha, jeevan tha, sapne the. Ab bas ashesh bacha tha. Dharti jali hui, aakash soona, aur hawa mein sirf ek yaad samay ke paap ki. Wahi pe utara **Ujjwal**, god of light, jiska roop na andhkar mein chhup sakta tha, na jhooth mein lapeta ja sakta tha. Uski aatma mein satya tha, uske kadam mein aasha. Uska aana hi shuruat thi ek ant ki.
Lekin usse rokne aayi **Irshya**, ek jalta hua rog, ek chhipta hua zeher. Na uska roop tha, na seema. Har shabd mein jalan, har spandan mein ashaanti. Irshya paap nahi tha, wo har wo dard tha jo doosre ke sukh se paida hota hai. Uski aankhon mein kabhi ujjwal ki chhavi thi, lekin ab un aankhon mein sirf vinasht bhavna thi “Mujhe jo nahi mila, main kisi ko bhi nahi milne dungi.”
Irshya ne dharti ko jakkar liya. Ashesh mitti mein hara vish fail gaya. Uske haathon mein tha *Tama-Kaansh*, ek andhkaar ka astra jo roshni ko kha jaata tha. Usne pehla vaar kiya *Samaan-Vikranti*, ek aghor mantra jo har roshan cheez ko jhoothi pratibimb mein badal deta tha. Ujjwal ke saath chhedchaad shuru ho gayi. Uske chehre mein Irshya usi ka nakli roop ghusaane laga ek roop jo dikhata tha uski khudgarzi, uska ghamand, uski chhupi durbaltaayein.
Ujjwal ne aankhen band ki. Usne apne hriday se ek jwala uthai *Tej-Kiran*, ek shuddh prakash jo roop nahi, aatma tak pahuchta tha. Jaise hi wo kiran vistrit hui, Irshya ke dhokhe jale. Grah par chhayi kali roshni chhilne lagi.
Irshya cheekhi “Tera prakash sab kuch kyon chhoo sakta hai? Mujhe kyon nahi mila tera samaan maan? Main bhi kabhi ujala thi... lekin tujhe sab mil gaya, aur mujhe sirf andhera.”
Prakash ka devta nahi hila. Usne Irshya ke aankhon mein dekha, aur us roshni mein Irshya ko uska purana roop dikha ek devi, ek chamak, ek aradhna, jo samay ke sath doosron se tulna karte karte apne astitva se gir gayi thi.
Irshya aur bhadki. Usne *Jalan-Dhavani* chhoda ek aisi dhwani jo roshni ke vibhaag ko todti thi. Pura grah kampne laga. Ujjwal ka roop chhota hone laga, uske aage andhera badhne laga.
Lekin Ujjwal ne apni asli shakti jagayi *Satyotkarsh*. Ek jwala jisme daya thi, bal tha, aur tyag tha. Usne apne haathon se *Prakash-Setu* banaya, jo nafrat ke saagar ko paar karta tha. Irshya ne us setu ko todne ki koshish ki, lekin wo setu jalan se nahi bana tha wo satya se bana tha.
Ujjwal ne Irshya ke kareeb jaakar us par *Vimukti-Tej* barsaya. Na talwar thi, na agni. Sirf ek roshni thi jo aatma ke andar tak jaati thi. Irshya cheekhi, lekin nafrat nahi, dard se. Us roshni mein usne apna asli roop dekha ek tapasvini devi jo galat disha mein chali gayi thi.
Lekin usne haar nahi maani. Usne antim vaar kiya *Aatma-Bhranti*, jisme usne khud ko Ujjwal mein badal diya. Har disha mein do prakash roop ladh rahe the ek sachcha, ek jhootha. Grah ka aabhaas hi tootta. Surya chhil gaya, aakash fut gaya. Lekin Ujjwal ne aankhon mein aansoon ke saath ek mantra kaha “Jhooth kabhi sach ko chhoo nahi sakta, chahe wo uska saaya kyun na ban jaaye.”
Aur phir, ek antim tej *Swa-Roopaagni*. Ujjwal ne apna prakash is kadar failaya ki poora grah ek aag ban gaya. Us mein sirf sach zinda raha. Irshya jali, aur jali dard ke saath, yaadon ke saath, chah ke saath. Uska roop chhil gaya, aur ant mein sirf ek raakh bachi.
Irshya ke marte hi ujjwal ne aage badhkar grah ko check kiya jisse use ye pata chal gaya ki shaitan pahle hi apne yoina ke aur agarasar ho chuka hai jo jaanne ke baad woh turant apne sathiyon ke pass nikal pada isbaat ki suchna dene
Toh wahi dusri taraf Shunya-Grah. Ek mrityu se bhara hua grah jahan koi gati nahi thi, koi awaaz nahi thi. Bas viran dhool, sookhe pahad aur ek thehraav jaise samay khud ruk gaya ho. Yahi tha Sloth ka rajya. Aalas ka devta. Uski saans bhi dheemi thi, lekin uski taqat... aalas mein chhupi sabse khatarnak maut thi.
Wahi aaya **Mrityu-Dev**, the God of Death. Kaala chola, aankhon mein andhkaar ka saagar, haathon mein *Antya-Kal*, ek khaali darpan jisme jeevan dikhai deta aur phir mitt jaata.
Uski aagman se grah mein ek lehar chali, lekin Sloth ne hilne ki bhi takleef nahi ki.
Sloth zameen par phela tha, jaise koi sadiyon se so raha ho. Uski aankhon mein sukoon nahi, thakaan thi. Bina ladai ke haar jaane ka comfort. Har saans mein chhupa tha ek mantra "Kya fayda?"
"Uth," Mrityu-Dev ki aawaaz pathar bhi chhaani deti, "Tere jeevit hone ka waqt khatam ho gaya."
Sloth ne muskurate hue aankh kholi. "Ladkar kya milega? Main to rukne ka devta hoon. Tu rok nahi sakta, kyunki main gati ke virodh mein hoon."
Mrityu-Dev aage badha. Har kadam se mitti udi, grah ka bhav badalne laga. Lekin Sloth ne apni shakti jagayi *Thaharav-Kshetra*. Ek gola, ek kshetra jisme sab kuch dheema ho jata hai. Hawayein, soch, har ek cell.
Mrityu-Dev ke kadam bhari hone lage. Har soch, har nischay, jaise kachhue ki raftaar le chuki ho. Uska darpan bhi dhundhla gaya.
Sloth ne haath uthaya ek simple haath jisme kuch na tha, lekin usme *Tyag ki Maya* thi. Ek shakti jo jeevan ka rasta rokti thi. Usne kaha, "Aaj tu bhi thak jaayega, Mrityu. Maut bhi kabhi rukti hai."
Lekin Mrityu sirf ruka nahi, usne aankhen bandh ki. Uske andar ka *Kaal* jaag gaya. Har maut ka yaad jang ka, rog ka, dukh ka, tyag ka. Usne woh sab apne andar jagaya.
“Main rukta nahi. Main samapt karta hoon.”
Usne apna darpan uthaya *Antya-Kal*. Ab woh sirf shabd nahi, ek ghoomti maaya ban gaya. Jahan woh dekhta, jeevan apne antim mod par pahuchta.
Sloth ne *Shithilta-Vaayu* ka prahar kiya ek saans jisme gati mukt ho jaati hai. Mrityu ke aas-paas sab kuch ruk gaya. Ghadiyan, dhadkanein, shadow tak.
Par Mrityu ne us rog ko apna banaya. Usne apne andar ushi vaayu ko kheech liya. Maut mein sukoon mila Sloth ko galatfehmi thi. Mrityu mein shakti thi tyag se bhi aage.
Ek ghoomta hua chakra bana Mrityu ke haath mein *Moksha-Chakra*. Usne us chakra ko zameen mein ghuma diya. Dharti phat gayi. Sloth ke neeche se zameen doobne lagi.
“Tu rog nahi, symptoms hai. Aalas ka antim ilaaj main hoon.”
Sloth ab uth chuka tha. Uska shav roop ab sakriya tha. Aankhon mein andhkaar ka dard. Usne antim vaar kiya *Vimukti-Pash*. Ek loop jahan koi kuch nahi karta, bas rota hai aur rukta hai.
Mrityu ne us pash ko todo diya. Usne darpan Sloth ke saamne laaya. Usme Sloth ne apna antim roop dekha ek khaali, vikal, vyarth devta. Aur us roop ko dekhte hi Sloth ka roop jhurna laga. Jaise dhool ka putla hawa mein bikhar raha ho.
Aakhri shabd Sloth ke, “Mujhe sona tha…”
Mrityu ne jawab diya, “Aur main tere sapno ka antim mod hoon.”
Sloth vilin ho gaya. Grah ka thehraav tod gaya. Mrityu ne kadam modha, aur ant ki taraf badh gaya aur jab woh aage badhkar grah ki jaanch karne wala tha ki tabhi waha god of love aa gaya jisne use sabse pahle apne jit khush khabar di aur saath me hi shaitaan ke aage nikal jane ke baare me bhi bataya jiske baad woh dono turant apne sathiyon ke madad karne ke liye nikal pade
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RAAZ
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Ab tak 3 devta God of Love, Death and God light jeet chukey hai ab dekhna hai baqi ke God kia kartey hai is Antim yudh ke arambh ke padao me. Kaun kaun apni manzil tak safal hota hai sabse bada yudh to Viraj aka veer ko ladna hai. Dekhtay woh kamyab ho pata hai ya is baar bhi shaitan koi naya khel rach kar bach jata hai. Dekhna hoga. Intezar rahega next update ka
Waisay har sence ko badey acche se darshaya hai aapne.