Nice and superb update.....CHAPTER 3 — PART 7
“Phase-Shift ka Darr… aur Akshat ka Pehla Doobna”
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Raat aasram ke upar bilkul khaamos thi.
Na hawa…
na patton ki khanak…
na koi pakshi ki aawaaz.
Jaise poora Aravali ruk kar dekh raha ho—
aaj Akshat kya banne wala hai.
Khaeryon ek purani stone-platform ke paas khada tha.
Aas-paas hawaa me ek ajeeb sa pressure tha.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath ne aaj kuch zyada hi kathor training rakhi thi.
Kyuki Phase-Shift…
shakti nahi—
par ek khatra hai.
Khaeryon ne dheemi aawaz me kaha,
“Phase-Shift woh shakti hai jisme tum hawa nahi… zameen nahi… kahin bhi nahi hote.
Agar galti hui…
to tum wapas hi nahi aaoge.”
Uski laal aankhen ek second ko Akshat se mili.
“Ek second ki galti = hamesha ke liye khaali-pan me kho jana.”
Akshat ne saans andar kheechi.
“Main darne nahi aaya. Sikhne aaya hoon.”
Khaeryon ke mask ke peeche ek halki si muskan aayi.
“Bas isi liye tum farq ho.”
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Mahaguru Devendra Nath dhyaan mudra me baithe the.
Unke aas-paas ki hawa unki saans ke saath hil rahi thi—
jaise environment unka anushasan maRa ho.
Unhone aankhen kholi.
“Akshat… Phase-Shift tumhare shareer ko nahi, tumhari aatma ko todta hai.
Aaj tumhari hadh test hogi.”
Akshat saamne aakar khada hua.
“Guruji, shuru kijiye.”
Mahaguru ne ek chhoti si rekha mitti par kheechi.
“Is rekha ko paar karne ki koshish nahi karna…
balki is rekha ko ‘mahsus’ karna.”
Akshat hairaan. “Sirf mahsus?”
Devendra Nath ki aawaz bhari ho gayi—
“Phase-Shift me tum dekhe hue, chhuye hue, sune hue sab kho dete ho.
Tum sirf… ‘hote’ ho.”
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Mahaguru ne mantra uchchaara.
Hawa me vibration phail gaya.
Akshat ne aankhen band ki…
aur usi pal…
Duniya halki hone lagi.
Pehle pair…
phir haath…
phir seena…
phir awaaz…
phir heartbeat…
Sab kuch halka…
halka…
halka…
Khaeryon tense ho gaya.
“Guruji… yeh zyada deep ja raha hai!”
Devendra Nath ne haath uthakar use chup karaya.
“Chhodo. Yeh uski kismat ka daur hai.”
Akshat ko laga jaise uske pair zameen me doob rahe ho.
Nahi— zameen nahi.
Waqt me.
Khaali-pan me.
Shunyata me.
Uska ek hissa gayab hone laga.
Phir doosra.
Wo koi form nahi tha.
Bas ek halka sa dhuaan-jaisa astittva.
Khaeryon ek kadam aage badha—
“Yeh wapas nahi aa payega!”
Mahaguru ki aankhen deep ho gayi.
“Wahi to seekh raha hai.”
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Phase-shift ke beech Akshat ko apne saalon ka dard mehsoos nahi hua—
usne apna dard doobte hue dekha.
Bachpan ka torture…
Vedika ka roop…
Aarohi ka nafrat…
Mahima ka thukrana…
Papa ka thappad…
Dadaji ka shraap…
Sab ek-ek kar ke uske saamne
jaise koi sachchai ka paath padha raha ho.
Akshat ne pehli baar…
aawaz ke bina cheekha.
“MUJHE DOOBNA NAHI—
MUJHE NIKALNA HAI!”
Aur is cheekh me koi shabd nahi—
koi saans nahi—
sirf ichchha thi.
Aur Phase-shift ka pehla niyam tha:
“Jiski ichchha sabse gehri hoti hai… wo wapas aata hai.”
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Ek dum se hawa ka daura hua.
Ground ka mitti outer ring me udd gayi.
Khaeryon peeche hil gaya.
“Yeh kya—? Yeh to stable shift nahi thi!”
Akshat ek heavy thud ke saath zameen par gira.
Saans fast.
Heartbeat unstable.
Aankhen laal + neela milkar ek dangerous glow de rahi thi.
Devendra Nath ne geheri awaaz me kaha:
“Akshat… tum wapas aa gaye. Par—
Tumhare andar kuch aur bhi aa gaya.”
Khaeryon shocked.
“Matlab?!”
Guruji:
“Phase realm se ik chhota ‘tear’ tumhare andar chipak gaya hai.”
Akshat ne dhadkan rok kar poocha:
“Ye… kya karega?”
Mahaguru ne jawab diya:
“Tum kabhi-kabhi apne aap hi gayab hone lagoge.
Control ke bina.”
Akshat ka gala sukha.
“…par iska matlab?”
Khaeryon ne aankhon me laal chamak ke saath kaha:
“Iska matlab, hero—
agar tum control nahi seekh paaye…
to tum ek din puri duniya se hi gayab ho jaoge.
Hamesha ke liye.”
Aur hawa ek pal ke liye ruk gayi.
Jaise Aravali ne bhi Akshat ka darr sun liya ho.
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Shakti mil rahi hai…
par saath me ek aisa khatra bhi
jo kisi rajwanshi tak pahunchne se pehle hi
Akshat ko mita dega.
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Aravali ki raat ab pehle jaisi nahi thi.
Kuch pal pehle tak aasman bilkul shaant tha…
par ab hawa me ek ajeeb sa pressure tha—
jaise kisi ne hawa ki naso me bijli bhar di ho.
Akshat stone-ground par baitha tha, saans bhaari, heartbeat wild, aankhen glow-dark-purple jaisi.
Khaeryon uske 10 kadam door khada tha—
weapons ready.
Kyuki Phase-Shift tear koi mazak nahi hota.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath ne apni jap-mala ek taraf rakh di.
Unki aankhen gehrayee me utar chuki thi.
“Akshat,” unhone dheere par dridh swar me kaha,
“tumhaare andar jo ‘tear’ aaya hai…
wo tumhari marzi se nahi chalega.
Wo sirf darr, ghusse aur memory-pain par react karega.”
Akshat ne saans rok kar poocha,
“Matlab main control kho sakta hoon?”
Guruji ki awaaz thodi sardi hui—
“Kabhi bhi.”
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(Teesri shakti ka dark side)
Akshat apne haath dekh raha tha.
Unke kinare phir se transparent ho rahe the—
jaise reality use pakad nahi paa rahi ho.
Khaeryon ne tension me kaha,
“Symptoms aa rahe hain… Guruji, yeh stable nahi hai!”
Devendra Nath ne haath uthaya.
“No. Let it happen.
Agar tum is shakti ka ‘dark side’ nahi samjhoge…
to tum isse kabhi kabhi niyantran nahi kar paoge.”
Akshat ne aankhen band ki—
Aur tabhi…
FLASH.
BLINK.
DISTORTION.
Uska aadha sharir dhundla hogaya.
Aadha real, aadha phase-me.
Khaeryon ek kadam peeche—
“Ye to half-existence ho raha hai!”
Mahaguru ne mantra shuru kiya,
par Akshat ka mind…
kisi aur jagah ja chuka tha.
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Phase-tear ko dard chahiye hota hai.
Aur Akshat ke paas— dard ki kami nahi thi.
Uske dimaag me ek ke baad ek flash:
• Dadaji ka lafz: “Manhoos.”
• Vedika ki hasi: “Tu kuch nahi ban payega.”
• Aarohi ka dhakka: “Side ho ja!”
• Papa ka cold stare:
“Meri izzat kharab mat kar.”
• Mahima ka woh din—
jisme usne sirf isliye chillaaya kyuki Akshat usi route se guzar gaya tha.
Ye sab chhote tukdo me nahi…
ek violent wave ke roop me laut aa raha tha.
Rage.
Shame.
Loneliness.
Dard.
Sab ek saath phat pad gaye.
Akshat ki aankhen purple flame se bhadki.
“AUR KITNA DARD DUNGE TUM LOG…?”
Uski aawaz distorted.
Human + echo + shadow tone.
Khaeryon tension me:
“Guruji, ye control se bahar ho raha hai!”
Mahaguru:
“Bas ek aur level…
abhi mat roko!”
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Hava charon taraf se chilayi.
Ground ke patthar crack.
Akshat ka sharir do layers me baat gaya:
• Ek real Akshat
• Ek purple-transparent phase shadow
Dono overlap…
dono disconnect…
dono dangerous.
“This is Phase-Rage,”
Khaeryon ne mask ke peeche se fufkaar bhari.
“Ye kisi mortal ka stage nahi hota.”
Mahaguru shant the.
“Akshat… apne aap ko suno.”
But Akshat sun nahi raha tha.
Wo sirf phatak raha tha.
“MAIN— GHAYAB— NAHI— HONA— CHAHTA!”
Har word ke saath uska shadow-body glitch kar raha tha.
Wo hawa me 2 second ko vanish…
phir thud se wapas.
Phir 5 second vanish…
phir blast ke saath return.
Ye unstable tha.
Bahut.
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Ek moment aisa aaya…
Jisme Akshat poora ka poora
phase realm me slip ho gaya.
1 second.
2 seconds.
3 seconds.
Khaeryon cheekh pada:
“GURUJI! He’s not coming back!”
Mahaguru ne aankhen band ki,
hath zameen par rakha,
aur ek gajab ki shakti ground me utaari.
Aasman se aarti ki tarah ek dhaar utri—
light + mantra + vibration.
Wo seedha Akshat ke transparent form ke upar pada.
Aur tab…
Ek ZOR ka bhedna jaisa sound— THAAMMM!
Akshat zameen par aa gira.
Behosh.
Saans kamzor.
Heartbeat unstable.
Khaeryon bhaag kar uske paas.
“Ye mar sakta tha…
ye literally EXISTENCE loose kar raha tha!”
Mahaguru ne uske kapaal par haath rakha.
“Phase-Shakti kabhi vardaan nahi hoti…
wo ek aag hai.
Agar Akshat ne ise control kar liya—
to wo unbeatable hoga.
Agar nahi…
to wo duniya me kahin bhi dikhai nahi dega.
Kabhi nahi.”
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Usne aankhen slowly kholi.
Neela glow kamzoor.
Purple glow almost gone.
“Guruji…”
usne dheeme se kaha,
“Mujhe laga… main khatam ho gaya.”
Mahaguru ki awaaz first time thodi soft thi:
“Shaktiyan kabhi tumhe nahi chunti…
tum apne dard se unhe bulaate ho.
Ab tumhe unhe sambhalna hoga…
warna ek din tum akela reh jaoge.”
Akshat ne haath jodkar berkata—
“I will control it.
Main gayab hone nahi doonga apne aap ko.”
Khaeryon uske shoulders pakadkar bola—
“And next time, hero…
agar tum slip hue…
to main tumhe khud ghaseet kar wapas laoonga.”
Akshat halki si muskuraya.
Pehli baar.
Sahi wale dosti ka ehsaas hua.
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Raat abhi bhi Aravali ke upar chipki hui thi—
lekin hawa ka temperature badal chuka tha.
Akshat, Khaeryon, aur Mahaguru Devendra Nath
ek bade stone-platform par khade the.
Aaj ka session simple nahi tha—
aaj Phase-Shakti ko control karna tha.
Phase-Rage ke baad
Akshat ka body abhi bhi thoda unstable tha,
jaise uske atoms thak gaye ho.
Lekin aankhon me ek naya determination tha.
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Mahaguru ne haath me brass ka chakra uthaya—
us par purani Kshatriya-shadow symbols bane the.
“Akshat,”
unhone dheere se kaha,
“aaj se tum gayab kab hona hai,
kitni der hona hai,
aur kaha hona hai…
ye sab tum control karoge.”
Khaeryon ne husky-voice me tease kiya—
“Try not to vanish permanently again.
I really don’t want to pull your shadow-butt back from phase realm twice.”
Akshat ne thoda hasa.
“Promise.”
Mahaguru:
“Shuru karo.”
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(Foundation of control)
Akshat ne aankhen band ki.
Saans andar…
saans bahar…
par is baar saans nahi—
frequency control karni thi.
Mahaguru bolte gaye:
“Tumhara sharir solid nahi.
Tum vibration ho.
Aur vibration ko breath ke saath sync karo…”
Akshat ka haath transparent hone laga.
Lekin is baar uncontrolled nahi—
smooth.
Khaeryon impressed,
“Oh? Look at that…
hero finally learning.”
Mahaguru:
“Ab gayab mat hona…
sirf ‘patla’ hona.”
Akshat ne try kiya—
Aur uska poora body ek thin-shadow-layer jaisa ho gaya.
Na gayab…
na present…
ek middle state.
Balance perfect.
Mahaguru ne sir hila kar kaha,
“Achha.”
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(Kaha vanish hona hai, choose karna)
Mahaguru ne 30 meter door ek wooden mannequin rakhi.
“Akshat.
Is baar tum hawa me vanish nahi honge.
Tum select karke vanish honge.”
“Kaha?”
“Mannequin ke peechhe.”
Akshat shocked,
“Matlab… main choose kar sakta hoon ki main kaha appear ho?”
“Yahi shakti ka main part hai.”
Khaeryon excited:
“Yes! Shadow-walk. Phase-jump.
Fastest movement in the world.”
Akshat ne saans li…
focus kiya…
uske aas-paas purple sparks…
BLINK!
Wo गायब.
Khaeryon: “Come on come on…”
0.3 second…
0.5 second…
1 second…
Aur—
THUMP!
Akshat mannequin ke peechhe appear hua.
Perfect spot.
Mahaguru ki aankhen thodi si chamki.
“Bahut acche.”
Khaeryon:
“Ab yeh speed fight me use hui…
to koi tumhe chhoo bhi nahi payega.”
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(Gayab rahne ki limit badhana)
Mahaguru ne calmly bola:
“Ab bina rage…
bina panic…
sirf shakti…
tum 10 seconds tak gayab raho.”
Akshat ne try kiya.
1 second – smooth
3 second – stable
5 second – thoda distortion
8 second – body flicker
9 second – strain
10 second –
BAM!
Wo zameen par ek jhatke se aaya.
Breath heavy.
Shoulders dard.
Phase-energy pura khatam.
Khaeryon dauda,
“Easy, hero! This is extreme for beginners.”
Mahaguru kneel hue:
“Tumne 10 second hold kiya.
Ye… bohot bada achievement hai.
Shadow-walkers bhi starting me 4-5 second se upar nahi jate.”
Akshat ne kamzor hansi ki,
“Lag raha hai jaan hi nikal gayi.”
“Kyunki tum apne atoms ko dissolve kar rahe the.
Ye mazak nahi hai.”
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(Ladte hue vanish + appear)
Khaeryon ne ek wooden staff uthaya.
“Chalo.
Isko ladayi me use karo.”
Akshat: “Abhi?? Main to chal bhi—”
SWISH!
Khaeryon ne us par staff maara.
Akshat reflexively—
BLINK!
Vanish.
Appear Khaeryon ke right side.
Khaeryon:
“Good! Again!”
Ek aur attack—
Akshat phir se phase-step.
Ek direction, fir doosri direction.
3rd hit—
Akshat ka body distort…
control slip…
Mahaguru garaj kar bole:
“BREATH SYNC!”
Akshat ne breath sync ki
aur control wapas aa gaya.
Fir—
THWACK!
Akshat ka staff Khaeryon ke shoulder par laga.
Khaeryon:
“Oye! That hurt—
GOOD JOB!”
Mahaguru:
“Phase-Control completed.
Ab tum shakti ka sahi roop seekhne ke layak ho.”
“Phase-Weapon Awakening: Jab Akshat Ka Pehla ASTR Vigrah Ban Kar Janm Leta Hai…”
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Raat Aravali par thodi aur gehri ho chuki thi.
Aakash ka andhera ab jaise thoda zinda sa lag raha tha—
jaise kuch hone wala ho.
Akshat training-platform ke beech me khada tha,
phase-energy abhi bhi uski skin ke neeche
garam sa tapak rahi thi.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath ne
ek purani, patthar ki peti uske saamne rakhi—
jis par shatabdi-purane shadow mantras likhe the.
Khaeryon thoda peeche ho kar
apne haath बांधे,
jaise kisi historic moment ka witness ho.
Mahaguru ne peti kholi
aur ek kaali dhaatu ka sphere bahar nikala.
Sphere dekhne me metal jaisa tha
par usse halka sa shadow-heat nikal raha tha.
“Akshat,” Mahaguru ne dheere se kaha,
“ab tumhari shakti ko ek roop milna chahiye.
Phase-wielders apna hathiyaar khud banate hain…
dimag se nahi…
dil se nahi…
prana-se.”
Akshat ne sphere ko dekha,
aur uske dil me ek ajeeb si halchal hui—
jaise sphere ke andar koi sone wala janwar jaag raha ho.
Khaeryon muskuraya,
“Ready for your first Astral-Weapon, hero?”
“Ye… kya banega?”
Akshat ne poocha.
Mahaguru:
“Ye tum decide nahi karte.
Ye tumhari shakti decide karti hai.”
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Mahaguru ne Akshat ko sphere haath me diya.
“Eyes closed.
Breath steady.
Let your energy flood the core.”
Akshat ne aankhen band ki.
Jaise hi usne sphere ko tightly pakda—
uska pura body ekdum electric ho gaya.
Spine me vibration
Khaeryon jhat se ek barrier activate kar deta hai.
“Hold it, hero! Don’t let it overload!”
Mahaguru chanting start kar dete hain:
“Om Kaal-Vyomaya Namah…
Om Chhaya-Shastraya Namah…”
Sphere ab glow nahi…
pighal raha tha—
ek black-purple iccha-shakti ke maadham se.
Akshat ka control slip hona shuru.
Uska body half-phase hone laga:
Haath transparent…
Chest flicker…
Pairo ka lower half hawa jaisa…
“Mahaguruuu… yeh ruk nahi raha!”
Akshat ki awaaz shaky thi.
Mahaguru garaj kar bole:
“Darr chhod do!
Shastra tumhara dar dar jayega!”
Khaeryon cheekh pada:
“Breathe, Akshat! BAS BREATH!”
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Achanak—
CRAAAACK!
Sphere phat gaya.
Uske andar se ek liquid-shadow
Akshat ke haath par chadh gaya
jaise koi zinda cheez usse pakad rahi ho.
Akshat dard se chilla utha,
“AAAHHH!”
Aur uska pura body phase-ripple me gaya—
ek vaar phir.
Mahaguru ne chanting aur tezi se ki.
Khaeryon ne barrier double kiya.
Liquid-shadow ab shape banana shuru kar raha tha—
pehle ek flame…
phir ek blade…
phir ek spear…
phir wapas liquid…
Ye confused tha.
Akshat ka heart-rate bhi unstable tha.
Mahaguru ne shanti se bola:
“Tumhara astr apni pehchaan dhoond raha hai.
Tumhari andar ki sabse gehri chingari…
sabse gehra gussa…
sabse gehri raksha…
ye sab mila kar hi weapon banega.”
Akshat ne aankhen kholi.
Uski nazar me:
uska bacha-pan
Sab flash hone laga.
Aur phir—
WHOOM!
Liquid-shadow ek dum solid hone laga.
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Ground par ek zordaar dhamaka hua.
Sand hawa me uchhal gayi.
Jab dhool saaf hui…
tab Akshat ke haath me
kuch tha.
Ek sphere nahi.
Ek dagger nahi.
Ek sword bhi nahi.
Wo tha—
ek teen-nokh wala, adaptable weapon
jiska dhatu real nahi lag raha tha.
Jaise half-solid, half-shadow ho.
Its design:
✔ Center prong: pure purple-white phase-energy
✔ Side prongs: black-shadow density
✔ Handle: living-metal jaisa, jaise saans le raha ho
✔ Edges: matter ko cut nahi… phase-through kar sakte hain
Khaeryon shock me:
“A… trident?
Ye… ye shadow realm ka sabse rare weapon hai!”
Mahaguru dheere se bole:
“Ye tumhara Astra-Roop hai, Akshat.
Phase jaat me ise ‘Trivector’ kehte hain.”
Akshat ne usse pakda—
aur weapon ekdum hil gaya,
jaise usse pehchan raha ho.
Weapon ki aawaz jaise Akshat ke dimag me boli:
“Main tumhara hoon.”
Mahaguru ne respect se head jhukaaya.
“Kamal ki baat…
Tumhari shakti teen dishaon me kaam karti hai:
Raksha, Gussa, Nyaya.
Isliye teen-nokh ka Astra janm hua.”
Akshat ki aankhen bhar aayi.
“Ye… mera hai?”
Mahaguru muskuraye:
“Ye tumhare jeevan ka pratham astr hai.
Tumhari pehli pehchaan.
Aur tumhari pehli zimmedari.”
“Ab Akshat ke paas sirf shakti nahi…
ek Astra hai.
Aur Astra ka matlab hai—
uska pehla kadam yuddh ki raah par.”
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“Phase-Shift ka Darr… aur Akshat ka Pehla Doobna”
---
Raat aasram ke upar bilkul khaamos thi.
Na hawa…
na patton ki khanak…
na koi pakshi ki aawaaz.
Jaise poora Aravali ruk kar dekh raha ho—
aaj Akshat kya banne wala hai.
Khaeryon ek purani stone-platform ke paas khada tha.
Aas-paas hawaa me ek ajeeb sa pressure tha.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath ne aaj kuch zyada hi kathor training rakhi thi.
Kyuki Phase-Shift…
shakti nahi—
par ek khatra hai.
Khaeryon ne dheemi aawaz me kaha,
“Phase-Shift woh shakti hai jisme tum hawa nahi… zameen nahi… kahin bhi nahi hote.
Agar galti hui…
to tum wapas hi nahi aaoge.”
Uski laal aankhen ek second ko Akshat se mili.
“Ek second ki galti = hamesha ke liye khaali-pan me kho jana.”
Akshat ne saans andar kheechi.
“Main darne nahi aaya. Sikhne aaya hoon.”
Khaeryon ke mask ke peeche ek halki si muskan aayi.
“Bas isi liye tum farq ho.”
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Mahaguru Devendra Nath dhyaan mudra me baithe the.
Unke aas-paas ki hawa unki saans ke saath hil rahi thi—
jaise environment unka anushasan maRa ho.
Unhone aankhen kholi.
“Akshat… Phase-Shift tumhare shareer ko nahi, tumhari aatma ko todta hai.
Aaj tumhari hadh test hogi.”
Akshat saamne aakar khada hua.
“Guruji, shuru kijiye.”
Mahaguru ne ek chhoti si rekha mitti par kheechi.
“Is rekha ko paar karne ki koshish nahi karna…
balki is rekha ko ‘mahsus’ karna.”
Akshat hairaan. “Sirf mahsus?”
Devendra Nath ki aawaz bhari ho gayi—
“Phase-Shift me tum dekhe hue, chhuye hue, sune hue sab kho dete ho.
Tum sirf… ‘hote’ ho.”
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Mahaguru ne mantra uchchaara.
Hawa me vibration phail gaya.
Akshat ne aankhen band ki…
aur usi pal…
Duniya halki hone lagi.
Pehle pair…
phir haath…
phir seena…
phir awaaz…
phir heartbeat…
Sab kuch halka…
halka…
halka…
Khaeryon tense ho gaya.
“Guruji… yeh zyada deep ja raha hai!”
Devendra Nath ne haath uthakar use chup karaya.
“Chhodo. Yeh uski kismat ka daur hai.”
Akshat ko laga jaise uske pair zameen me doob rahe ho.
Nahi— zameen nahi.
Waqt me.
Khaali-pan me.
Shunyata me.
Uska ek hissa gayab hone laga.
Phir doosra.
Wo koi form nahi tha.
Bas ek halka sa dhuaan-jaisa astittva.
Khaeryon ek kadam aage badha—
“Yeh wapas nahi aa payega!”
Mahaguru ki aankhen deep ho gayi.
“Wahi to seekh raha hai.”
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Phase-shift ke beech Akshat ko apne saalon ka dard mehsoos nahi hua—
usne apna dard doobte hue dekha.
Bachpan ka torture…
Vedika ka roop…
Aarohi ka nafrat…
Mahima ka thukrana…
Papa ka thappad…
Dadaji ka shraap…
Sab ek-ek kar ke uske saamne
jaise koi sachchai ka paath padha raha ho.
Akshat ne pehli baar…
aawaz ke bina cheekha.
“MUJHE DOOBNA NAHI—
MUJHE NIKALNA HAI!”
Aur is cheekh me koi shabd nahi—
koi saans nahi—
sirf ichchha thi.
Aur Phase-shift ka pehla niyam tha:
“Jiski ichchha sabse gehri hoti hai… wo wapas aata hai.”
---
Ek dum se hawa ka daura hua.
Ground ka mitti outer ring me udd gayi.
Khaeryon peeche hil gaya.
“Yeh kya—? Yeh to stable shift nahi thi!”
Akshat ek heavy thud ke saath zameen par gira.
Saans fast.
Heartbeat unstable.
Aankhen laal + neela milkar ek dangerous glow de rahi thi.
Devendra Nath ne geheri awaaz me kaha:
“Akshat… tum wapas aa gaye. Par—
Tumhare andar kuch aur bhi aa gaya.”
Khaeryon shocked.
“Matlab?!”
Guruji:
“Phase realm se ik chhota ‘tear’ tumhare andar chipak gaya hai.”
Akshat ne dhadkan rok kar poocha:
“Ye… kya karega?”
Mahaguru ne jawab diya:
“Tum kabhi-kabhi apne aap hi gayab hone lagoge.
Control ke bina.”
Akshat ka gala sukha.
“…par iska matlab?”
Khaeryon ne aankhon me laal chamak ke saath kaha:
“Iska matlab, hero—
agar tum control nahi seekh paaye…
to tum ek din puri duniya se hi gayab ho jaoge.
Hamesha ke liye.”
Aur hawa ek pal ke liye ruk gayi.
Jaise Aravali ne bhi Akshat ka darr sun liya ho.
---
Shakti mil rahi hai…
par saath me ek aisa khatra bhi
jo kisi rajwanshi tak pahunchne se pehle hi
Akshat ko mita dega.
---
Aravali ki raat ab pehle jaisi nahi thi.
Kuch pal pehle tak aasman bilkul shaant tha…
par ab hawa me ek ajeeb sa pressure tha—
jaise kisi ne hawa ki naso me bijli bhar di ho.
Akshat stone-ground par baitha tha, saans bhaari, heartbeat wild, aankhen glow-dark-purple jaisi.
Khaeryon uske 10 kadam door khada tha—
weapons ready.
Kyuki Phase-Shift tear koi mazak nahi hota.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath ne apni jap-mala ek taraf rakh di.
Unki aankhen gehrayee me utar chuki thi.
“Akshat,” unhone dheere par dridh swar me kaha,
“tumhaare andar jo ‘tear’ aaya hai…
wo tumhari marzi se nahi chalega.
Wo sirf darr, ghusse aur memory-pain par react karega.”
Akshat ne saans rok kar poocha,
“Matlab main control kho sakta hoon?”
Guruji ki awaaz thodi sardi hui—
“Kabhi bhi.”
---
(Teesri shakti ka dark side)
Akshat apne haath dekh raha tha.
Unke kinare phir se transparent ho rahe the—
jaise reality use pakad nahi paa rahi ho.
Khaeryon ne tension me kaha,
“Symptoms aa rahe hain… Guruji, yeh stable nahi hai!”
Devendra Nath ne haath uthaya.
“No. Let it happen.
Agar tum is shakti ka ‘dark side’ nahi samjhoge…
to tum isse kabhi kabhi niyantran nahi kar paoge.”
Akshat ne aankhen band ki—
Aur tabhi…
FLASH.
BLINK.
DISTORTION.
Uska aadha sharir dhundla hogaya.
Aadha real, aadha phase-me.
Khaeryon ek kadam peeche—
“Ye to half-existence ho raha hai!”
Mahaguru ne mantra shuru kiya,
par Akshat ka mind…
kisi aur jagah ja chuka tha.
---
Phase-tear ko dard chahiye hota hai.
Aur Akshat ke paas— dard ki kami nahi thi.
Uske dimaag me ek ke baad ek flash:
• Dadaji ka lafz: “Manhoos.”
• Vedika ki hasi: “Tu kuch nahi ban payega.”
• Aarohi ka dhakka: “Side ho ja!”
• Papa ka cold stare:
“Meri izzat kharab mat kar.”
• Mahima ka woh din—
jisme usne sirf isliye chillaaya kyuki Akshat usi route se guzar gaya tha.
Ye sab chhote tukdo me nahi…
ek violent wave ke roop me laut aa raha tha.
Rage.
Shame.
Loneliness.
Dard.
Sab ek saath phat pad gaye.
Akshat ki aankhen purple flame se bhadki.
“AUR KITNA DARD DUNGE TUM LOG…?”
Uski aawaz distorted.
Human + echo + shadow tone.
Khaeryon tension me:
“Guruji, ye control se bahar ho raha hai!”
Mahaguru:
“Bas ek aur level…
abhi mat roko!”
---
Hava charon taraf se chilayi.
Ground ke patthar crack.
Akshat ka sharir do layers me baat gaya:
• Ek real Akshat
• Ek purple-transparent phase shadow
Dono overlap…
dono disconnect…
dono dangerous.
“This is Phase-Rage,”
Khaeryon ne mask ke peeche se fufkaar bhari.
“Ye kisi mortal ka stage nahi hota.”
Mahaguru shant the.
“Akshat… apne aap ko suno.”
But Akshat sun nahi raha tha.
Wo sirf phatak raha tha.
“MAIN— GHAYAB— NAHI— HONA— CHAHTA!”
Har word ke saath uska shadow-body glitch kar raha tha.
Wo hawa me 2 second ko vanish…
phir thud se wapas.
Phir 5 second vanish…
phir blast ke saath return.
Ye unstable tha.
Bahut.
---
Ek moment aisa aaya…
Jisme Akshat poora ka poora
phase realm me slip ho gaya.
1 second.
2 seconds.
3 seconds.
Khaeryon cheekh pada:
“GURUJI! He’s not coming back!”
Mahaguru ne aankhen band ki,
hath zameen par rakha,
aur ek gajab ki shakti ground me utaari.
Aasman se aarti ki tarah ek dhaar utri—
light + mantra + vibration.
Wo seedha Akshat ke transparent form ke upar pada.
Aur tab…
Ek ZOR ka bhedna jaisa sound— THAAMMM!
Akshat zameen par aa gira.
Behosh.
Saans kamzor.
Heartbeat unstable.
Khaeryon bhaag kar uske paas.
“Ye mar sakta tha…
ye literally EXISTENCE loose kar raha tha!”
Mahaguru ne uske kapaal par haath rakha.
“Phase-Shakti kabhi vardaan nahi hoti…
wo ek aag hai.
Agar Akshat ne ise control kar liya—
to wo unbeatable hoga.
Agar nahi…
to wo duniya me kahin bhi dikhai nahi dega.
Kabhi nahi.”
---
Usne aankhen slowly kholi.
Neela glow kamzoor.
Purple glow almost gone.
“Guruji…”
usne dheeme se kaha,
“Mujhe laga… main khatam ho gaya.”
Mahaguru ki awaaz first time thodi soft thi:
“Shaktiyan kabhi tumhe nahi chunti…
tum apne dard se unhe bulaate ho.
Ab tumhe unhe sambhalna hoga…
warna ek din tum akela reh jaoge.”
Akshat ne haath jodkar berkata—
“I will control it.
Main gayab hone nahi doonga apne aap ko.”
Khaeryon uske shoulders pakadkar bola—
“And next time, hero…
agar tum slip hue…
to main tumhe khud ghaseet kar wapas laoonga.”
Akshat halki si muskuraya.
Pehli baar.
Sahi wale dosti ka ehsaas hua.
---
Raat abhi bhi Aravali ke upar chipki hui thi—
lekin hawa ka temperature badal chuka tha.
Akshat, Khaeryon, aur Mahaguru Devendra Nath
ek bade stone-platform par khade the.
Aaj ka session simple nahi tha—
aaj Phase-Shakti ko control karna tha.
Phase-Rage ke baad
Akshat ka body abhi bhi thoda unstable tha,
jaise uske atoms thak gaye ho.
Lekin aankhon me ek naya determination tha.
---
Mahaguru ne haath me brass ka chakra uthaya—
us par purani Kshatriya-shadow symbols bane the.
“Akshat,”
unhone dheere se kaha,
“aaj se tum gayab kab hona hai,
kitni der hona hai,
aur kaha hona hai…
ye sab tum control karoge.”
Khaeryon ne husky-voice me tease kiya—
“Try not to vanish permanently again.
I really don’t want to pull your shadow-butt back from phase realm twice.”
Akshat ne thoda hasa.
“Promise.”
Mahaguru:
“Shuru karo.”
---
(Foundation of control)
Akshat ne aankhen band ki.
Saans andar…
saans bahar…
par is baar saans nahi—
frequency control karni thi.
Mahaguru bolte gaye:
“Tumhara sharir solid nahi.
Tum vibration ho.
Aur vibration ko breath ke saath sync karo…”
Akshat ka haath transparent hone laga.
Lekin is baar uncontrolled nahi—
smooth.
Khaeryon impressed,
“Oh? Look at that…
hero finally learning.”
Mahaguru:
“Ab gayab mat hona…
sirf ‘patla’ hona.”
Akshat ne try kiya—
Aur uska poora body ek thin-shadow-layer jaisa ho gaya.
Na gayab…
na present…
ek middle state.
Balance perfect.
Mahaguru ne sir hila kar kaha,
“Achha.”
---
(Kaha vanish hona hai, choose karna)
Mahaguru ne 30 meter door ek wooden mannequin rakhi.
“Akshat.
Is baar tum hawa me vanish nahi honge.
Tum select karke vanish honge.”
“Kaha?”
“Mannequin ke peechhe.”
Akshat shocked,
“Matlab… main choose kar sakta hoon ki main kaha appear ho?”
“Yahi shakti ka main part hai.”
Khaeryon excited:
“Yes! Shadow-walk. Phase-jump.
Fastest movement in the world.”
Akshat ne saans li…
focus kiya…
uske aas-paas purple sparks…
BLINK!
Wo गायब.
Khaeryon: “Come on come on…”
0.3 second…
0.5 second…
1 second…
Aur—
THUMP!
Akshat mannequin ke peechhe appear hua.
Perfect spot.
Mahaguru ki aankhen thodi si chamki.
“Bahut acche.”
Khaeryon:
“Ab yeh speed fight me use hui…
to koi tumhe chhoo bhi nahi payega.”
---
(Gayab rahne ki limit badhana)
Mahaguru ne calmly bola:
“Ab bina rage…
bina panic…
sirf shakti…
tum 10 seconds tak gayab raho.”
Akshat ne try kiya.
1 second – smooth
3 second – stable
5 second – thoda distortion
8 second – body flicker
9 second – strain
10 second –
BAM!
Wo zameen par ek jhatke se aaya.
Breath heavy.
Shoulders dard.
Phase-energy pura khatam.
Khaeryon dauda,
“Easy, hero! This is extreme for beginners.”
Mahaguru kneel hue:
“Tumne 10 second hold kiya.
Ye… bohot bada achievement hai.
Shadow-walkers bhi starting me 4-5 second se upar nahi jate.”
Akshat ne kamzor hansi ki,
“Lag raha hai jaan hi nikal gayi.”
“Kyunki tum apne atoms ko dissolve kar rahe the.
Ye mazak nahi hai.”
---
(Ladte hue vanish + appear)
Khaeryon ne ek wooden staff uthaya.
“Chalo.
Isko ladayi me use karo.”
Akshat: “Abhi?? Main to chal bhi—”
SWISH!
Khaeryon ne us par staff maara.
Akshat reflexively—
BLINK!
Vanish.
Appear Khaeryon ke right side.
Khaeryon:
“Good! Again!”
Ek aur attack—
Akshat phir se phase-step.
Ek direction, fir doosri direction.
3rd hit—
Akshat ka body distort…
control slip…
Mahaguru garaj kar bole:
“BREATH SYNC!”
Akshat ne breath sync ki
aur control wapas aa gaya.
Fir—
THWACK!
Akshat ka staff Khaeryon ke shoulder par laga.
Khaeryon:
“Oye! That hurt—
GOOD JOB!”
Mahaguru:
“Phase-Control completed.
Ab tum shakti ka sahi roop seekhne ke layak ho.”
“Phase-Weapon Awakening: Jab Akshat Ka Pehla ASTR Vigrah Ban Kar Janm Leta Hai…”
---
Raat Aravali par thodi aur gehri ho chuki thi.
Aakash ka andhera ab jaise thoda zinda sa lag raha tha—
jaise kuch hone wala ho.
Akshat training-platform ke beech me khada tha,
phase-energy abhi bhi uski skin ke neeche
garam sa tapak rahi thi.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath ne
ek purani, patthar ki peti uske saamne rakhi—
jis par shatabdi-purane shadow mantras likhe the.
Khaeryon thoda peeche ho kar
apne haath बांधे,
jaise kisi historic moment ka witness ho.
Mahaguru ne peti kholi
aur ek kaali dhaatu ka sphere bahar nikala.
Sphere dekhne me metal jaisa tha
par usse halka sa shadow-heat nikal raha tha.
“Akshat,” Mahaguru ne dheere se kaha,
“ab tumhari shakti ko ek roop milna chahiye.
Phase-wielders apna hathiyaar khud banate hain…
dimag se nahi…
dil se nahi…
prana-se.”
Akshat ne sphere ko dekha,
aur uske dil me ek ajeeb si halchal hui—
jaise sphere ke andar koi sone wala janwar jaag raha ho.
Khaeryon muskuraya,
“Ready for your first Astral-Weapon, hero?”
“Ye… kya banega?”
Akshat ne poocha.
Mahaguru:
“Ye tum decide nahi karte.
Ye tumhari shakti decide karti hai.”
---
Mahaguru ne Akshat ko sphere haath me diya.
“Eyes closed.
Breath steady.
Let your energy flood the core.”
Akshat ne aankhen band ki.
Jaise hi usne sphere ko tightly pakda—
uska pura body ekdum electric ho gaya.
Khaeryon jhat se ek barrier activate kar deta hai.
“Hold it, hero! Don’t let it overload!”
Mahaguru chanting start kar dete hain:
“Om Kaal-Vyomaya Namah…
Om Chhaya-Shastraya Namah…”
Sphere ab glow nahi…
pighal raha tha—
ek black-purple iccha-shakti ke maadham se.
Akshat ka control slip hona shuru.
Uska body half-phase hone laga:
Haath transparent…
Chest flicker…
Pairo ka lower half hawa jaisa…
“Mahaguruuu… yeh ruk nahi raha!”
Akshat ki awaaz shaky thi.
Mahaguru garaj kar bole:
“Darr chhod do!
Shastra tumhara dar dar jayega!”
Khaeryon cheekh pada:
“Breathe, Akshat! BAS BREATH!”
---
Achanak—
CRAAAACK!
Sphere phat gaya.
Uske andar se ek liquid-shadow
Akshat ke haath par chadh gaya
jaise koi zinda cheez usse pakad rahi ho.
Akshat dard se chilla utha,
“AAAHHH!”
Aur uska pura body phase-ripple me gaya—
ek vaar phir.
Mahaguru ne chanting aur tezi se ki.
Khaeryon ne barrier double kiya.
Liquid-shadow ab shape banana shuru kar raha tha—
pehle ek flame…
phir ek blade…
phir ek spear…
phir wapas liquid…
Ye confused tha.
Akshat ka heart-rate bhi unstable tha.
Mahaguru ne shanti se bola:
“Tumhara astr apni pehchaan dhoond raha hai.
Tumhari andar ki sabse gehri chingari…
sabse gehra gussa…
sabse gehri raksha…
ye sab mila kar hi weapon banega.”
Akshat ne aankhen kholi.
Uski nazar me:
Sab flash hone laga.
Aur phir—
WHOOM!
Liquid-shadow ek dum solid hone laga.
---
Ground par ek zordaar dhamaka hua.
Sand hawa me uchhal gayi.
Jab dhool saaf hui…
tab Akshat ke haath me
kuch tha.
Ek sphere nahi.
Ek dagger nahi.
Ek sword bhi nahi.
Wo tha—
ek teen-nokh wala, adaptable weapon
jiska dhatu real nahi lag raha tha.
Jaise half-solid, half-shadow ho.
Its design:
✔ Center prong: pure purple-white phase-energy
✔ Side prongs: black-shadow density
✔ Handle: living-metal jaisa, jaise saans le raha ho
✔ Edges: matter ko cut nahi… phase-through kar sakte hain
Khaeryon shock me:
“A… trident?
Ye… ye shadow realm ka sabse rare weapon hai!”
Mahaguru dheere se bole:
“Ye tumhara Astra-Roop hai, Akshat.
Phase jaat me ise ‘Trivector’ kehte hain.”
Akshat ne usse pakda—
aur weapon ekdum hil gaya,
jaise usse pehchan raha ho.
Weapon ki aawaz jaise Akshat ke dimag me boli:
“Main tumhara hoon.”
Mahaguru ne respect se head jhukaaya.
“Kamal ki baat…
Tumhari shakti teen dishaon me kaam karti hai:
Raksha, Gussa, Nyaya.
Isliye teen-nokh ka Astra janm hua.”
Akshat ki aankhen bhar aayi.
“Ye… mera hai?”
Mahaguru muskuraye:
“Ye tumhare jeevan ka pratham astr hai.
Tumhari pehli pehchaan.
Aur tumhari pehli zimmedari.”
“Ab Akshat ke paas sirf shakti nahi…
ek Astra hai.
Aur Astra ka matlab hai—
uska pehla kadam yuddh ki raah par.”
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Bahut hi shaandar update diya hai Akshat0001 bhai....
Aravali ki raat aaj kuch alag thi.
Hawa be-hawa si.
Ped bilkul sookhi saans le rahe the.
Aasram ke upar ka aasmaan—
jaise kisi ne kaali shaam ko aur gehra kar diya ho.
Mind-Split training ke baad Akshat aasram ke meditation ground me baitha tha.
Uski aankhon me ab bhi woh dual glow halka-sa nache ja raha tha.
Khaeryon thoda door khada, bas usse dekhta raha—
lagta tha use bhi bharosa nahi ho raha
ki ek insaan itna jaldi evolve ho sakta hai.
Tabhi Mahaguru Devendra Nath
mandir ki seedhiyon se neeche aaye.
Unka chehra…
aaj pehli baar bojhal lag raha tha.
---
Guruji ne Akshat ke saamne ek prachin kalash rakha,
jis par naag-jaisi rekhaayein bani thi.
Akshat ne kalash ko dekha.
“Guruji… ye kya hai?”
Guru ne deep saans li.
“Isme ‘Vayu-Smarak’ ka dhool hai.
Ye us duniya ka darwaza kholta hai
jise tumhari drishti abhi nasamajh hai.”
Khaeryon ne dheere se kaha:
“Spirit-realm.”
Akshat chok gaya.
“Spirit… matlab aatmaen?”
Mahaguru serious ho gaye:
“Aatmaen nahi… karmic shadows.
Woh jo dusri duniya me phansi hui hoti hain.
Jo sach bolti hain… aur jhoot nahi.”
Aasman ki hawa ek jhatke me badal gayi.
Akshat ko laga kisi ne uski reedh me thandi loh ki chain daal di ho.
Guruji:
“Aaj tum unki aawaaz sunoge.
Par yaad rakh—
unke saath raha nahi jaata…
unhe sirf samjha jaata hai.”
---
Mahaguru ne kalash ka dhakna khola.
Halka sa dhuaan nikla—
par wo dhuaan nahi…
jaise hawaa me kisi rooh ki saans ho.
Kund ke paas ki diyetiya ek ek karke
blue flame banne lagi.
Khaeryon ne turant apni sword-ground form activate kar di.
“Master, ye dangerous ho sakta hai.”
Mahaguru:
“Usse ye dangerous hi chahiye.”
Akshat ne aankhen band ki.
Mahaguru ne dhool uske sir par chhidki.
Zameen thodi si hil gayi.
Hawa ulte direction me behne lagi.
Aur ekdum—
“AK… SHH… AT…”
Koi awaaz aayi.
Nafrat nahi…
pyaar nahi…
bas ek ajeeb si udaasi.
Akshat ki aankhen khul gayi.
“Ye kiski awaaz thi?”
Mahaguru ka swar bahut nicha ho gaya:
“Jo tumhara naam leti hai… woh tumhare karm se judi aatma hoti hai.”
Awaaz fir aayi—
aur iss baar thodi saaf:
“Tu… wapas… aayega…”
Akshat ka seena sarrak gaya.
Uske baal khade ho gaye.
Khaeryon ek kadam aage aaya:
“Careful! Iss realm ki aatmaen kabhi seedhi baat nahi karti.”
Mahaguru:
“Concentrate, beta. Unki baat puri suno.”
Awaaz ab teen alag-alag direction se aane lagi:
1. “Sach dard se alag nahi.”
2. “Dard sach se alag nahi.”
3. “Tumhara sach… tumhara dard… ek hi hai.”
Akshat ka saans bharbad ho gaya.
Uske kaan me jaise kisi ne chain ghusadi ho.
---
Achanak—
Akshat ke saamne ek white-light phuti
jaise screen.
Ek instant-vision dikhayi diya:
Mahima mirror ke saamne khadi…
kuch likh rahi…
kuch dhoondh rahi…
aur der raat dar ke mare so nahi pa rahi.
Aarohi ek kone me baithi
dheere se ro rahi thi.
Vedika so nahi rahi thi—
wo chup chap darwaze ko dekh rahi thi
jaise usse lag raha ho koi aane wala hai.
Aur iss vision me—
andar ek nayi shadow bhi khadi thi.
Ek unknown entity.
Koi third presence.
Koi aatma.
Koi purani karmic rooh.
Khaeryon cheekh pada:
“Akshat! Don’t hold that vision!
It will tear your mind!”
Par Akshat ne vision pakad liya.
Uski Drishti aur open ho gayi.
Usne Dheere se kaha:
“…ye aatma unke aas paas kyun hai?”
Mahaguru ne turant mantra uchcharan kiya
aur vision bandh ho gaya.
Par Akshat ab bhi shock me tha.
---
Guruji uske saamne aa gaye.
“Ek purani aatma… ek atak chuki karmic entity…
Rajwanshi parivaar ke aas paas baar baar phirti hai.”
Akshat stunned.
“Unke liye ya… mere liye?”
Mahaguru:
“Shayad dono ke liye.”
Khaeryon ne grave tone me kaha:
“Jo entity tumne dekhi…
wo tumse pehle kisi aur ko dhoondh rahi thi.”
Akshat:
“Kisko?”
Mahaguru ne uski aankhon me dekha.
“Tumhare parivaar me kisi ne
Rajwanshi ghar par ek paap kiya tha.”
Akshat ka dil ruk gaya.
“Kaun?”
Guruji ne aankhen band ki.
“Ye tumhari teesri shakti bataayegi.”
---
Suddenly—
ek sard thandi hawa seedhe Akshat ke kaan ke paas aayi.
Jaise ek rooh ne halka sa cheekh kar kaha:
“Woh tumse darti nahi…
par tumhare aane se hil zaroor gayi hai…”
Akshat ne poori body me jhatka mehsoos kiya.
Khaeryon instantly shield ke saath aage aaya:
“BACK OFF!”
Dhuaan hila.
Aatma ki presence gayab ho gayi.
Mahaguru ne kalash band kar diya.
Aasman ekdum shaant ho gaya.
---
Akshat guruji ke paas baitha.
Hath thande.
Saans bhaari.
“Guruji…
ye aatma… usse pata hai main kaun hoon?”
Mahaguru ne seedha jawab diya:
“Aatma ko tumhari shakti se darr nahi lagta…
use is baat ka darr hai
ki tum uska ‘sach’ dekh loge.”
Akshat:
“Kaunsa sach?”
Guru ne dheere se kaha:
“Wahi sach…
jo Rajwanshi parivaar tumse chhupa raha hai.”
Khaeryon side me whisper karta hai:
“And this…
is only the beginning.”
Aasman me ek halki bijli chamki.
Andhera fir gehra ho gaya.
Raat gehri ho chuki thi.
Aasram ke peeche ka jungle—
jaise apni saans rok kar
kisi cheez ka intezaar kar raha ho.
Mahaguru ne Akshat ko aur Khaeryon ko
mandala-circle ke beech khada kiya.
Hawa me ek thandi, kamp-kampati hui
whispering energy chal rahi thi—
jaise koi aankhon se nahi,
andar se dekh raha ho.
---
Guruji ne apna trishul zameen me gaadha.
Light ek ring banakar mandala ke aas paas jam gayi.
“Akshat…
Drishti activation ready?”
Akshat ne aankhen band ki.
Glow calm, steady.
Khaeryon ne apni astral-form half activate ki.
Sword zameen par halka sa vibration banane lagi.
Guruji:
“Aatmaen teen nature ki hoti hain—
Dar… Dard… Dhoka.”
“Jo aaj aayege…
wo Dard wale hain.”
Hawa me thand aur badh gayi.
---
Kund ke peeche se ek dhund nikli.
Jaise hawa me kisi ka dard bhara saans ho.
Dhund shape leti gayi—
aur ek aurat ki rooh ban gayi.
Chehra fada hua.
Aankhen bilkul dudhiya sa safed.
Aawaz be-hadd patli.
“Mujhe…
wapis…
mera…”
Akshat ki Drishti automatic on ho gayi.
Usse us rooh ke andar
ek purani kahani dikhi—
kisi ne uska dhokha kiya,
chori ki,
aur phir use dafnaya bhi nahi.
Pain.
Betrayal.
Guilt.
Akshat ka gala sookh gaya.
---
Rooh ne ekdum se cheekh maari
aur hawa ka bawaal Akshat ki taraf feka.
Khaeryon:
“STANCE–BREAKER! SIDE!”
Akshat ne instinctively jump li
par hawa itni tez thi
ki use peeche ghaseet diya.
Mahaguru:
“Dard ki rooh seedha attack nahi karti—
wo tasveeron se, yaadon se dimaag todti hai!”
Rooh ne Akshat ke ear me whisper kiya:
“Tum… bhi… kisi ko…
dukhaoge…”
Akshat ka dimag turant
Rajwanshi parivaar ki chhoti-chi visions me ghus gaya—
Mahima ka darr,
Aarohi ki aankhon me pareshani,
Vedika ka andhera-anger.
Akshat scream kar utha:
“STOP!”
Rooh cheekh kar uski taraf lao.
---
Khaeryon ne shout kiya:
“Use sirf force se nahi,
uske DARD ko reply karo!”
Akshat ne haath utha kar
Drishti beam nahi—
emotional pulse bheja.
“Main tumhara dard dekh sakta hoon.”
Momentally, rooh ruk gayi.
Uski aankhen thodi naram padi
jaise kisi ne uski purani chot ko pehchan liya ho.
Par next second—
rooh furious ho gayi.
“Dard… ko… samjhna nahi…
chukana padta hai!”
Aur wo bilkul unhuman speed se
Akshat ki taraf ghusi.
Khaeryon:
“SHADOW-SHIFT!”
Akshat ka outline ek second ke liye
shadow-me evaporate hoke
piche appear ho gaya.
Aatma hawa ko chheedti reh gayi.
Ye pehli baar tha
jab Akshat ne full combat-reflex use kiya.
---
Mahaguru:
“Akshat!
Dard ki rooh isliye bhaagi thi
kyunki uski yaad poori nahi hui thi.
Usse sach dikhao!”
Akshat ne Drishti wide open ki
aur us rooh ko woh memory dikha di
jo uske murder ke baad chhupi reh gayi thi—
Kaun tha dhokebaaz…
kaise mara…
aur kisne use chhupa diya.
Rooh ka chehra ekdum se saaf hua.
Aankhon me aag nahi…
sukun tha.
“Ab…
main ja sakti hoon…”
Uski aawaz ab pehli baar insani thi.
Dhund halka hua,
phir fade out.
Mandala circle normal ho gaya.
Hawa ne saans li.
---
Jaise hi rooh gayi,
Akshat sidha zameen par gir gaya.
Khaeryon turant uske paas:
“Chest pressure normal kar! Breathe!”
Akshat hichki lekar saans li.
Guruji ne haath uske sir par rakha:
“Beta… ye tumhari pehli rooh thi.
Aur tumne usse maar kar nahi,
samajh kar mukti di.”
Khaeryon impressed—
“Not bad… rookie.”
Akshat halka sa hansa
par uske honton me dar tha.
“Guruji…
jo rooh thi…
wo Rajwanshi se judi nahi thi…
phir bhi mujhe Rajwanshi ka flash… kyu dikha?”
Mahaguru ka chehra turant serious.
“Kyuki…
Rajwanshi ke aas paas ghumti rooh
sirf koi aatma nahi…
ek karmic binding hai.”
Khaeryon:
“And trust me,
she is watching you.”
Akshat ka dil dhadak gaya.
---
Haveli me raat shaant thi…
par suddenly Aarohi ne hallway me koi chalne ki awaaz suni.
Dheere… dheere…
jaise koi zanjeer ghaseet raha ho.
Aarohi freeze.
Mahima room se nikli—
“Aarohi? Kya hua?”
Aarohi ka muh safed.
“Di…
koi… hall me… chal raha hai.”
Vedika bhi room se nikli.
“Is time kaun hoga?”
Teeno hallway ki taraf gaye.
Lights blink hui.
Corner me ek lambi shadow seedhi khadi thi—
bilkul insaan jaisi…
par bina chehre ki.
Mahima behoshi me girte girte bachi.
Shadow ne ek word whisper kiya:
“…aaya…”
Aur hawa me dissolve ho gayi.
Aarohi scream:
“DI! KOI YAHA HAI!”
---
Aasram me, training ground par—
Akshat ki body sudden jerk leti hai.
Uske kaan me ek unknown voice:
“Main… dekh rahi hoon…”
Akshat stunned.
“Kaun?”
Voice whisper:
“Jis raat tum bache the…
us raat ka sach…
tum soch bhi nahi sakte.”
Black out
---
Aravali ki raat shaant thi…
lekin ye wo shaanti thi
jiske baad aapda apna bhoot kholti hai.
Akshat training courtyard me baitha tha—
pehli spirit-ladai ke baad thoda thaka hua,
par dil me ek ajeeb bechaini.
Jaise koi keh raha ho—
“Utho… tumhara ghar tumhe bula raha hai.”
Guruji hawan kund ke paas khade the.
Unke aas paas 3 lamps jal rahe the
—par kisi ajnabee hawa ne
unhe baar-baar jhil-mil kar diya.
Mahaguru ki awaaz heavy:
“Akshat…
aaj tumhari Drishti ne ek rooh ko mukti di…
par us Drishti ne ek aur cheez ko jagaya hai.”
Akshat frown kar gaya.
“Kaun si cheez?”
Guruji seedha jawab nahi dete—
unki aankhon me dard ka saaya tha:
“Kuch… tumhari taraf aane laga hai.”
Akshat ka dil ek pal rook jaata hai.
Air pressure ek second me gir gaya.
Khaeryon ka mask bhi halkasa crack sound karta hai.
Akshat ki aankhen white-blue glow me badal gayi.
Aur koi awaaz—
bilkul paas se—
uske dimag ke andar:
“Main… yahin hoon…”
Akshat panic me:
“Kaun?”
Awaaz bohot dheemi,
auraton jaisi,
bhari hui dard se:
“Ek raaz… jo tumhare parivar ka hai…
tumhare badle se pehle… tumhe milega.”
Akshat ke haath thand ho gaye.
Breathing fast.
Khaeryon ne use pakda—
“BREATHE! She is forcing a link!”
Awaaz fir—
aur zyada kareeb:
“Rajwanshi…
paap…
tumse chipaya gaya hai…”
Aur ussi pal—
Akshat ki body astral-pull me chali gayi.
Hawa ek dum se phat jaati hai.
Jaise kisne jhaad se bijli kheench li ho.
Akshat ka physical body wahi zameen pe collapse…
par uska astral-form
neeli shadow ban kar hawa me upar uthta hai.
Khaeryon shock:
“Ye jump abhi allowed nahi tha!”
Mahaguru ka chehra pale:
“Nahi…
ye jump usne nahi kiya—
kisi ne Akshat ko kheech liya.”
Akshat ka astral-form
tezi se Aravali ki pahadiyon se nikal kar
seedha Jaipur ki taraf chala gaya.
Zameen ke upar… hawa ke andar…
insani speed se kahin upar.
Haveli me sab raat ka dinner kar ke rooms me ja rahe the.
Par living-room me thand BADH rahi thi.
Lights ek-ek karke dim.
Mahima apne room me ja rahi thi,
tabhi peeche se ek awaaz:
…thap… thap… thap…
Jaise koi nange pair chal raha ho.
Mahima palat gayi—
koi nahi.
Aarohi apne door se:
“Di… ye awaaz tumhe bhi sunayi di?”
Vedika:
“Hall me koi HAI.”
Teeno bahar aaye.
Hallway me ek lammmmba sa shadow
slowly wall par chadh raha tha.
Par problem ye—
shadow ka source koi insaan hi nahi tha.
Mahima trembling:
“Yeh… wohi hasti hai na?
jisne humari jaan bachayi thi?”
Par is baar—
shadow ne peeche mudkar
unhe directly DEKHA.
Eye-shape form hua.
Deep… glowing…
par insani nahi.
Aarohi ka heartbeat crash:
“Yeh… devta nahi hai…”
Vedika whisper:
“Ye hume dekh rahi hai…”
Shadow ne ek word bola—
jo teenon ko shock me daal gaya:
“…aaya…”
Aarohi ro padi:
“Kaun aaya??”
Shadow:
“…wo.”
aur phir hawa me ghul gaya.
Haveli ki chhat par
neeli bijli jaisa ek flash.
Astral-Akshat halki outline me appear.
Face blur.
Energy unstable.
Breathing nahi, sirf vibration.
Woh confuse:
“Main… yahan… kaise?”
Uske saamne hawa me ek laconic shape:
ek aurat ki spirit…
lekin is baar CHEHRA nahi dikh raha.
Just a dark silhouette.
Aur uska swar:
“Maine tumhe bulaya.”
Akshat:
“Tum kaun ho?”
Spirit:
“Tumhare ghar ka dard.”
Akshat ka dil thand ho gaya.
Spirit slow tone me:
“Tum soche ho Rajwanshi ne tumse paap kiya…
par yeh kahani utni simple nahi.
Jise tum dushman samajh rahe ho…
wo bhi kisi aur ke liye shikar tha.”
Akshat stunned.
“Matlab…?”
Spirit:
“Badla sirf ek taraf ka nahi hota, Akshat.”
Aur spirit vanish.
Astral-link break.
Akshat ZOR se ground pe doob gaya.
Mahaguru ne mantra chhod diya.
Khaeryon ne Akshat ka astral-body catch kiya.
Akshat zameen pe padte hi
tezi se saans lene laga.
Neeli energy aaj rage form me thi.
Guruji:
“Kya dekha tumne?”
Akshat shake karte hue:
“Guruji…
koi hasti… mujhe haveli le gayi…
aur keh rahi thi…
Rajwanshi paap ka sach…
abhi tak mujhe pata nahi.”
Khaeryon shock me:
“Ye koi random rooh nahi thi.
Ye wohi entity hai jo haveli me dikh rahi thi.”
Mahaguru ka face finally tension me:
“Nahi, Akshat.
Woh rooh nahi…
WO TUMHARI KARM-BINDER HAI.”
Akshat freeze.
“Karm… binder?”
Mahaguru:
“Jo tumhari aatma ko tumhare past ke saath bandh rakhti hai.
Aur jab tak wo hasti jaagti rahegi…
tumhara badla incomplete rahega.”
Akshat ki aankhen shock me:
“Toh…
mere badle ka asli villain…
Rajwanshi nahi?”
Guruji ne aankhen band ki:
“Beta…
sach abhi sirf shuru hua hai.”
Andhera aur gehra ho gaya.
“Karm-Binder Ka Pehla Roop Aur Rajwanshi Haveli Ka Sabse Bada Sach Hilna”
Raat Aravali aur Jaipur dono par ek jaisi bhaari ho chuki thi.
Hawa ruk gayi thi.
Jaise prakriti bhi ruk kar dekh rahi ho—
karm ka pehla asli dhakka.
Akshat abhi bhi aasram ki zameen par baitha saans normal kar raha tha,
jab Mahaguru Devendra Nath uske saamne gheri nazron se ruk gaye.
Khaeryon thoda peeche khada—
par uska mask bhi unusual vibration show kar raha tha.
Guruji ne dheere se kaha—
“Jo tumne dekha… wo rooh nahi thi.
Wo tumhara karm-binder hai.”
Akshat ki heartbeat ruki.
“Ye karm-binder hota kya hai?”
Mahaguru:
“Jab kisi parivar me ek paap ko chhupaya jaata hai…
tab ek aatma band jaati hai.
Uska kaam hota hai—
parivar ke sach ko kabhi bahar na aane dena.”
Khaeryon entered:
“Wo tumhare parivar se judi hai.”
Akshat:
“…Par usne mujhe haveli kyun bulaya?”
Mahaguru ne aage dekhte hue jawab diya:
“Kyuki tum sach ke kareeb ja rahe ho.”
Haveli ke andar tension thick ho chuki thi.
Mahima abhi bhi hall ke beech खड़ी थी…
kandhe kaanpte hue.
Aarohi uske paas:
“Di… tum theek ho?”
Mahima ke hoth sukh gaye.
Awaaz toot rahi thi:
“Woh… woh aakar… humari taraf DEKH raha tha…”
Vedika dar ke mare wall se chipak gayi.
“Woh rakshak tha na?
Jisne pehle humari jaan bachayi…?”
Mahima ne dheere se sir hilaya—
“Nahi…”
Aarohi gasp:
“Nahi?”
Mahima ki aankhon me aansu aa gaye:
“Pehle jisne humari jaan bachayi thi…
uski presence glowing thi…
par ye jo aaj raat aaya…
uski presence thandi thi—
bilkul suni… bilkul khaali.”
Vedika ki aankhen phat gayi.
“Ye matlab wo koi aur hai?”
Mahima ne mirror ki taraf dekha—
jo aaj bhi halka distort ho raha tha.
“Woh… usne kaha ‘aaya’…
par kis ke liye?”
Teeno chup.
Unki saansein ek dusre me ulajh chuki thi.
Unhe nahi pata tha—
Akshat ka astral-form us pal unki chhat par tha.
Guruji jaise hi mantra chhodte,
Akshat ki aankhen ek dum jalne lagi.
Pupils neele se laal ki taraf shift.
Khaeryon shocked:
“He’s overheating!”
Akshat zameen pakad kar baitha,
abhi bhi spirit ki awaaz dimag me ghoom rahi thi—
“Jis raat tum bache…
ek aur bachcha mara.”
Akshat:
“Ye… kaun tha?”
Mahaguru ne pehli baar awaaz unchi ki:
“Bas!
Woh line repeat mat karo.
Tum ready nahi ho!”
Ye sunte hi Akshat behosh nahi—
gussey se uth kar khada ho gaya.
“Guruji!
Agar koi bachcha mara tha…
toh mujhe sach bataiye!”
Guruji ka nazar neeche jaa gaya.
Khaeryon ne bhi aankhen chura li.
Atmosphere silent.
Insane tension.
Guruji ne dheere se kaha:
“Wo raat… jisse tum ‘paap-ki-raat’ kehte ho…
usme tumhare parivar me koi aur bhi tha.”
Akshat shock:
“KAUN?”
Guruji:
“Woh rooh tumhe bata degi.
Shayad usse hi sach kehne ka adhikaar hai.”
Akshat ka dil darlag gaya.
Karm-binder koi simple cheez nahi thi.
Wo sach ki guardian thi.
Raat ke clock ne 3 baje ki ghanti bajayi.
Teeno behne apne kamron me jaane wali thi—
par tabhi haveli me
ek dum se
temperature 10 degree nahi, 20 degree neeche gir gaya.
Aarohi ne saans me dhooan nikalte dekha.
“Di… kya AC on hai??”
Mahima:
“Nahi… sab off…”
Tabhi…
TAK— TAK— TAK—
Haveli ke basement ka iron door khud se hilne laga.
Vedika cheekh padi:
“Basement to saaloooo se band hai!”
Mahima ka dil phoott padta:
“Basement… jaha se…
Dadaji kisi ko neeche jaane hi nahi dete…?”
Door aur zor se hilne laga.
TAK—TAK—TAK—TAK—TAK—
Teeno behno ke pair tharr.
Basement ka door ek pal ke liye rukta hai…
…aur phir
andar se
koi halki si awaaz
umeed ke bina
thandi aur toti hui
bolta hai—
“…koi… hai…”
Aarohi behoshi me girne hi wali thi.
Vedika ro padi.
Mahima ice-cold ho gayi.
Ye awaaz insani nahi thi—
par bilkul bhi woh shadow-wali nahi.
Ye awaaz…
KISI CHHOTE BACHCHE KI THI.
Akshat training yard me chilla pada:
“BASEMENT!”
Mahaguru aur Khaeryon dono ek jhatke me palte.
Guruji:
“Tumhe ye naam kaise feel hua?”
Akshat ne apna seena pakad liya.
Heart pulsing like a drum.
“Guruji…
wo rooh mujhe keh rahi thi…
mera sach… haveli ke neeche dabha hua hai.”
Mahaguru ki aankhen finally dar se bhar gayi.
“Beta…
Rajwanshi basement…
wo jagah paap ka garbh hai.”
Khaeryon:
“It means the binder is waking.”
Akshat:
“Main janta hoon.”
Aur wo seedha aasman ki taraf dekhta hai—
Eyes glow into dual light (blue + red).
Body static.
Air crackling.
Akshat: “Woh chhupa hua bachcha… kaun tha…?”
Hawa ne jawab diya
—ya shayad us entity ne—
“…Tumhara hum-umar.”
Akshat ka seena literally freeze.
“PRACHAND SĀDHNA – SHAKTI KA VIDYUT-JAAGRAN”
Aravali ki raat us din asmaan par ek ajeeb si sannata lekar aayi thi—
na hawa chal rahi thi,
na koi janwar ki aawaz,
na koi patte hil rahe the.
Jaise prakriti bhi ruk kar dekhna chahti ho…
aaj Akshat ke saath hone wala kya hai.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath aur Shadow Watcher Khaeryon dono ek pattharon se ghiray gol chabootre ke beech khade the.
Maha-yantra ka chakrakar mandal ab pehli baar purn roop se jagruk tha—
rekhayen neela-shwet tej phenkti,
dhool upar udti,
aur beech ka bindu dhadak raha tha…
jaise koi zinda hriday ho.
Akshat mandal ke kinaare khada tha.
Aaj uski aankhon me daraavani shaanti thi.
Wo jaanta tha—
ye sadhana uski zindagi ko do hisson me baant degi:
Pehle ka Akshat… aur baad ka Akshat.
Mahaguru ne haath uthaye.
“Akshat,” unki awaaz gahri aur akash me goonjti,
“aaj se tum Vidyut-Shakti ki sadhana shuru karoge.
Ye shakti na roshni hai… na andhera.
Ye dono ka sangam hai—
Brahma ka prakash aur Kaal ka ghor tam.
Iska dharan sirf wahi kar sakta hai jiske mann me badla jalta ho…
par antarmann me satya ki roshni ho.”
Khaeryon ne dheere se bola,
“Are you ready, warrior?”
Akshat ne sir jhukaya.
“More than ever.”
Mahaguru ne apni aasani se ek kathor sach sunaaya:
“Ye sadhana safal bhi ho sakti hai… aur tumhari deh ko bhasm bhi kar sakti hai.
Phir bhi jaana chahte ho?”
Akshat ne ashcharya janak shaanti se jawab diya—
“Jo main kho chuka hoon… uske baad mujhe jalne ka darr nahi.”
Mahaguru ke hothon par ek halki si muskaan aayi—
wo pehli baar Akshat ke andar adhuri agni ka poora tevar dekh pa rahe the.
---
Mahaguru ne apne aasan ka mudra badla.
Khaeryon ne apni shadow-blades ko sir ke upar ghumaya—
instant hawa chakrakar ghoomne lagi.
“Akshat,” Mahaguru garje,
“deep breathing kar…
man ko khaali kar…
aur apni sharir ki har naadi ko hawa ki tarah halka hone de.”
Akshat ne ankhen band ki.
Uska sharir dheere se halka hone laga—
jaise hawa me bante huye dhund ka ek tukda.
Phir Mahaguru ne dasht-rune activate kiya—
Mandal ke beech se tez neela prakash Akshat ki taraf aaya.
Jis vatavaran me thodi der pehle shaanti thi,
ab waha vidyut ki gungunahat bhar gayi.
Khaeryon ne ek sharp whisper diya:
“Brace yourself…”
Tez bijli jaisa prakash sidha Akshat ke seene me ghusa—
ek pal ke liye uska sharir zameen se do inch upar uth gaya.
“Ahhh—!!”
Wo chikha nahi… bas uski saanse tez ho gayi.
Sharir me aisa lag raha tha jaise aag aur barf ek sath daud rahi ho.
Mahaguru ki awaaz sachai ka teer thi—
“Ye bijli nahi… ye tumhari suppressed emotions ka prakash hai.
Tumhare aansu, tumhara dard, tumhara dhokha, tumhara apmaan—
sab ek roop me ekatra ho kar shakti ban rahe hain.”
Akshat ka sharir kampne laga.
Zameen ke niche ki mitti crack karne lagi.
“TODH DE USSE, AKSHAT!” Khaeryon garja.
“DON’T LET IT BREAK YOU— BREAK THE LIMIT!”
Phir… BOOMMM!!
Ek zor ka dhakka aaya—
aur Akshat piche girta-girta ruk gaya.
Uski chaal ladkhada rahi thi,
par aankhon me bijli thi.
Mahaguru ne gahri sans chhodi.
“Aaj tumne Vidyut-shakti ka pehla sparsh mehsoos kiya.
Par pehla sparsh… sirf ek invitation hota hai.
Ab tumhe isse apna banana hoga.”
---
Akshat ne aankhen kholi.
Uski iris me pehli baar electric blue aura chamki.
Peechhe zameen par chhote-chhote blue sparks chamak rahe the.
Ye pehli baar tha—
ki shakti ne use chuna tha…
na ki usne shakti ko.
Mahaguru dheere se bole:
“Tum ab sirf Akshat nahi rahe.
Tum ek chalti hui urja ho…
jise na astra rok sakta,
na mantr,
na shraap.”
Khaeryon ne uske kandhe par haath rakha.
“Welcome to the next stage, brother.”
Akshat ki awaaz dheemi par tez thi,
“Now I’m ready for whatever comes.”
Mahaguru ne pehli baar ek kathor vaakya bola:
“Whatever is coming… it is not ready for YOU.”
---
Aravali ki subah kuch alag thi.
Aasmaan me ek patli, chandi jaisi roshni phaili thi…
jaise raat aur din ke beech ka dooriyaan ek pal ke liye ruk gayi ho.
Aaj Akshat ka Shadow-Speed + Vidyut-Drive dono ka milan hone wala tha—
wo sadhana jise keval pralaya-yoddha hi jhel sakte the.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath ne apna seesh uthaya,
samne khade Akshat ko dekha…
aur unki aankhon me ek kathor, bhavishyavaani jaisi tej chamak uthi.
“Akshat,” unhone gehera saans le kar kaha,
“aaj hum tumhari Vidyut-Shakti ko
Shadow Watchers ki Teevr-Gati ke saath milaayenge.
Jab ye dono ek ho jaate hain…
to yoddha… prakriti ka niyam tod deta hai.”
Khaeryon ne dheere se bola,
“Speed is not movement…
Speed is existence.
And today… you will shift your existence.”
Akshat ne dil me ek ajeeb si khamoshi mehsoos ki—
jaise kuch bada badalne wala ho.
Khaeryon ne ek sharp gesture kiya
aur zameen par uske chaaro taraf ka andhera
turannt hila,
uthा,
aur ghoomne laga.
“Shadow-Speed ka pehla niyam,”
Khaeryon ki aawaz theli ki dhaar jaisi thi,
“Agar nazar tumhe dhundh sake…
to tum slow ho.”
Akshat ne aankhen jhuka di.
Ye test mushkil nahi…
behosh kar dene wala tha.
Khaeryon ne haath uthaya—
aur ek hi pal me wo hawa me gaayab ho gaya.
Bas SWOOSH
SWWRRRRT
aur
PHASHHH!!
ke hawai jhatke sunayi diye.
Akshat ne pehli baar ek cheez mehsoos ki—
chalne ki nahi…
gati ka sannata.
“Use follow karo!” Mahaguru garje.
Akshat ne apni vidyut-shakti jagayi…
apne pairon ke neeche hawa ne tik-tik karna shuru kiya.
Uska sharir halka hua…
phir aur halka…
phir—
Wo ek jhatke me 10 feet aage pahunch gaya.
Par ab bhi slow.
Khaeryon uske kaan ke paas fufka,
“But can you move…
before you decide to move?”
Akshat samajh gaya—
ye speed ka nahi,
awareness ka test tha.
Usne aankhen band ki.
Hawa ki disha suni.
Shadow ki halki garm-dhool mehsoos ki.
Khaeryon ke kataro ka halkasa vibration mehsoos kiya.
Aur phir…
Wo ek pal me
ek boulder ke peeche,
phir ped ki chaaya me,
phir mandal ke paas—
aate jaate raha.
Khaeryon ruk gaya.
“Good,”
usne hansi dabai,
“very good…
tumne apne sharir ko nahi chalaya—
tumne intent ko chalaya.”
Mahaguru ne turant agla phase announce kar diya:
“Aur ab… Vidyut-Drive.”
Mahaguru ne apne haath mandal ke beech rakhe.
Zameen me phir se bijli ka tejas chala.
“Akshat,”
unki aawaz guhree aur aag jaise thi,
“Vidyut-shakti tumhare sharir me nahi…
tumhari heartbeat me band hai.
Jab tum emotion se hilte ho…
ye shakti tumhe tod deti hai.
Jab tum emotion ko direction dete ho…
ye shakti tumse duniya todwa deti hai.”
Akshat ne aankhen band ki.
Dhadkan tez hone lagi—
THUMP… THUMP… THUMP…
Mahaguru garje:
“Apni heartbeat ko control nahi
command karo!”
Then it happened—
Akshat ne dhadkan ko dheere-dheere slow kiya…
THUMP…
THUMP…
THUMP…
Phir usne ek pal ke liye
apna dard,
apna gussa,
apna apmaan
yaad kiya…
Aur Dhadkan ek jhatke me phat padhi—!!
Zameen par bijli ki lambi dhararein nikal gayi.
Khaeryon peeche khisak gaya.
Mahaguru ki aankhon me pehli baar
ashcharya ka rang aaya.
“Impossible…”
Khaeryon fufka.
“He generated raw lightning from emotion control alone…”
Mahaguru ne haath baandhkar kaha:
“Nahi, Khaeryon.
Isne Vidyut-Drive ka janm kar diya.”
Khaeryon aur Mahaguru ek dusre ko dekhne lage.
Dono jaante the—
ye final phase Akshat ke liye asaan nahi hoga.
“Akshat…”
Mahaguru ki aawaz me bhavishya baandha hua tha,
“Agar tum iss fusion ko jhel gaye…
to tumhare kadmo ki awaaz bhi
kaal ka sanket ban jayegi.”
Khaeryon aage bada.
“Shadow-Speed tumhe hawa se tez banati hai…
Vidyut-Drive tumhe prakash se tez bana degi.
In dono ka fusion tumhe…
invisible bana sakta hai.”
Akshat ne dheeme se kaha,
“Let’s try.”
Khaeryon ne attack stance liya.
Mahaguru ne mantra uchchaaran shuru kiya.
Aas-paas ki hawa jamne lagi,
zameen me energy bharne lagi.
“READY…”
Khaeryon garja.
Akshat ka sharir dhundla hua…
phir aur dhundla…
phir—
FZZZTTT—SHHH—!!
Ek pal ke liye
Aravali ke chhote saikdo ped
ek saath jhuke.
Hawa me ek tez vibration sa chala…
jaise koi
ek saath do jagah ho.
Khaeryon freeze ho gaya.
Uske peechhe Akshat khada tha…
aur samne bhi.
Mahaguru dheeme se bole—
voice trembling with shock:
“Ye… ye to…
Twin-Phase Shadow Projection…
jo tak shadow-watchers bhi nahi kar paaye…”
Khaeryon ne dheere se aakhri sentence bola:
“Mahaguru…
humne ek yoddha nahi banaya…
ek phenomenon jagaya hai.”
Nice and lovely update....
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Bahut hi badhiya update diya hai Akshat0001 bhai....
“Phase-Shift ka Darr… aur Akshat ka Pehla Doobna”
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Raat aasram ke upar bilkul khaamos thi.
Na hawa…
na patton ki khanak…
na koi pakshi ki aawaaz.
Jaise poora Aravali ruk kar dekh raha ho—
aaj Akshat kya banne wala hai.
Khaeryon ek purani stone-platform ke paas khada tha.
Aas-paas hawaa me ek ajeeb sa pressure tha.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath ne aaj kuch zyada hi kathor training rakhi thi.
Kyuki Phase-Shift…
shakti nahi—
par ek khatra hai.
Khaeryon ne dheemi aawaz me kaha,
“Phase-Shift woh shakti hai jisme tum hawa nahi… zameen nahi… kahin bhi nahi hote.
Agar galti hui…
to tum wapas hi nahi aaoge.”
Uski laal aankhen ek second ko Akshat se mili.
“Ek second ki galti = hamesha ke liye khaali-pan me kho jana.”
Akshat ne saans andar kheechi.
“Main darne nahi aaya. Sikhne aaya hoon.”
Khaeryon ke mask ke peeche ek halki si muskan aayi.
“Bas isi liye tum farq ho.”
---
Mahaguru Devendra Nath dhyaan mudra me baithe the.
Unke aas-paas ki hawa unki saans ke saath hil rahi thi—
jaise environment unka anushasan maRa ho.
Unhone aankhen kholi.
“Akshat… Phase-Shift tumhare shareer ko nahi, tumhari aatma ko todta hai.
Aaj tumhari hadh test hogi.”
Akshat saamne aakar khada hua.
“Guruji, shuru kijiye.”
Mahaguru ne ek chhoti si rekha mitti par kheechi.
“Is rekha ko paar karne ki koshish nahi karna…
balki is rekha ko ‘mahsus’ karna.”
Akshat hairaan. “Sirf mahsus?”
Devendra Nath ki aawaz bhari ho gayi—
“Phase-Shift me tum dekhe hue, chhuye hue, sune hue sab kho dete ho.
Tum sirf… ‘hote’ ho.”
---
Mahaguru ne mantra uchchaara.
Hawa me vibration phail gaya.
Akshat ne aankhen band ki…
aur usi pal…
Duniya halki hone lagi.
Pehle pair…
phir haath…
phir seena…
phir awaaz…
phir heartbeat…
Sab kuch halka…
halka…
halka…
Khaeryon tense ho gaya.
“Guruji… yeh zyada deep ja raha hai!”
Devendra Nath ne haath uthakar use chup karaya.
“Chhodo. Yeh uski kismat ka daur hai.”
Akshat ko laga jaise uske pair zameen me doob rahe ho.
Nahi— zameen nahi.
Waqt me.
Khaali-pan me.
Shunyata me.
Uska ek hissa gayab hone laga.
Phir doosra.
Wo koi form nahi tha.
Bas ek halka sa dhuaan-jaisa astittva.
Khaeryon ek kadam aage badha—
“Yeh wapas nahi aa payega!”
Mahaguru ki aankhen deep ho gayi.
“Wahi to seekh raha hai.”
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Phase-shift ke beech Akshat ko apne saalon ka dard mehsoos nahi hua—
usne apna dard doobte hue dekha.
Bachpan ka torture…
Vedika ka roop…
Aarohi ka nafrat…
Mahima ka thukrana…
Papa ka thappad…
Dadaji ka shraap…
Sab ek-ek kar ke uske saamne
jaise koi sachchai ka paath padha raha ho.
Akshat ne pehli baar…
aawaz ke bina cheekha.
“MUJHE DOOBNA NAHI—
MUJHE NIKALNA HAI!”
Aur is cheekh me koi shabd nahi—
koi saans nahi—
sirf ichchha thi.
Aur Phase-shift ka pehla niyam tha:
“Jiski ichchha sabse gehri hoti hai… wo wapas aata hai.”
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Ek dum se hawa ka daura hua.
Ground ka mitti outer ring me udd gayi.
Khaeryon peeche hil gaya.
“Yeh kya—? Yeh to stable shift nahi thi!”
Akshat ek heavy thud ke saath zameen par gira.
Saans fast.
Heartbeat unstable.
Aankhen laal + neela milkar ek dangerous glow de rahi thi.
Devendra Nath ne geheri awaaz me kaha:
“Akshat… tum wapas aa gaye. Par—
Tumhare andar kuch aur bhi aa gaya.”
Khaeryon shocked.
“Matlab?!”
Guruji:
“Phase realm se ik chhota ‘tear’ tumhare andar chipak gaya hai.”
Akshat ne dhadkan rok kar poocha:
“Ye… kya karega?”
Mahaguru ne jawab diya:
“Tum kabhi-kabhi apne aap hi gayab hone lagoge.
Control ke bina.”
Akshat ka gala sukha.
“…par iska matlab?”
Khaeryon ne aankhon me laal chamak ke saath kaha:
“Iska matlab, hero—
agar tum control nahi seekh paaye…
to tum ek din puri duniya se hi gayab ho jaoge.
Hamesha ke liye.”
Aur hawa ek pal ke liye ruk gayi.
Jaise Aravali ne bhi Akshat ka darr sun liya ho.
---
Shakti mil rahi hai…
par saath me ek aisa khatra bhi
jo kisi rajwanshi tak pahunchne se pehle hi
Akshat ko mita dega.
---
Aravali ki raat ab pehle jaisi nahi thi.
Kuch pal pehle tak aasman bilkul shaant tha…
par ab hawa me ek ajeeb sa pressure tha—
jaise kisi ne hawa ki naso me bijli bhar di ho.
Akshat stone-ground par baitha tha, saans bhaari, heartbeat wild, aankhen glow-dark-purple jaisi.
Khaeryon uske 10 kadam door khada tha—
weapons ready.
Kyuki Phase-Shift tear koi mazak nahi hota.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath ne apni jap-mala ek taraf rakh di.
Unki aankhen gehrayee me utar chuki thi.
“Akshat,” unhone dheere par dridh swar me kaha,
“tumhaare andar jo ‘tear’ aaya hai…
wo tumhari marzi se nahi chalega.
Wo sirf darr, ghusse aur memory-pain par react karega.”
Akshat ne saans rok kar poocha,
“Matlab main control kho sakta hoon?”
Guruji ki awaaz thodi sardi hui—
“Kabhi bhi.”
---
(Teesri shakti ka dark side)
Akshat apne haath dekh raha tha.
Unke kinare phir se transparent ho rahe the—
jaise reality use pakad nahi paa rahi ho.
Khaeryon ne tension me kaha,
“Symptoms aa rahe hain… Guruji, yeh stable nahi hai!”
Devendra Nath ne haath uthaya.
“No. Let it happen.
Agar tum is shakti ka ‘dark side’ nahi samjhoge…
to tum isse kabhi kabhi niyantran nahi kar paoge.”
Akshat ne aankhen band ki—
Aur tabhi…
FLASH.
BLINK.
DISTORTION.
Uska aadha sharir dhundla hogaya.
Aadha real, aadha phase-me.
Khaeryon ek kadam peeche—
“Ye to half-existence ho raha hai!”
Mahaguru ne mantra shuru kiya,
par Akshat ka mind…
kisi aur jagah ja chuka tha.
---
Phase-tear ko dard chahiye hota hai.
Aur Akshat ke paas— dard ki kami nahi thi.
Uske dimaag me ek ke baad ek flash:
• Dadaji ka lafz: “Manhoos.”
• Vedika ki hasi: “Tu kuch nahi ban payega.”
• Aarohi ka dhakka: “Side ho ja!”
• Papa ka cold stare:
“Meri izzat kharab mat kar.”
• Mahima ka woh din—
jisme usne sirf isliye chillaaya kyuki Akshat usi route se guzar gaya tha.
Ye sab chhote tukdo me nahi…
ek violent wave ke roop me laut aa raha tha.
Rage.
Shame.
Loneliness.
Dard.
Sab ek saath phat pad gaye.
Akshat ki aankhen purple flame se bhadki.
“AUR KITNA DARD DUNGE TUM LOG…?”
Uski aawaz distorted.
Human + echo + shadow tone.
Khaeryon tension me:
“Guruji, ye control se bahar ho raha hai!”
Mahaguru:
“Bas ek aur level…
abhi mat roko!”
---
Hava charon taraf se chilayi.
Ground ke patthar crack.
Akshat ka sharir do layers me baat gaya:
• Ek real Akshat
• Ek purple-transparent phase shadow
Dono overlap…
dono disconnect…
dono dangerous.
“This is Phase-Rage,”
Khaeryon ne mask ke peeche se fufkaar bhari.
“Ye kisi mortal ka stage nahi hota.”
Mahaguru shant the.
“Akshat… apne aap ko suno.”
But Akshat sun nahi raha tha.
Wo sirf phatak raha tha.
“MAIN— GHAYAB— NAHI— HONA— CHAHTA!”
Har word ke saath uska shadow-body glitch kar raha tha.
Wo hawa me 2 second ko vanish…
phir thud se wapas.
Phir 5 second vanish…
phir blast ke saath return.
Ye unstable tha.
Bahut.
---
Ek moment aisa aaya…
Jisme Akshat poora ka poora
phase realm me slip ho gaya.
1 second.
2 seconds.
3 seconds.
Khaeryon cheekh pada:
“GURUJI! He’s not coming back!”
Mahaguru ne aankhen band ki,
hath zameen par rakha,
aur ek gajab ki shakti ground me utaari.
Aasman se aarti ki tarah ek dhaar utri—
light + mantra + vibration.
Wo seedha Akshat ke transparent form ke upar pada.
Aur tab…
Ek ZOR ka bhedna jaisa sound— THAAMMM!
Akshat zameen par aa gira.
Behosh.
Saans kamzor.
Heartbeat unstable.
Khaeryon bhaag kar uske paas.
“Ye mar sakta tha…
ye literally EXISTENCE loose kar raha tha!”
Mahaguru ne uske kapaal par haath rakha.
“Phase-Shakti kabhi vardaan nahi hoti…
wo ek aag hai.
Agar Akshat ne ise control kar liya—
to wo unbeatable hoga.
Agar nahi…
to wo duniya me kahin bhi dikhai nahi dega.
Kabhi nahi.”
---
Usne aankhen slowly kholi.
Neela glow kamzoor.
Purple glow almost gone.
“Guruji…”
usne dheeme se kaha,
“Mujhe laga… main khatam ho gaya.”
Mahaguru ki awaaz first time thodi soft thi:
“Shaktiyan kabhi tumhe nahi chunti…
tum apne dard se unhe bulaate ho.
Ab tumhe unhe sambhalna hoga…
warna ek din tum akela reh jaoge.”
Akshat ne haath jodkar berkata—
“I will control it.
Main gayab hone nahi doonga apne aap ko.”
Khaeryon uske shoulders pakadkar bola—
“And next time, hero…
agar tum slip hue…
to main tumhe khud ghaseet kar wapas laoonga.”
Akshat halki si muskuraya.
Pehli baar.
Sahi wale dosti ka ehsaas hua.
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Raat abhi bhi Aravali ke upar chipki hui thi—
lekin hawa ka temperature badal chuka tha.
Akshat, Khaeryon, aur Mahaguru Devendra Nath
ek bade stone-platform par khade the.
Aaj ka session simple nahi tha—
aaj Phase-Shakti ko control karna tha.
Phase-Rage ke baad
Akshat ka body abhi bhi thoda unstable tha,
jaise uske atoms thak gaye ho.
Lekin aankhon me ek naya determination tha.
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Mahaguru ne haath me brass ka chakra uthaya—
us par purani Kshatriya-shadow symbols bane the.
“Akshat,”
unhone dheere se kaha,
“aaj se tum gayab kab hona hai,
kitni der hona hai,
aur kaha hona hai…
ye sab tum control karoge.”
Khaeryon ne husky-voice me tease kiya—
“Try not to vanish permanently again.
I really don’t want to pull your shadow-butt back from phase realm twice.”
Akshat ne thoda hasa.
“Promise.”
Mahaguru:
“Shuru karo.”
---
(Foundation of control)
Akshat ne aankhen band ki.
Saans andar…
saans bahar…
par is baar saans nahi—
frequency control karni thi.
Mahaguru bolte gaye:
“Tumhara sharir solid nahi.
Tum vibration ho.
Aur vibration ko breath ke saath sync karo…”
Akshat ka haath transparent hone laga.
Lekin is baar uncontrolled nahi—
smooth.
Khaeryon impressed,
“Oh? Look at that…
hero finally learning.”
Mahaguru:
“Ab gayab mat hona…
sirf ‘patla’ hona.”
Akshat ne try kiya—
Aur uska poora body ek thin-shadow-layer jaisa ho gaya.
Na gayab…
na present…
ek middle state.
Balance perfect.
Mahaguru ne sir hila kar kaha,
“Achha.”
---
(Kaha vanish hona hai, choose karna)
Mahaguru ne 30 meter door ek wooden mannequin rakhi.
“Akshat.
Is baar tum hawa me vanish nahi honge.
Tum select karke vanish honge.”
“Kaha?”
“Mannequin ke peechhe.”
Akshat shocked,
“Matlab… main choose kar sakta hoon ki main kaha appear ho?”
“Yahi shakti ka main part hai.”
Khaeryon excited:
“Yes! Shadow-walk. Phase-jump.
Fastest movement in the world.”
Akshat ne saans li…
focus kiya…
uske aas-paas purple sparks…
BLINK!
Wo गायब.
Khaeryon: “Come on come on…”
0.3 second…
0.5 second…
1 second…
Aur—
THUMP!
Akshat mannequin ke peechhe appear hua.
Perfect spot.
Mahaguru ki aankhen thodi si chamki.
“Bahut acche.”
Khaeryon:
“Ab yeh speed fight me use hui…
to koi tumhe chhoo bhi nahi payega.”
---
(Gayab rahne ki limit badhana)
Mahaguru ne calmly bola:
“Ab bina rage…
bina panic…
sirf shakti…
tum 10 seconds tak gayab raho.”
Akshat ne try kiya.
1 second – smooth
3 second – stable
5 second – thoda distortion
8 second – body flicker
9 second – strain
10 second –
BAM!
Wo zameen par ek jhatke se aaya.
Breath heavy.
Shoulders dard.
Phase-energy pura khatam.
Khaeryon dauda,
“Easy, hero! This is extreme for beginners.”
Mahaguru kneel hue:
“Tumne 10 second hold kiya.
Ye… bohot bada achievement hai.
Shadow-walkers bhi starting me 4-5 second se upar nahi jate.”
Akshat ne kamzor hansi ki,
“Lag raha hai jaan hi nikal gayi.”
“Kyunki tum apne atoms ko dissolve kar rahe the.
Ye mazak nahi hai.”
---
(Ladte hue vanish + appear)
Khaeryon ne ek wooden staff uthaya.
“Chalo.
Isko ladayi me use karo.”
Akshat: “Abhi?? Main to chal bhi—”
SWISH!
Khaeryon ne us par staff maara.
Akshat reflexively—
BLINK!
Vanish.
Appear Khaeryon ke right side.
Khaeryon:
“Good! Again!”
Ek aur attack—
Akshat phir se phase-step.
Ek direction, fir doosri direction.
3rd hit—
Akshat ka body distort…
control slip…
Mahaguru garaj kar bole:
“BREATH SYNC!”
Akshat ne breath sync ki
aur control wapas aa gaya.
Fir—
THWACK!
Akshat ka staff Khaeryon ke shoulder par laga.
Khaeryon:
“Oye! That hurt—
GOOD JOB!”
Mahaguru:
“Phase-Control completed.
Ab tum shakti ka sahi roop seekhne ke layak ho.”
“Phase-Weapon Awakening: Jab Akshat Ka Pehla ASTR Vigrah Ban Kar Janm Leta Hai…”
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Raat Aravali par thodi aur gehri ho chuki thi.
Aakash ka andhera ab jaise thoda zinda sa lag raha tha—
jaise kuch hone wala ho.
Akshat training-platform ke beech me khada tha,
phase-energy abhi bhi uski skin ke neeche
garam sa tapak rahi thi.
Mahaguru Devendra Nath ne
ek purani, patthar ki peti uske saamne rakhi—
jis par shatabdi-purane shadow mantras likhe the.
Khaeryon thoda peeche ho kar
apne haath बांधे,
jaise kisi historic moment ka witness ho.
Mahaguru ne peti kholi
aur ek kaali dhaatu ka sphere bahar nikala.
Sphere dekhne me metal jaisa tha
par usse halka sa shadow-heat nikal raha tha.
“Akshat,” Mahaguru ne dheere se kaha,
“ab tumhari shakti ko ek roop milna chahiye.
Phase-wielders apna hathiyaar khud banate hain…
dimag se nahi…
dil se nahi…
prana-se.”
Akshat ne sphere ko dekha,
aur uske dil me ek ajeeb si halchal hui—
jaise sphere ke andar koi sone wala janwar jaag raha ho.
Khaeryon muskuraya,
“Ready for your first Astral-Weapon, hero?”
“Ye… kya banega?”
Akshat ne poocha.
Mahaguru:
“Ye tum decide nahi karte.
Ye tumhari shakti decide karti hai.”
---
Mahaguru ne Akshat ko sphere haath me diya.
“Eyes closed.
Breath steady.
Let your energy flood the core.”
Akshat ne aankhen band ki.
Jaise hi usne sphere ko tightly pakda—
uska pura body ekdum electric ho gaya.
Khaeryon jhat se ek barrier activate kar deta hai.
“Hold it, hero! Don’t let it overload!”
Mahaguru chanting start kar dete hain:
“Om Kaal-Vyomaya Namah…
Om Chhaya-Shastraya Namah…”
Sphere ab glow nahi…
pighal raha tha—
ek black-purple iccha-shakti ke maadham se.
Akshat ka control slip hona shuru.
Uska body half-phase hone laga:
Haath transparent…
Chest flicker…
Pairo ka lower half hawa jaisa…
“Mahaguruuu… yeh ruk nahi raha!”
Akshat ki awaaz shaky thi.
Mahaguru garaj kar bole:
“Darr chhod do!
Shastra tumhara dar dar jayega!”
Khaeryon cheekh pada:
“Breathe, Akshat! BAS BREATH!”
---
Achanak—
CRAAAACK!
Sphere phat gaya.
Uske andar se ek liquid-shadow
Akshat ke haath par chadh gaya
jaise koi zinda cheez usse pakad rahi ho.
Akshat dard se chilla utha,
“AAAHHH!”
Aur uska pura body phase-ripple me gaya—
ek vaar phir.
Mahaguru ne chanting aur tezi se ki.
Khaeryon ne barrier double kiya.
Liquid-shadow ab shape banana shuru kar raha tha—
pehle ek flame…
phir ek blade…
phir ek spear…
phir wapas liquid…
Ye confused tha.
Akshat ka heart-rate bhi unstable tha.
Mahaguru ne shanti se bola:
“Tumhara astr apni pehchaan dhoond raha hai.
Tumhari andar ki sabse gehri chingari…
sabse gehra gussa…
sabse gehri raksha…
ye sab mila kar hi weapon banega.”
Akshat ne aankhen kholi.
Uski nazar me:
Sab flash hone laga.
Aur phir—
WHOOM!
Liquid-shadow ek dum solid hone laga.
---
Ground par ek zordaar dhamaka hua.
Sand hawa me uchhal gayi.
Jab dhool saaf hui…
tab Akshat ke haath me
kuch tha.
Ek sphere nahi.
Ek dagger nahi.
Ek sword bhi nahi.
Wo tha—
ek teen-nokh wala, adaptable weapon
jiska dhatu real nahi lag raha tha.
Jaise half-solid, half-shadow ho.
Its design:
✔ Center prong: pure purple-white phase-energy
✔ Side prongs: black-shadow density
✔ Handle: living-metal jaisa, jaise saans le raha ho
✔ Edges: matter ko cut nahi… phase-through kar sakte hain
Khaeryon shock me:
“A… trident?
Ye… ye shadow realm ka sabse rare weapon hai!”
Mahaguru dheere se bole:
“Ye tumhara Astra-Roop hai, Akshat.
Phase jaat me ise ‘Trivector’ kehte hain.”
Akshat ne usse pakda—
aur weapon ekdum hil gaya,
jaise usse pehchan raha ho.
Weapon ki aawaz jaise Akshat ke dimag me boli:
“Main tumhara hoon.”
Mahaguru ne respect se head jhukaaya.
“Kamal ki baat…
Tumhari shakti teen dishaon me kaam karti hai:
Raksha, Gussa, Nyaya.
Isliye teen-nokh ka Astra janm hua.”
Akshat ki aankhen bhar aayi.
“Ye… mera hai?”
Mahaguru muskuraye:
“Ye tumhare jeevan ka pratham astr hai.
Tumhari pehli pehchaan.
Aur tumhari pehli zimmedari.”
“Ab Akshat ke paas sirf shakti nahi…
ek Astra hai.
Aur Astra ka matlab hai—
uska pehla kadam yuddh ki raah par.”
Nice and beautiful update....
Haiwaan
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