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“Aaj ka din woh hai jiska sab intezaar kar rahe the!!
Naya Tyrant vs Purana Tyrant!!
Ochyra University!! vs Faraday University!!”
“WOOOO!!”
Logon ka samundar cheekh utha.
Puray Ring of Tenacity mein shor, roshni aur junoon ka toofan tha.
Har taraf se cheekhne, chillaane ki awaazein, log pehli manzil tak chipak kar kharay the.
Ye koi aam din nahi tha — yeh woh din tha jisme Rosie ki taqdeer likhi jaane wali thi.
Backroom mein Rosie bechaini se apne haath mror rahi thi.
Uske chehre par paseene ki boondein chamak rahi thin.
Uske liye ye sirf aik tournament nahi, poori zindagi ka sawaal tha.
Adhara paas aayi, usne Rosie ke kandhe par haath rakha,
“Relax Rosie, itna ghabra mat. Ye sirf aik match hai. Dil laga ke ladho, tum theek rahogi.”
Rosie ne halka sa sar hila diya, lekin dil mein socha,
“Agar ye sirf aik match hota… toh main itni darrti nahi.”
Usne aankh uthai —
Sikandar saamne khada tha, hathyaaron ki table par rakkhi talwaron ko ghoor raha tha.
Sikandar ne bhi Rosie ki nazar mehsoos ki.
Usne halki si muskurahat di — pur-aitemad aur sakoon bhari.
Rosie ne foran nazar hata li.
“Ye Sikandar hai… woh asaani se nahi haarega.”
---
Magar Sikandar ke dil mein bhi tufaan barpa tha.
“Khud ko control karo… tum kar loge. 30% stat reduction ke bawajood bhi jit sakte ho.”
Usne khud se kaha, lekin uske haath tloaron par thehre nahi.
Woh har talwar ko uthata, chalaata, phir wapas rakh deta.
“Kuch toh ghalat hai… koi bhi talwar mujhse match nahi kar rahi.”
Aakhir usne aik random talwar uthai aur Miss Hera ke paas gaya.
“Miss Hera, main dekh kar aata hoon ke koi aur weapon milta hai ya nahi.”
Hera ne bhauen charhain,
“Kya matlab? Das talwarein yahan hain, aur tumhe koi pasand nahi aayi?”
Sikandar ne kandhe uchkaye,
“Nahi, bas zara check kar loon. Zyada der nahi lagay gi.”
“Match 30 minute mein start hai! Late mat hona!” Hera ne chillakar kaha.
Sikandar ne sir hila diya aur backroom se nikal gaya.
“Faraday University ne mujh par assassins bheje the… in par bharosa nahi kiya ja sakta. Shayad weapons mein bhi kuch chhed-chaad ho.”
Lekin dil ki bechaini kam nahi ho rahi thi.
Shayad shak ki wajah se… ya kisi aur cheez se.
---
Sikandar hallway mein aimlessly chal raha tha.
Dimagh uljha hua, qadam be-maqsad.
“System se sword khareed loon? Lekin gold kam hai… aur sirf aik fight ke liye?”
Ye soch kar usne thoda sar hilaya, phir bathroom ki taraf badh gaya.
Andar ja kar usne talwar ek taraf phenki,
Sink on kiya, aur muh par pani maara.
Splash!
“Kya masla hai mujh mein? Dil itna ghabra kyun raha hai?”
Saansen bhari ho rahi thin, hawa bhi jaise bhaari lag rahi thi.
Usne collar ke button khole aur gehri saans li.
Phir achanak ek soch dimagh mein aayi —
“SCO… woh Anti-Awakened Organization… maine kal poori duniya ke samne Black Lightning use ki thi! Unhe ab tak pata lag gaya hoga…”
Ye sochte hi uska dil zor se dhadakne laga.
“Kya isliye main andar se bechain hoon? Kya woh mujhe dhoond lenge?”
Usne dobara paani uthaya aur muh par dala —
Aur phir… jam gaya.
---
Pani nahi… Khoon tha.
Ghaara, laal, garam khoon — jo uske chehre se beh raha tha.
Sikandar peeche hata, aankhen khul gayin.
Haath dekhe — khoon mein doobe hue.
Sink se bhi khoon ubal raha tha, aur zameen par gir raha tha.
Tabhi ek system notification uske samne chamak uthi:
<Sudden Quest>
<Eternal Curse>
“User ne ek shaitani laanat trigger ki hai, jo use ek manhoos makhlooq se hamesha ke liye jor degi.
Jab tak user zinda hai, yeh laanat uske sath bandhi rahegi.
Is laanat ko todhne ka tareeqa dhoondo!”
Quest Reward: Performance ke hisaab se milayga.
Quest Failure: Maut.>
Sikandar ne yeh pad kar aankhein phailadi.
"Yeh kahan se aagaya? Yeh quest trigger kaise hua?"
Usne apna seena chua, saans abhi bhi bhari thi.
"System, yeh kya tha? Mujhe kya hua?"
<User ne ek curse trigger kiya hai>
"Yeh to mujhe pata hai," Sikandar ne gusse aur ghabrahat ke mix lehje mein kaha, "lekin yeh hua kaise?"
Lekin system khamosh tha.
Uski yeh khamoshi aur bhi zyada pareshan kar rahi thi.
Sikandar ne gehri saans li, apni talwar uthai aur wahan se nikal gaya — itna hila hua tha ke sink band karna bhi bhool gaya.
Us makhlooq ke lafz abhi bhi uske zehan mein goonj rahe thay…
Ek aisi goonj jo dil ke andar tak utar gayi ho.
Jab usne darwaza khola, to achanak ruk gaya —
Darwaze ke samne ek aurat khadi thi.
Dono ek dusre ko dekh kar kuch pal ke liye sann reh gaye.
Phir aurat ne apna chehra sambhala aur muskuraayi.
Sikandar ne bhonain charhate hue kaha,
"Galat jagah aa gayi ho lagta hai, ladies’ toilet udhar hai."
Aur bina rukay uske paas se guzarta chala gaya.
Uska dimagh abhi bhi uljha hua tha, laanat, system aur woh makhlooq sab ek saath uske dimaagh mein ghoom rahe thay.
Lekin tabhi us aurat ki naram magar pur-asraar awaaz uske kaanon mein goonji —
“Tumhi ho na, Sikandar Silverstar?”
Sikandar ruk gaya.
Usne socha, "Yeh jagah to sirf Ochyra University ke representatives ke liye restricted hai… yeh kaun hai?"
Wo dheere se palta, “Tum kaun ho?”
Aurat bohot shaandar lag rahi thi — lambi, graceful, ek royal vibe thi uske har andaaz mein.
Uski kamar pe ek chamakdar talwar latak rahi thi jo pehli nazar mein hi mehngi lag rahi thi.
"Yeh to kisi bade khandan ki lagti hai," Sikandar ne socha.
Aurat halki si muskuraayi, “Main soch rahi thi tum mujhe pehchan loge… ab to dil tod diya tumne.”
Sikandar ne aankhein tang ki, “Maaf karna, mujhe yaad nahi ke hum kab mile thay.”
Aurat ke honton pe halki si hanssi phail gayi, “Tumne mere bhai ka mazaak udaane ke liye mera naam liya tha… yaad nahi?”
“Bhai?”
Sikandar ke zehan mein flash hua —
"Toh yeh Kevin ki bahan hai..."
Usne dheere se kaha, “Toh tum Kevin ki bahan ho.”
Ab usse waqai lag raha tha dono mein ek si shakl hai — wohi laal baal, wohi tez aankhen, aur ek royal confidence.
Aurat ne halka sa muskurate hue kaha,
“Tum waqai dilchasp ho, Sikandar. Bohot logon mein himmat nahi hoti mere bhai se aise baat karne ki.”
Sikandar hans pada, “Lagta hai Miss Luc, tumne ab tak kisi mard se mulaqat nahi ki.”
Usne aankhon mein chamak la kar jawab diya, “Lagta hai waqai nahi ki.”
Uska andaaz itna confident aur graceful tha ke Sikandar chahte hue bhi koi taunt nahi maar saka.
Phir uski nazar Sikandar ke haath mein talwar par gayi.
“Yeh sword... top student ke laayak nahi lagti,” usne halki taana maarte hue kaha.
Sikandar ne thoda jhijakte hue kaha,
“Main normally sword use nahi karta, yeh sirf Manticore ke liye thi.”
“Manticore?” usne halki muskaan ke sath kaha, “Waqai ek dilchasp dushman hai.”
Phir usne apni talwar ko pakra — aur bina warning ke talwar kheench li!
BLITZ!
Bijli ki awaaz goonji, hawa kaat di gayi, aur Sikandar piche hat gaya.
Aurat ne talwar ghumaayi, uske aas-paas hawa mein electric sparks naachne lage.
“Silver Copious Sword, rank seven Heaven Lightning Elementalist ka kaam hai,” usne fakhar se kaha.
Sikandar ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi.
Talwar ka naqsh, uska weight, uska glow — sab kuch behtareen tha.
Phir achanak us aurat ne talwar uski taraf uchhal di.
Tap!
Sikandar ne talwar pakdi — aur jhat se uske andar se ek powerful current guzra, lekin usne kuch mehsoos nahi kiya.
Bijli uske sath mild ho gayi, jaise use apna maanne lagi ho.
Usne halki se smile ke sath talwar hawa mein ghumaayi —
BLITZ!
Hawa cheekh uthi.
Ek hi lafz uske dil se nikla — "Be-misaal!"
Aurat ne pyaar bhare lehje mein pucha,
“Pasand aayi talwar?”
Sikandar ne aankhon mein hairani ke sath kaha,
“Yeh... behtareen hai. Maine aisi talwar pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi ki.”
Aurat uske paas aayi,
uske collar ko halka sa theek kiya, aur dheere se boli —
“Main yeh talwar tumhe udhaar de rahi hoon… par bhoolna mat, wapas karni hai.”
Usne halki si tap Sikandar ki back par mari — ( back ki jaga G likhna tha but mai to shreef sa writer hun kuch Ganda nahi likhta)
aur bina kuch aur kahe corridor se chal di.
Jab wo corner tak pohnchi, ruk kar palat gayi,
aur muskura kar boli,
“Mil kar acha laga, Sir Sikandar Silverstar... aur haan, Good Luck!”
Sikandar khamosh reh gaya.
Usne haath mein chamakti talwar dekhi,
phir apni back ko chhuwa.
Pocket ke Andar ek note tha.
Usne khola:
“157-555... Call me if you want to meet — Sara Luc.”
Sikandar ne dheere se note fold kiya,
phir usi raaste ki taraf dekha jahan wo gayi thi,
aur muskurate hue kaha:
“SARA… huh.”
---
Ochyra University ke representatives backroom mein the.
Room ka mahaul garm tha—na sirf tension ka, balkay jazbe ka bhi.
Sab students aik circle mein baith kar aankhen band kiye dua kar rahe the… tournament ki kamyabi ke liye.
Ye un sab ke liye pehla mauqa tha.
Ochyra University ke pehle saal ke students ka ye sabse bara event tha — unka pehla moka apna naam roshan karne ka.
Tony ne sabko briefing di, uski awaaz mein bharosa aur josh tha.
"Yaad rakho," usne kaha,
"First round sirf control ka hai. Focus rakho. Tumhe utni hi mana use karni hai jitni tum perfectly control kar sako. Dekho—"
Uske haath halki si grey chamak se roshan huay.
Thodi der mein hawa mein mana ke zarre ikatthe hone lage, aur dheere dheere ek metallic talwar uske samne banne lagi.
Wo talwar poori tarah materialize ho gayi — lagbhag teen meter lambi, aur mana se bharpoor.
Tony ne use pakda, apne kandhe par rakha, aur muskura kar bola:
"Bas aise hi. Jaldi karne ki zarurat nahi. Kam az kam aik talwar zarur bana lena. Tumhe speed, durability, aur power pe judge kiya jaayega — agar speed nahi ho to doosri do cheezon pe focus karo."
Sab ne aik saath sir hila kar tasdeeq ki.
Ochyra University ka naam unke kandhon par tha.
Hera ne un sab ko dekha aur naram muskurahat ke saath kaha:
"Main sab kuch dekhungi… so do your best!"
Sab tayyar ho rahe the ke achanak announcer ki awaaz aayi—
unhe bulaya jaane wala tha.
Tony ne ek baar phir sab ki taraf dekha:
"Yaad rakho, hamara leader Sikandar abhi naya Awaken hua hai. Uske liye pehla round mushkil hoga, to tum sab uski kami puri karna!"
Ye keh kar Tony ne aas paas dekha, aur phir thoda pareshan hua,
"Ek minute… Sikandar kahaan hai?"
Hera ne turant kaha, "Wo talwar dhoondhne gaya tha, maine usse kaha tha ke 30 minute mein wapas aa jaye."
"Wo aa gaya hai," Adahra ne shaant lehje mein kaha.
Sab uski taraf ghur ke dekhne lage — kaise usse pata chal gaya ke Sikandar aa gaya hai?
Magar us waqt darwaza khula aur Sikandar tez qadam uthate hue andar aaya.
Sabka dhyaan uski kamar par bandhi talwar par tha.
Wo talwar abhi bhi scabbard mein thi, magar uske andar se bijli ki garaj mehsoos ho rahi thi.
"Sab mujhe aise kyun dekh rahe ho? Kya main late ho gaya?"
Sikandar ne maasoomi se poocha, aur sab hosh mein aaye.
Hera ne curious nazar se poocha:
"Ye talwar kahan se mili?"
Sikandar muskuraya, "Kisi ne udhaar di hai."
Ye sunkar sab hairan rahe gaye.
Rosie aur Adahra ne ek dusre ko dekha — “Kaun aisi extraordinary talwar usse udhaar de sakta hai?”
Arena shoor se bhar gaya.
Hazaroon logon ke beech Sikandar aur uski team ne entry li.
Bright lights un par padi, aur Tony ne unhe signal diya aage badhne ka.
Leader hone ke nate Sikandar sabse aage tha.
Wo crowd ki taraf haath hila kar muskuraya — ye Hera ki request thi.
Usne kaha tha, “Thoda friendly bano taake log tumhe pasand karein.”
Sikandar ne anichchha ke bawajood maan liya tha.
Aakhir ye uski university bhi thi.
Arena ke doosri taraf Faraday University ke representatives khade the.
Dono sides ke darmiyan ek translucent barrier tha jo unhe alag rakhta tha.
Announcer ne rules samjhaaye:
“First round hoga mana control ka. Har university se ek student random pick hoga aur wo apni mana control dikhayega.”
Sikandar ne saamne khade Faraday University ke logon ko dekha.
‘Paanch Fire Elementalist, ek Wind, ek Earth aur ek Water… bilkul expect kiya tha. Fire ke log Faraday mein famous hain,’ usne socha.
Un sab ke chehron pe aitmaad tha — jabke uski team ke chehre pe thoda dar.
Rosie to bilkul peeli pad gayi thi, bar bar gallery mein apne parents ko dhoondh rahi thi.
Ye to hona hi tha — Faraday University ek purani aur mashhoor jagah thi,
jabke Ochyra University nayi thi.
Pride aur confidence dono unke paas the.
Sikandar ki nazar Kevin par padi —
uske saamne likha tha:
<Kevin Luc>
Race: Human
Rank: Four (Early) – Hell Fire Elementalist
Strength: 42 (+56)
Agility: 61 (+10)
Intelligence: 82
… aur baqi stats bhi solid.
Sikandar ne apna status tab khola:
<Sikandar Silverstar – Weakened>
Race: High Werewolf
Level: 21
Strength: 66 (+68)
Agility: 34 (+2)
Mental: 42 (+32)
Intelligence: 52
Usne dheere se socha,
‘Mere stats 30% kam ho gaye hain, phir bhi Kevin ke barabar lag rahe hain… magar uski agility zyada hai, ye mushkil hoga.’
Phir uski nazar apni talwar par gayi.
‘Ye talwar to mujhe +50 strength de rahi hai?! Ye to kamaal ka weapon hai!’
Usi waqt usne dekha ke Kevin ke paas bhi ek fiery sword thi —
uski shape aur design usi jaisi thi, sirf element alag.
‘Toh ye wajah thi ke Sara ne mujhe ye di… dono swords same rank ke hain.’
Announcer ne chillaya:
“First round — Mana Control! Faraday University ke number 3 aur Ochyra University ke number 6 tayyar ho jaayein!”
Ochyra side se Ivy, jo number 6 pe thi, khamoshi se khadi hui.
Uske qadam theek the, magar Sikandar ne mehsoos kiya ke uske pair halkay se kaanp rahe hain.
Ye sirf ek competition nahi tha…
Ye unke sapnon, unki university aur unke jazbe ki pehli kasauti thi.
Faraday University ka number 3 competitor aik lamba sa, khubsoorat lekin ghamandi larka tha.
Uske lambay blonde baal hawa mein lahraye, aur uske maathay par ek chamakdaar neela daira tha — jaise paani ki roshni chhup kar chamak rahi ho.
Uske samne Ivy khadi thi — dono aik dosray ko tezi se tak rahe thay.
Dono Water Elementalists thay, aur unke darmiyan ka competitive pressure hawa mein bijli ki tarah chamak raha tha.
“Scoring teen cheezon par hogi,” announcer awaaz lagata hai,
“Speed of materializing your elemental weapon, uski durability, aur uski destructive power!”
Teen judges side mein baithe thay —
Ek Faraday University ka lecturer, doosra Tony (Ochyra University ka representative),
aur teesra aik neutral judge tha jo dono taraf se azaad tha.
“BEGIN!!”
Signal milte hi Faraday ka number 3 apne dono haath aage badhata hai.
Uske aas-paas ki hawa mein paani ka mana ghoom kar uske haathon ke darmiyan jama hone lagta hai.
Har koi dekh kar hairan reh gaya —
sirf chand seconds mein usne apna weapon shape karna shuru kar diya.
Ivy ne daant bhinch liye,
uski aik pal ki der ne number 3 ko pehle hi advantage de diya tha.
Magar woh bhi rukti nahi —
usne paani ka mana jama karna shuru kiya, thoda ahista zaroor tha lekin uska control behtareen tha.
Crowd dono ko cheer kar raha tha,
unhe dekh kar logon ko mehsoos ho raha tha ke yehi woh future Awakened hain jo unki duniya ki hifazat karenge.
Kuch hi der mein, Faraday ka number 3 apna weapon complete karta hai —
ek neela chamakdaar trident, jo intense water mana se bhara hua tha.
Uske andar paani vortex ki tarah ghoom raha tha,
aur uski energy sab kuch bhigo dene jaisi thi.
Ivy ne bhi apna weapon finish kiya —
ek char meter lamba paani ka spear, jo aik nazar mein hi dangerous lag raha tha.
Judges ne dono ke weapons ko dekha,
aur unke scores upar uthaye —
pehli category, speed.
Faraday University ka crest teenon judges ne upar uthaya.
Sab ne agree kiya — speed mein number 3 ne clearly Ivy ko hara diya.
Announcer ne zor se kaha:
“Speed category goes to Faraday University!!”
Ab dono apne weapons ko sambhalte hain,
jab achanak se —
ZOOOOONG!!
Aik vibrating mana wave hawa mein phail jaati hai!
Pura ground hilne lagta hai, dono ke elemental weapons tez vibration mein aa jaate hain.
Ivy ka spear larazne lagta hai,
uska concentration toot jaata hai.
Wave sirf weapon ko nahi — balkay unki mana flow aur dimagh par bhi asar kar rahi thi.
Rosie apni jagah par pareshan khari dekh rahi hoti hai,
usey bhi vibration feel ho rahi thi,
halankeh uske haath mein koi weapon nahi tha.
Sikandar ne ye sab dekha,
aur apne dil mein socha,
“The tension… woh khud par zyada pressure daal rahi hai.”
Faraday ka number 3 bhi struggle kar raha tha,
lekin tabhi vibration ruk gayi.
Dono ne gehri saans li,
aur apne weapons ko control mein karne ki koshish ki.
Ivy ka spear ab bhi laraz raha tha,
magar number 3 ka trident ab bilkul stable tha.
Judges ne apne crests uthaye —
Phir se teenon ne Faraday University ke liye vote diya.
Tony ne dil mein afsos kiya,
lekin fairness ke liye usne bhi Faraday ke haq mein haath uthaya.
Ivy ne apne trembling spear ko dekha aur hairan ho gayi,
“Ye ab bhi kyun laraz raha hai? Vibration to ruk gayi thi…”
Judge ne kaha,
“Ye vibration mana disruption ke sath aayi thi.
Jo weapon weak hoga, uska mana unstable ho jaayega — aur wo larazta rahega.”
Ye sunkar Ivy ne sar jhuka liya.
Woh pehli competitor thi… aur do points seedha haar gayi.
Koi bhi judge uske liye nahi tha.
Number 3 ne ghamandi muskurahat ke sath apna trident hawa mein uthaya,
aur crowd ko haath hila kar kaha:
“FARADAY!!”
Puri audience chillane lagi:
“FARADAY!! FARADAY!!”
Unke naraon se pura stadium goonj utha.
Kevin side mein khada muskuraya,
uske paas khade admi ne kaha,
“Ye uska confidence tod degi. Agar aise hi chalta raha to woh tournament mein hil jaayega.”
Kevin ne halka sa hans kar kaha,
“Woh chahe apni best form mein bhi ho… mujhse nahi jeet sakta.”
Uski nazar seedha Sikandar par thi,
jo khamoshi se Ivy ko dekh raha tha.
Kevin soch raha tha ke Sikandar Faraday ki jeet se ghabra gaya hai…
magar asal mein, Sikandar kuch aur 3soch raha tha.
“Mujhe bas Kevin ko harana hai.
Jo maine Rosie se wada kiya hai,
usay poora karna hi hoga.”
Uski aankhon mein aik jazba tha,
aik sakht determination.
Lekin dil mein woh jaanta tha —
“Din ke ujale mein usse harana... asaan nahi hoga.”
---
Ivy sirf do score haarte hi foran eliminate ho gayi — teesra part shuru hone se pehle hi sab khatam ho gaya.
Crowd ne zor se cheer kiya, Faraday University ka naam stadium mein goonj gaya.
Ivy aur number three ke darmiyan skill ka farq itna zyada tha ke sab kuch saaf nazar aa raha tha.
Sirf paanch second ka farq, aur uske trembling elemental weapon ne sab kuch keh diya.
Ivy har angle se outclass ho gayi thi — uske chehre ki muskurahat ek dum se gayab ho gayi.
Ochyra University ke camp mein sakoot cha gaya.
Baaki representatives ke chehre pe ghabrahat thi, unka hausla tod gaya tha.
Hera ne hont kaat kar saans li, phir zor se cheekhi,
“Focus rakhna! Yeh sirf pehla round hai! Apne aap pe yakeen rakho!”
Woh koshish kar rahi thi ke team ka morale toot na jaye, warna sab barbaad ho jaayega.
Sikandar ne andar hi andar socha,
"Agar humein jeetna hai... to agla round hamara ek dum overwhelming victory hona chahiye… lekin kaise?"
Usne system se poocha ke elemental weapon banate waqt kya important hai.
System ka jawab aya:
<“Strong Elemental Weapon banane ke liye user ko apne element ke behavior se match karna hota hai.
Jaise Earth Elementalist ke liye shield weapon hi behtar hota hai.”>
Sikandar ne aankhein band ki aur apne aas paas ki Black Lightning ko mehsoos kiya.
Bijli uske shareer ke ird-gird tezi se ghoom rahi thi — tez, ziddi aur afra-tafri bhari.
Usne saari energy absorb kar ke use pure black lightning mein convert kar diya.
Achanak, woh mana aur zyada chaotic ban gayi — bilkul control se bahar.
“Agar Black Lightning ko chaos pasand hai... to weapon bhi usi nature ka banana hoga,”
Sikandar ne aankhen kholi, unmein bijli chamak rahi thi.
Uske hont pe ek halki si smirk thi — jaise usne kuch samajh liya ho.
Announcer ki awaaz goonji,
“Next Pair — Number Seven from Ochyra University vs Number Eight from Faraday University!”
Lekin number seven bhi wahi halat ka shikar hua — Faraday ne usse bhi kuch secondon mein hara diya.
Unka weapon sirf aadha minute bhi nahi tik saka.
Explosion ke baad number seven hawa mein uchhal gaya.
Medic team daudti hui aayi, kuch wind mana ke zakhm the.
Ochyra University ke camp mein ab udaasi aur ghabrahat dono barh gayi thi.
Rosie sabse zyada affected thi — uska chehra safed pad gaya tha.
Uske maa-baap crowd mein baithe the, aur woh unke saamne sharminda nahi hona chahti thi.
Adhara ne Rosie ki halat dekhi, woh kuch kehne wali thi ke announcer ne naam pukara:
“Number Two from Ochyra University — and Number Five from Faraday University, please step up!”
Adhara ne gahri saans li aur stage ki taraf barh gayi.
Uska andaaz pur-sukoon tha, magar uski aankhon mein jazba jal raha tha.
Dusri taraf, Faraday ki representative — ek lambi, muscular aur arrogant aurat — confident muskurahat ke saath saamne aayi.
Dono Fire Elementalist the, aur ye match dekh kar Sikandar bhi serious ho gaya.
“BEGIN!”
Jaise hi signal mila, dono ne ek saath apne elemental weapon conjure kiye.
Dono ke speed barabar the — crowd ne saans rok li.
Sirf aath second mein, dono ne apne weapon bana liye.
Adhara ne ek bari battle-axe banayi jo zameen ko tod rahi thi apne wazan se,
jabke number five ne ek human-sized flaming bow conjure kiya.
Jury ne decision dikhaya — do crest Ochyra ke, ek Faraday ka.
Crowd cheer karne laga — Ochyra ke liye pehli chhoti si jeet!
Tony ne musht band kar ke cheekha, “NICE!!”
Faraday ka lecturer halki hanssi se bola, “Hmm, lagta hai ab match mazedar ho raha hai.”
Tony hans padta hai, “Of course! Hamare students ne khoon paseena bahaaya hai!”
Adhara ke chehre pe ek halki si muskurahat thi — usne pehla part jeet liya tha.
Lekin Faraday ki number five gusse se kaanp gayi,
“Zyada khush mat ho, Ochyra brat! Agle round mein tujhe jala dungi!”
Adhara ne use dekha bhi nahi.
Uske liye woh sirf ek bhaukta hua kutta thi.
Ye be-izzati number five ko aur bhi pagal kar gayi.
Dono ne apne weapon mazbooti se pakde — second round ke liye tayyar.
Crowd khamosh ho gaya.
ZOOONNGG!!
Achanak ek zabardast vibration wave chhodi gayi — dono sides pe hawa hil gayi, zameen ka compann mehsoos hua.
Adhara ka weapon hilne laga, usne daanton tale se awaz nikaali, “Arghh!”
Vibration pichle rounds se kahin zyada strong thi.
Sikandar ne aankhen sekod kar mehsoos kiya —
“Yeh wave... yeh to cheat lag rahi hai,” usne andar hi andar kaha.
Usne mehsoos kiya ke Ochyra side ki vibration double ho gayi thi,
jabke Faraday pe asar kam tha.
Lekin ajeeb baat ye thi ke baaki logon ko ye fark mehsoos hi nahi ho raha tha...
Sikandar ke chehre pe aik shadeed gussa aur soch ka mila-jula izhaar tha —
“Kisi ne setting ki hai… aur main isse expose karunga.”
Arena ke andar sab kuch aam lag raha tha, lekin asal mai hawa mai kuch ajeeb si lehrain chal rahi thein.
Hera bhi jo arena ke andar hi maujood thi, wo in tabdeeliyon ko mehsoos nahi kar saki.
Sikandar ne aankhen band kar ke ek gehri saans li aur mehsoos kiya — ye lehrain mana se nahi bani hui thein, ye kisi device se nikli hui lagti thein.
‘Toh Faraday University walay cheating kar rahe hain… agar tum log ghalat khel kheloge, toh phir mai bhi rukoon ga nahi,’
Sikandar ke zehan mai ek thandi, lekin khatarnaak muskurahat phail gayi.
Usne arena ke barrier ko dekha — wo mana se bana hua tha, matlab kisi ne usay manually create kiya tha.
‘System, yeh batao ye barrier kis element ka bana hai?’
<It is made of Mirror Water Element, a Mid-Great Element>
‘Mirror Water… hmm.’ Sikandar ne socha. ‘Meri Black Lightning Peak Great Element hai… iska matlab mai is barrier ko disturb kar sakta hoon, sahi?’
<Yes>
Ye jawab sun kar, Sikandar ke honton par ek shaytani muskurahat ubhri.
Dusri taraf Adhara ab bhi apni Fire Battle-Ax ke saath khadi thi.
Uska weapon zor se kamp raha tha, jabke Faraday University ki number five representative bilkul aaram se khadi thi — jaise kuch mehsoos hi na kar rahi ho.
Kuch lamhon baad wo ajeeb vibration ruk gayi.
Adhara ne apne battle-ax ki taraf dekha, phir jury ki taraf —
unhone Faraday University ke teen crest uthaye hue the, matlab unke nazdeek number five ka weapon zyada strong tha.
Adhara ke dil mai gussa bhar gaya.
‘Sab ko mehsoos hua tha, phir bhi koi kuch nahi keh raha? Ye clearly cheating hai!’
Usne Ochyra ke lecturers ki taraf dekha, lekin wo bhi khamosh the.
Phir uski nazar Sikandar par padi.
Sikandar usay ek matlab bhari nazar se dekh raha tha.
Adhara ne apne daanton ko bhincha, khud ko sambhala — jab announcer ne teesre aur akhri test ka elaan kiya:
“Ab hum elemental weapon ki power test karenge! Samne jo target hai, use apne weapon se maaro!”
Adhara ke samne wali rait hilne lagi, aur uske neeche se ek bada sa black dummy ubhar aaya.
Bilkul waisa hi jaisa Sikandar ne pehle use kiya tha, lekin ye thoda zyada bada aur mazboot lag raha tha.
“Number Five, aap pehle.”
Number Five ne apni fire bow uthai.
Usne fire strings kheench kar mana se ek flaming arrow banaya, aur chhod diya.
SWOOSH!
Aag ka teer hawa mai ghoomta hua gaya aur dummy par takraya —
BOOM!!
Poora arena hil gaya, log hairaan reh gaye.
“Score: 577, Peak Rank Three.”
Faraday University ke supporters cheer karne lage.
Phir announcer ki awaaz aayi —
“Ab Ochyra University ki Adhara!”
Adhara ne gehri saans li, uski aankhon mai fire mana chamak raha tha.
Uske gale ka agility rune sabz roshni mai jagmagaya.
Phir wo aage daudi — uske kadam rait ko jala rahe the.
Log uska sirf saya dekh paaye jab wo hawa mai uchli aur apna flaming battle-ax poori taqat se neeche le aayi!
BOOM!!!
Is dafa dhamaka aur bhi bada tha. Shockwave ne arena ki rait uda di.
Sikandar ne halka sa sar hilaya —
‘Bura nahi. Ye waqai taqatwar hamla tha.’
“Score: 603, Peak Rank Three.”
Ye sunte hi sab kuch ek pal ke liye khamosh ho gaya —
Phir announcer cheekh utha:
“Winner of the Third Bout… OCHYRA UNIVERSITY!!”
“WOOOOO!!”
Crowd phat pada, awazen gunjne lagin.
“YEH! NEW UNIVERSITY ROCKS!”
“HER BATTLE-AX IS FIRE!!”
“I WANNA BE LIKE HER!”
Adhara aur Tony dono uchhal pade — unka pehla win tha!
Adhara ne pasina pochha, dil tez dhadak raha tha, lekin aankhon mai fakhar tha.
Usne crowd ke paar dekha —
Sikandar khamoshi se taali baja raha tha, ek tasalli bhari muskurahat ke saath.
‘Cheating ke bawajood jeet gayi… sahi kaha tha maine, usay apni pack ka hissa banana galat faisla nahi tha,’
Sikandar ne socha.
Uske dil mai fakhar ka jazba ubhar aaya.
Dusri taraf, Faraday University ke lecturers ke chehre tamtamaye hue the.
Kuch officials to upar ke floor se bhi gusse se dekh rahe the —
ek nayi university se haar jaana unke liye beizzati thi.
Number Five sir jhuka kar line mai wapas gayi.
Uske pass Kevin aaya — aankhon mai aag thi.
Uske haath jal uthe aur usne Number Five ka gala pakad liya:
“Tum bekaar ho! University ko sharam dilayi hai!”
Number Five chhurane ki koshish karti rahi, “Kevin… Akh… maine koshish ki thi!”
Lekin Kevin ne usay zameen par patka aur thokar mari —
“Dobara kabhi Faraday University ka naam mat lena. Tum layak nahi ho.”
Poora area thanda pad gaya.
Kevin ka chehra gusse se laal tha — usne door se khade Sikandar ki taraf dekha, aur andar hi andar jal gaya.
‘Kya bewakoof log hain ye,’
Sikandar ne socha, aankhon mai ek khatarnaak chamak ke saath.
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Aaj ke liye itnah hi. I hope ye episode be app sub ko psind ahye gah..
Next update 45 likes target complete hone par. Lekan 11 November ko ahye gah.
Likes and comments zaroor karna aur koi suggestions b ho to wo be..
Milty hain next update par bane rahiye sath.
Tab tak ke liye
"Agar tum haar gaye, toh main tumhari behen ke sath maza loonga… kaisa hai daav?"
Yeh alfaaz sun kar Kevin ke pairon tale zameen khisak gayi.
Uska chehra safed pad gaya, aankhein khuli ki khuli reh gayin — “Kya… kya kaha tumne?”
Sikandar ne halka sa muskuraya, phir sabke saamne zor se bola,
“Tumne khud kaha tha — kuch bhi daav par laga lo! Toh sun lo, agar main jeet gaya, toh main tumhari behen ko le jaunga!”
Poora hall ek dum se sann ho gaya.
Har taraf sirf sannata aur hiraan chehre…
Logon ke liye yeh sunna bhi mushkil tha.
Even Suraj, jo deewar se lag kar sab dekh raha tha, hans pada:
"Yaar, Sikandar… itna brutal bhi koi hota hai?"
Kevin ne sar jhuka liya. Uska chehra laal ho gaya, aankhon mein aag bhadak uthi.
Uska jism gusse se kaanp raha tha — jaise kisi jwaala mukhi ke phatne se pehle ki khamoshi ho.
Ochyra University ke representatives bhi shock mein the.
Sab jaante the ke Sikandar daring hai, lekin yeh level ka daring challenge kisi ne nahi socha tha —
especially Kevin Luc, jo Faraday University ka number one student aur Luc family ka pehla beta tha.
Sikandar aaraam se chalta hua Kevin ke paas se guzra, aur muskurate hue bola:
"Toh batao Kevin Luc… daav manzoor hai?"
Kevin ke daanton ke beech se awaaz nikli,
"Main tumhe arena mein milta hoon!"
Aur wo gusse se bhar kar chala gaya.
Jaise hi Faraday University ke log gusse mein chale gaye,
Smack!
Rosie ne Sikandar ke sar par thappad maara.
"Tumne meri baat karne ki himmat kaise ki! Hmph!"
Usne muh phula kar kaha.
Sikandar ne haath uthaya,
"Arey, maine nahi kiya! Usne khud bola tha kuch bhi daav par laga lo!"
Rosie ne muh pher liya, uske chehre par ab bhi gussa tha.
Tabhi Adhara ne Sikandar ke uniform ka kona pakad kar poocha,
"Toh kya tum waqai Kevin ki behen ke saath…?"
Uski awaaz me ek khatarnaak thand thi.
Sikandar ne pasina pochha,
"Nahi! Main uski behen ko jaanta bhi nahi! Tumne hi toh kaha tha uski ek behen hai!"
Usne ghabra kar jawab diya.
Tab Hera ne bola,
"Sikandar, hum training ground ja rahe hain. Tum leader ho — wahan aana zaroor, idhar udhar drama mat machao."
Sikandar ne haan mein sar hila diya,
"Aa raha hoon, ek minute mein."
Jab wo phir Rosie aur Adhara ko samjhane laga, tabhi Suraj aa gaya,
"Yo Sikandar! Batao zara, in dono me se kaunsi tumhari girl hai?"
Sikandar ne mazaak mein Suraj ke pait par mukka maara,
"Chup kar pagal! Ye meri team hai. Rosie, Adhara — ye mera purana dost hai, Suraj."
Suraj ne muskurate hue bola,
"Aakhir dekh hi liya ke kaun si ladki tumhe itna soft bana deti hai!"
Rosie aur Adhara hans padin. Suraj ke mazaak se mahaul halka ho gaya.
Suraj ne bola,
"Tum dono jaante ho? Ye Sikandar jab military mein tha na… ekdum pagal tha!"
Ladkiyon ki curiosity badh gayi.
"Kya matlab?" Rosie ne poocha.
Suraj ne bola,
"Ek dafa raat mein ye neend mein bol raha tha — ‘… main tumhe maar daalunga!’
Aur uske baad rona shuru kar diya! Subah pata chala neend mein hi kisi ko mukka maar diya tha!"
Rosie aur Adhara hansne lagi, lekin Hera ne serious tone mein kaha,
"Wo sapna… kis bare mein tha?"
Suraj kehne hi wala tha,
"Jab Sikandar chhota tha—"
Tabhi Sikandar ne uska muh band kar diya,
"Bas! Ab meri kahani band kar!"
Suraj hans kar peeche hata,
"Theek hai boss, training mein milte hain. Par itna samajh lo, main asaani se nahi harta!"
Rosie aur Adhara ek dusre ko dekh kar sochne lagi:
"Is mazboot chehre ke peeche, ek kamzor aur dard bhara dil bhi chhupa hai."
Dono ne dil mein faisla kiya —
“Jab Sikandar tootega, hum uske saath honge.”
Thodi der baad wo sab training ground pohonch gaye.
Andar ek khamosh room tha jahan Tony aur Hera strategy bana rahe the.
Kamra khaali tha, lekin wahan ka mahaul serious aur focused lag raha tha.
Beech mein ek lambi table thi, aur uske ird-gird cushions pade hue the.
Tony ne aankh uthakar kaha,
"Aagaye tum… baith jao, plan discuss karte hain."
Sikandar ne halka sa muskurate hue sir hila diya,
aur sab milkar us jang ki tayari mein lag gaye —
wo jang jo unke daav, doston aur izzat ka faisla karegi.
Sikandar qadam rakh kar Hera aur Tony ke kareeb baith gaya. “Toh, tournament ka plan kaisa chal raha hai?” usne pucha.
Hera ne apne paas se ek hologram tap kiya aur use mez ke beech mein dhakel diya. Hologram mein manticore ka footage aur uski tafseel nazar aa rahi thi.
“Hum abhi bhi usi manticore par baat kar rahe hain jis se hame ladna hai. Hamari team ki composition manticore ke khilaf theek nahi hai,” Hera ne wazeh kiya.
Footage mein manticore aur kuch Awakened ki jung dikh rahi thi — khofnaak manzar. Tony ne aage bola, “Hamari team mein do Fire Elementalist, do Earth Elementalist, aik Water Elementalist, do Wind Elementalist aur aakhri tum ho, Lightning Elementalist.”
Usne hologram ko bara karte hue kaha, “Jaise tum dekh sakte ho, manticore ki fitrat ki wajah se ismein kai elements ke khilaaf resistance nazar aata hai. Inke paas fire, wind aur earth resistance hai aur size ke bawajood bohat tezz hai. Yeh hamare liye bura match hai — isliye hamara plan hai ke Sikandar ko main damage dealer banaya jaye kyunki uska Lightning element hi hamari akhri umeed hai.”
Ochyra University ki team ke paas sirf aik Water Elementalist thi — manticore unke liye khaas taur par khatarnaak tha. Yeh sunkar Sikandar ka chehra kharab hua.
Usne system ki description yaad ki: “Manticore earth element ke khilaaf resistance nahi rakhta.”
Tony hairaan hua aur footage ko dobara chalaya. “Dekho—pathar manticore par lagte hi turant toot gaya.” Footage mein ek peak rank four Awakened ek boulder summon karta hai jo manticore ki taraf girta hai lekin uski poori tarah se tut jaata hai, jaise makkhan par chaaku ghisne se.
Ek nazar mein boulder bekaar nazar aya magar Sikandar system par bharosa karta tha. Usne aankhen chamkti hui hologram ko apni taraf kheench liya. “Agar tum dhyan se dekho to manticore ki tail boulder par attack karti hai jaise hi woh uske qareeb aata hai.”
Baaki logon ne bhi dhyaan se dekha; manticore tail se boulder ko takkar deta hai aur manticore ek taraf jhank leta. “Lekin record ke mutabiq, manticore ki tail unhein earth resistance deti hai,” Tony ne description scroll karte hue kaha — ab bhi shak mein.
Sikandar khada hua aur footage ko aur zoom kiya. “Is scene par gaur karo.” Footage mein tail bohat tez hil rahi thi aur blur ho rahi thi. Lekin jab Sikandar ne footage slow karke tail par zoom kiya to sab hairaan reh gaye.
“Woh... woh Lightning Element hai!” kisi ne hairani se kaha. “Kaisay? UWO manual aisi galti nahi karega,” Tony ne hairani jatai.
Sikandar ne wazeh kiya, “Shayad UWO ne is ek manticore par khoob tawajju nahi di. Manticore ki tail Lightning element se mabrooz hai. Unka skin zyada mazboot nahi — aur earth element lightning ke muqable kamzor hota hai — is liye woh boulder se bach kar nikal gaya.”
Sab Sikandar ki perception se mutasir ho gaye. Tail ki raftar itni tez thi ke woh lightning sparks chhupa kar chalti thi; mana ke woh zyada obvious mana nikal nahi rahi thi lekin nazdeek se dekhne par halka sa chamak dikh raha tha.
“Manticore ki resistance multiple nahin hai — sirf kuch specific body parts mein mukhtalif resistance hai. Apni tez harkaton se yeh apne mukhtalif hisson ko unke mutabiq element se mota kar leta hai,” Sikandar ne samjhaaya.
Teesri taraf Brock ki aankhen bhi ab hairani se chamak uthi. Rosie ne phir kaha, “Agar aisa hai to larna aur mushkil ho gaya — tumhara attack tail se negate ho sakta hai.”
“Yeh sach hai,” kisi ne kaha.
“Ab kaun isay nuksan pohncha sakta hai? Ivy hi aik Water Elementalist hai, aur hamari team mein sirf do Earth Elementalist hain,” kisi ne pareshani se kaha.
Sikandar ne haath utha kar sab ko roka. “Fikr mat karo, jo manticore hum kal face karenge woh sirf peak rank four hai. Woh meri attack ko block nahi kar sakta.” Usne khud hi socha, ‘Main use apni physical taqat se bhi maar sakta hoon.’
Supernatural ki resistance jitni zyada unka rank barhta hai utni mazboot hoti hai—ye aam baat thi. Misal ke taur par, ek rank four manticore aik rank four Awakened ke fire attack ko resist kar sakta hai lekin agar Awakened ke paas Mid Great Element ho to woh resist nahi kar paayega. Jab manticore rank five tak pohanchta hai to Mid Great Element resist kar leta hai, lekin Peak Great Element hi usay rok sakta hai. Sikandar ka Black Lightning Peak Great Element tha — isliye sirf rank six manticore hi use resist kar sakta tha.
“Kal ke liye plan kya hai? Kya hum har student ko unke element ke mutabiq divide kar dein aur har kisi ko body part target karne ko dein?” Tony ne pucha.
Sikandar dono haath table par rakh kar bola, “Haan, lekin ek chhote se twist ke sath.” Sab ne tawajju di — unhone khud ba khud Sikandar ko apna leader maan liya tha.
“Manticore ki kamzori tail mein hai. Hum pehle tail ko nishana banayenge. Tail par ek orb hai — use tor do, manticore bohat kamzor ho jayega,” Sikandar ne short mai bataya.
Hera aur Tony ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha; unke zehen mein sawal aaya—kya military ka archive UWO se zyada maloomat rakhta hai? Woh sochne lage ke shayad Sikandar ko military archives ka ilm hai—lekin asal baat ye thi ke Sikandar ke paas system tha.
“Toh hamara plan ye hai—”
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“Sir, please! Main maafi mangta hoon. Mujhe pata nahi tha ke sab is tarah ho jayega, waqai! Main kasam khata hoon!” ek kamre mein Manuel kaanpte hue bol raha tha. Woh ek kamre mai tha jo Faraday University ke andar tha jahan usay kuch logon ne ghair mamooli tor par ghera hua tha.
Agar Sikandar wahaan hota to turant pehchanta ke ye log Platchi family se hain. Unmein Duncan bhi tha. Duncan ne Manuel ko ek photo dikhai jo use Sullivan ne di thi. “Tumne kaha tha ke tumne Sikandar ka test kiya—ab batao ke tumhare bheje hue White Assassins ne Chris ko kaise maar diya?” usne gusse se kaha.
“Sach yeh hai ke White Assassins wapas nahin aaye. Hum samajhte hain ke Sikandar ne un sab ko qatl kar diya,” Manuel ne kaanpte hue jawab diya. Usne idhar-udhar dekha; kamra Black Tiger Guild ke Awakened se bhar gaya tha magar un sab ne apne uniforms nahi pehne the — woh chupke se aaye the. Sab mein aik cheez common thi: unke andar se khofnaak aura nikal raha tha.
BAM!! Duncan ne deewar par mukka maara aur deewar mein chhed ho gaya. “DAMN!!” usne chillaya, phir Manuel ke paas aate hue kaha, “Tumne kaha tha tumne Sikandar ko test kiya—ab batao ke tumhe kaise yaqeen hua ke White Assassins wapas nahin aaye? Humari position in halaat se khatre mein aa gayi hai.”
Manuel itna dara hua tha ke agar yeh sab sach UWO aur FAA tak pohanch gaya to uska kirdar khatam ho jayega—usko university se nikaal diya jaega, uski izzat miti mai mil jayegi. Duncan kamre mein chakkar lagata hua gusse se bola, “Main us bachay ko maar dunga!!”
“Sir, aik kaam karo—thanda dimaag rakho. Yeh scandal FAA ki nazar mein aa gaya hai; ab hum zyada reckless nahin ho sakte,” aik admi ne kaha.
“Main jaanta hoon, GOD DAMN IT!” Duncan ne cheekhte hue kaha, phir gehri saans li aur koshish ki apne gusse ko qaboo mein rakhe. “Hum zyada dair yahan nahin reh sakte, aur gawahon ka hona hamare liye theek nahin. Use khatam kar do.”
Manuel ka rang sookh gaya. “SIR PLEASE, MUJHE MAAF KAR DO! MAIN ISKO THIK KAR DUNGA!” usne mushkal se pukaara, jaise waqt uske khilaf chal raha ho.
Manuel ne Duncan ka paon pakad kar apni zindagi ke liye bheek maangi. Duncan ne us ki taraf thandi nazar se dekha. “FAA tum se sawal karegi aur yeh hamare liye nuqsan degi agar yeh leak ho gaya to. Tum mar jao ya tumhe sab zimmedari le leni padegi,” usne kaha, phir apne jeb se ek safed crystal nikala aur jhat se tor diya aur waha se teleport ho kar nikal gaya.
Bache hue log Manuel ki taraf ghurne lage—unka ravayya khaufnaak tha. Uski kamar paseene se tar ho gayi thi aur uski reedh ki haddi jam si gayi thi. Aik aadmi uske paas aya, apni ungliyon ke knuckles crack karte hue. Woh niche jhuka, uski body se taqat nikal rahi thi. “GOODBYE!” usne kaha — phir ek zor daar mukka maara.
CRACK!! Manuel ka chehra phat gaya; BLOOD charon taraf phail gaya. Woh aadmi ne phir apne haath se khoon saaf kiya aur narmi se signal de kar dusron ko nikalne ko kaha. Kamra khamosh reh gaya, sirf gahri aur khofnaak khamoshi ki goonj thi.
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Tournament ki kal ki meeting khatam hone ke baad...
Ochyra University ke tamam representatives apne-apne kamron ki taraf chalay gaye taake kal ke liye tayyari kar saken. Un sab ne pehle hi yeh discuss kar liya tha ke kaun kya karega aur unka strategy kya hoga.
Sikandar aur dono ladkiyaan — Adhara aur Rosie — iss waqt aik khaamosh chhoti si jagah par theen. Ye jagah unke pehle waale meeting hall se chhoti thi, sirf paanch logon ke liye jagah thi.
Kamaray ke andar paanch bade glass ke boxes lage hue the, jin ke beech mein aik naram cushion tha jahan baith kar medidate kiya ja sakta tha.
In glass boxes ko Faraday University ke students “Priming Box” kehte thay. Ye aik khaas jagah thi jahan Awakened log apni power aur mana ko mazid mazboot banate thay.
Priming Box mein tamam qisam ke Elemental Crystals install thay — bilkul Ochyra University ke VIP train ki tarah — lekin yeh do ranks neeche thay. Phir bhi, inki quality buri nahi thi.
Sikandar ne apne inventory se aik Mid Mana Charm Elixir nikala, aur bina soche samjhe aik ghont mein pee gaya. Uska taste meetha tha, aur us ne foran mehsoos kiya ke uske andar kuch badalne laga hai.
Phir us ne Elemental Crystal ko “Lightning Crystal” par adjust kiya aur wapas cushion par baith gaya.
Turant, poora box neelay rang ka chamak utha — aur andar se bijli ka mana hawa mein tarr-tarr kar ghoom raha tha.
Sikandar ke jism mein halki si jhankar hui… usne aankhein band ki aur gehray saans le kar meditation shuru kar di.
‘Yeh kaafi hai… VIP train jitna powerful to nahi, magar phir bhi kafi acha hai,’ usne socha aur apna dhyaan andar ke mana par laga diya.
Adhara aur Rosie bhi apne apne boxes mein pehle se meditate kar rahi theen. Sikandar ko kuch kaam tha isliye wo thoda baad mein aaya tha.
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~ 10 Minute Pehle ~
Sikandar kuch dair ke liye un dono se alag ho gaya tha — bahaana banaya ke washroom jaa raha hai, magar asal mein wo kuch aur karna chahta tha.
Kal raat se uske zehan mein aik sawal ghoom raha tha. Usne socha tha ignore karega, lekin curiosity ne usse chain nahi lene diya.
Usne phone nikala aur Suraj ko message bhejne laga.
“Suraj!”
“P”
“P”
“P”
Suraj ne cheekh kar reply kiya:
“Bhai! Kya masla hai? Itne messages kyu bhej raha hai?”
Wo apne kamre mein game khel raha tha jab Sikandar ke notifications pe notifications aaye.
Sikandar ne likha, “Bhai aik favor chahiye.”
SURAJ ne reply kiya, “Seedha bata, agar kuch bakwaas maanga na to pitai pakki hai!”
Sikandar hasa, “Aisa kuch nahi, ye Adhara ke baare mein hai…”
Suraj ne aankh tezi se screen par daali, “Adhara? Kya hua usay?”
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~ 30 Minute Baad ~
Ab Sikandar meditation mein dooba hua tha. Uske ird-gird ki hawa bijli se bhar gayi thi. Lightning mana ghana hota ja raha tha, aur wo poori tarah uske jism ko lapet raha tha.
Andar se kali bijli ke current kood rahe thay — uske jism se nikle hue spark hawa mein tarr-tarr kar raqs kar rahe thay.
“Crack!”
Uski haddiyan halki si karakne lagi, jaise andar se kuch naya janm le raha ho.
Sikandar ne mehsoos kiya ke wo lightning mana ke aur kareeb aa gaya hai — ab usse mehsoos hota tha jaise wo apne aas paas ki bijli ko control kar sakta hai… apni marzi se mod sakta hai.
Ye uske liye ek nayi feeling thi, lekin usne meditation nahi toda. Wo us Elixir ka poora faida uthana chahta tha.
Char se paanch ghante guzar gaye. Tab usne suna ke uske bagal wale Priming Box ka darwaza khula.
Ab shaam dhal kar raat mein badal rahi thi. Moonlight ki halki energy mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Us system ke Elixir ka asar dekh kar wo khud hairaan tha — wo kuch minutes mein hi das guna zyada mana absorb kar raha tha!
Agar kisi ne ye dekha hota, to yaqeenan shock se khoon udaal deta.
Sikandar ne aankhein kholi aur apne stat panel ko dekha:
(Aik aam insaan ke paas har stat mein sirf 5-7 points hotay hain)
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Sikandar ne muskura kar apna stat dekha.
Sirf kuch ghanton mein usne apni Intelligence ko 14 points tak badha liya tha.
‘Hmm… jitna rank upar jaata hoon, mana absorb karna mushkil hota ja raha hai,’ usne socha.
Phir usne Adhara aur Rosie ko dekha — dono meditation khatam kar ke uski taraf dekh kar ishara kar rahi theen ke chalo kuch kha lete hain.
Sikandar ne signal diya, “Tum log jao, main baad mein aata hoon.”
Un dono ke jaane ke baad usne decide kiya ke ab nayi spells seekhne ka waqt aa gaya hai.
‘Ab jab main Rank Three tak pohanch gaya hoon, mujhe Mana Control Round ke liye bhi taiyari karni chahiye,’ usne socha aur room se bahar nikla.
Quiet Zone ke andar kai rooms thay — meeting ke liye, meditation ke liye, aur training ke liye bhi.
Faraday University ke facilities dekh kar ek baat wazeh thi — ye jagah sach mein elite logon ke liye bani thi.
Aaj koi usse disturb karne nahi aaya. Har cheez ajeeb taur par khaamosh aur pur-sukoon thi…
“Kash har din aaj jaisa hota… itna sukoon milta hai akelay reh kar,” Sikandar ne socha aur phir aik khaali training room ki taraf chal diya.
Room mein dakhil hote hi us ne dekha ke ye jagah doosre training rooms se bilkul mukhtalif hai.
Room mein upar se natural roshni aa rahi thi, zameen pe naram rait bichhi thi taa ke students aasani se practice kar saken. Aik side pe mukhtalif hathiyaar saf saf tareeke se lagaye gaye the, training dummy aur aik robot bhi maujood tha.
Ye wohi training room tha jaisa Sikandar hamesha sapno mein sochta tha.
“Yaar, dil kar raha hai yahin shift ho jaun… waqai elite school hai ye,” us ne muskurate hue socha.
Woh side mein lage control pad ke paas gaya, aur jaise hi button dabaya, aik hologram chamak utha — jisme kai functions dikhaye diye.
Us pad se woh training robot ki difficulty, dummy ki durability, aur alag alag weapons ke practice videos tak sab kuch control kar sakta tha.
Lekin us ki nazar aik khas option par ruk gayi — “Power Measuring Dummy.”
Us ne turant is function ko select kiya, dummy level ko Rank 5 par set kiya aur “measuring” option ko tick kar ke OK daba diya.
ZONG!
Purani dummy zameen mein ghus gayi aur uski jagah aik nayi white dummy ubhar kar saamne aa gayi.
Room mein halki mechanical awaaz goonj uthi, aur sab kuch shaant ho gaya.
Sikandar dummy ke paas gaya. Us ne mehsoos kiya ke room ka mahaul dheere dheere andhera hone laga hai.
“Mujhe jaldi karni hogi, warna raat hone par meri passive skills activate ho jaayengi aur asli raw power measure nahi ho paayegi.”
Woh position mein aaya aur sirf apni raw strength se dummy ke peit par mukka maara.
BAM!
Dummy ke gut area mein surkh roshni chamki.
“Power 956, Mid Rank Four.”
Mechanical awaaz ne result sunaya.
Sikandar ne bhonhein chadhai, “Shayad ye Faraday University ka apna power scale hai,” us ne socha.
Phir us ne apni Force Manipulation skill activate ki aur dobara mukka maara.
BAM!!
“Power 1045, Mid Rank Four.”
Sikandar ne sir hila kar tasdeeq ki.
“Din ke waqt meri raw punch Mid Rank Four tak pahunchti hai — Force Manipulation ka shukriya.”
Ab us ne apni Black Lightning bhi mix kar di.
“Power 1090, Mid Rank Four.”
Taaqat mein zyada farq nahi pada, lekin punch ki raftaar aur tez ho gayi thi.
Isi dauraan, system se aik notification ubhra —
<Night Time! User’s stats increased by 50%.>
Raat ho gayi thi, aur uska passive skill activate ho gaya tha.
Sikandar ne gehri saans li aur bola, “Theek hai, ab full power se.”
Uske haath se white hue chamak rahi thi — Force aur Moonlight Energy dono ka mix.
Uske gird kali bijli saamp ki tarah lipat gayi, aur woh dummy par toot pada.
BOOOOM!!
Room mein dhamaka hua, shockwave ne hawa hiladi, aur dummy ka aadha jism kaala pad gaya.
System ne result dikhaya:
<Power 1857, Early Rank Five>
Sikandar ne halka sa hans kar kaha,
“Ab samajh aya ke main Ronald ko itni asaani se uda kyun diya tha.”
Thoda sa aaram karne ke baad usne system open kiya. Uske paas kuch Spellbooks maujood the:
Mystic Shock, Lightning Salvo, aur Black Field Orko.
Woh jaanta tha ke Black Field Orko sabse mushkil spell hai, is liye use aakhri ke liye rakha.
Is dafa Sikandar ne decide kiya ke woh bina gold ke khud spell seekhega.
“Mana Control training samajh kar kar lo… haan, yehi theek rahega,” us ne khud ko tasalli di.
Us ne Lightning Salvo spellbook kholi. Likha tha:
“Yeh spell Mystic Shock se related hai. Pehle isse seekhna behtar hoga.”
Spell ka tareeqa tha ke bijli ke mana ko ungliyon tak channel karna hota hai.
Sikandar ne aankhein band ki aur apne jism mein behti lightning mana ko mehsoos kiya.
Usne use apni ungliyon tak bhejne ki koshish ki — lekin jaise hi mana uske bazoo tak aayi, uska control toot gaya aur mana wapas chali gayi.
Woh thoda sa frustrate hua.
System ke zariye jab bhi woh koi spell seekhta tha, uska jism khud-ba-khud uska raasta yaad kar leta tha.
Magar ab jab woh bina system ke kar raha tha, to sab kuch naya aur mushkil lag raha tha.
Woh hans kar bola,
“Yeh kaam to socha tha us se bhi zyada mushkil hai…”
Us ne gehri saans li, dobara aankhein band ki aur tayyar ho gaya —
Is dafa, bina system ke, apne dum par lightning ko apna banana hai.
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Sikandar ne apni ungliyon mein lightning ki mana channel karne ki koshish bar bar ki...
“Blitz!!”
"Chalo yaar, kaam karo! Mujhe kam az kam yeh aik skill to seekhni hi hai!" — Sikandar ne be-sabrī se chilla kar kaha. Training bilkul bhi achi nahi ja rahi thi.
Har dafa jab wo apni ungliyon mein lightning mana bhejta, to wo fail ho jaati. Mana itni bhaari lagti thi jaise koi insaan samundar ke tale se lanch anchor kheench raha ho.
Wo ek naye Awakened ke liye bohot mushkil tha.
Har baar jab wo lightning mana apne bazu tak pohanchata, to wo phir se apni purani raah par laut jaati. Bahar ki lightning mana to aur bhi zyada bhaari thi.
Ghanton training karne ke baad bhi wo har dafa fail ho jaata.
Thaka haara, wo zameen par gir gaya. Saansen tez chal rahi thi. Mana channel karna na sirf jismani balkay zehni taur par bhi thaka dene wala kaam tha.
Agar koi dekh leta ke Sikandar ne kitni dafa koshish ki, to wo yaqeenan hosh kho baithta — kyunke itni stamina to kisi expert ke paas bhi nahi hoti.
"Kitni bhi koshish kar loon... kaam nahi ban raha," wo aasman ki taraf dekhte hue bola. Chandni raat thi, thakan ke bawajood uske andar ki lagan abhi bhi jal rahi thi.
Usne phir se aankhein band kar ke gahri saans li,
"Araam se soch... pehle Flash spell ka ehsaas karne ki koshish karte hain..."
Sikandar khada hua aur Flash spell activate ki.
Uske pairon tak lightning mana bina kisi rukawat ke pohanch gayi — jaise raasta pehle se bana ho. Mana ne pairon ke gird ek chhoti si bubble banai aur...
SWOOSH!!
Ek dam se uska jism bijli ke jaise black current ban gaya aur wo kamre ke doosre kinare par dikhai diya. Har dafa wo spell ka flow mehsoos karta gaya.
Kuch dafa repeat karne ke baad usse ek naya idea aaya.
"Har dafa jab main Flash spell use karta hoon, to lightning mana sirf pairon tak kheenchti hai..." wo sochta raha.
Pehle wo lightning mana poore jism mein absorb karne ki koshish karta tha aur phir haathon tak bhejta tha — isi wajah se burden zyada lagta tha.
Snap!
"Bas! Ab samajh gaya... mujhe mana seedha apne haath mein kheenchni chahiye, taake bojh kam ho!"
Usne foran try kiya.
Mana ko seedha bazuon mein kheenchna shuru kiya, aur andar se apni mana flow bhi wahan bheji.
Is dafa thoda mushkil zarur tha, lekin pehle jaisa bojh nahi mehsoos hua.
Blitz!
Uski ungliyon se kali bijli crack karne lagi! Black lightning ke chhote chhote taar uske haathon ke gird nache ja rahe the.
"Yesss!" — wo khushi se hans pada, lekin turant hi mana control se bahar ho gayi.
BLITZ!!
Bijli kuch meter door tak gayi aur hawa mein gaib ho gayi — kamzor zarur thi, magar kaam kar gayi.
Sikandar ki aankhon mein chamak thi. Wo system ke bagair spell conjure kar chuka tha!
Har dafa koshish se uska mana flow smooth hota gaya, aur ungliyon mein black lightning ghani hoti ja rahi thi.
"Hold it... hold it..." wo apni saans rok kar mana rokne laga.
Lightning mana ka bura hal tha — wo ungliyon ke gird paagal si dance kar rahi thi, ek bubble ban gayi thi jo snake ki tarah lapet khati thi.
Sikandar ne training dummy ki taraf nishana liya aur cheekha,
“Lightning Salvo!”
BLITZZZ!!
Is dafa black lightning seedha dus meter door ja kar dummy se takraayi. Dummy zara si jal gayi — magar spell is dafa lag bhag perfect thi.
Sikandar ne sar hila kar muskuraya. Ghuroor nahi, lekin ek sukoon tha.
Wo jaanta tha ke yeh spell offensive nahi, balkay ek utility spell thi. Dummy par zyada nuksan nahi hua, lekin usne dekha ke ek chhoti si kali bijli dummy ke sath chipki hui hai — bohot kamzor, magar nazar aane layak.
Spellbook dobara khol kar usne parha:
“Lightning Salvo ka asli maqsad nishan chhodna hai — jise baad mein Mystic Shock spell se chain kiya ja sakta hai.”
Asli Lightning Salvo to ek versatile spell thi — jo lightning strike ke nishan laga kar bijli ko mor sakti thi, taake wo dodging enemy tak bhi pohanch jaaye.
Sikandar ne spell ko morne ki koshish ki, magar wo bohot mushkil tha. Har dafa mana control haath se nikal jaata.
Aakhir kaar, wo neend aur thakan ke bojh se gir gaya.
Raat ka chand aasman mein adha chamak raha tha, noor ki tarah — jaise andheron mein kisi farishte ki muskurahat ho. Aisi raat Werewolf jaise Sikandar ke liye sukoon bhari thi.
Usne yaad aaya ke system se ek reward bhi mila tha. Inventory tab khol kar usne dekha:
<Invincible>
Aik rank-10 defensive item jo kisi bhi rank-10 ya neeche ke attack ko block kar sakta hai. Din mai sirf 1 dafa istemaal kar sakte ho. Istemaal ke baad tum kamzor halat mein chale jaoge.
Sikandar ne aankhein phaad kar parha,
“Rank-10 item?! Jo rank-10 attack bhi rok sakta hai?... Magar... kya rank-10 se upar bhi koi rank hoti hai?”
System ka ye likhna uske zehan mein tufaan le aaya.
Ab tak duniya mein koi bhi insaan, supernatural, ya mutated beast rank-9 se upar classify nahi hua tha. Agar rank-10 se upar koi hota, to duniya ka nizaam hil jaata.
Usne sir hila kar kaha,
“Abhi ke liye bas... khana khate hain, dimagh bohot bhar gaya hai.”
Thaka haara wo training room se bahar nikla aur food stall ki taraf chala gaya.
“Pata nahi Suraj ne mera kaam kiya bhi ya nahi…” wo halki muskurahat ke sath sochta hua aage badhta gaya.
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Is dauraan —
Adhara aur Rosie ne bhi quiet room se nikal kar pehle cafeteria mein khana khaya, phir Rosie ke liye ice cream lene nikal gayin.
Ice cream khate hue Rosie ne poocha,
“Tu kal ke match ke liye nervous hai?”
Adhara ne kandhe uchkaye, “Thoda sa... lekin zyada nahi. Shayad sirf third round tak.”
Rosie ne hans kar kaha, “Aur agar hum haar gaye to Sikandar to maze se mazaak udayega!”
Usne gussa kar ke ice cream ka bura hal kar diya, jaise Sikandar ka chehra uske samne ho.
Seedhiyan chadte hue Adhara achanak ruk gayi. Usne khud ko aaraam se rakha aur kaha,
“Rosie, tu nahi keh rahi thi bathroom jaana hai? Wahan hai, main yahin rukti hoon.”
Rosie ne thappad mara maathay par, “Oh haan! Bhool gayi thi!” aur daud gayi.
Jaise hi Rosie gayi, Adhara ne dheere se kaha,
“Main jaanti hoon, tu yahan chhupa hua hai... nikal aa.”
Uska aadha-werewolf hone ka sense use bata raha tha ke koi unka peecha kar raha hai.
Kone se ek safed figure saamne aaya.
Lamha bhar mein, ek lamba, taqatwar aadmi — safed mask pehne hue, jisse uska chehra chhupa tha. Uske gird ek fiery aura thi jo Adhara ki aag ko daba rahi thi.
Uski kamar se laal chamakti daggers latak rahi thi.
Adhara ne poocha, “Tu kaun hai?”
Woh aadmi muskuraya, “Kyun na khud hi try kar ke pata kar le?”
Phir wo hawaa mein ghul gaya — jaise koi bhoot. Achanak wo Adhara ke samne aaya aur side se ek fiery punch maara, jaise koi aag ka saanp lapet maar kar aaye.
Uski har harkat me maharat thi — har move perfect.
BAM!!
Adhara ne dono haath uthaye aur safed shaks ke mukkay ko roka.
Takkar aisi thi jaise aag aur hawa takra gayi ho — chingariyaan charh gayin aur Adhara zameen par phisalti chali gayi.
Wo ghoom kar side mein hoi aur phir se khadi ho gayi.
"Hmm, bura nahi… lekin mujhe zyada umeed thi kisi aise shaks se jo Sikandar Silverstar ke aas paas rehta ho," safed shaks ne mazaak ke lehje mein kaha.
Uski awaaz kuch dhundhli thi,
Adhara ne bhonain chadhain.
‘Ye… Sikandar ko jaanta hai? Kya ye un safed assassins mein se hai jo pehle aaye thay? Nahi… wo to Faraday University ke students nahi thay…’
Uske zehan mein sawaal uth rahe thay magar jawab koi nahi mil raha tha.
"Zyada soch mat, tawajju mujh par rakh," safed shaks ne kaha.
Adhara ne apni stance set ki. Pehle ke mukablay se use samajh aa gaya tha ke ye banda kam az kam rank four Awakened hai — aur close combat mein expert hai.
Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha, lekin ajeeb baat ye thi ke usay us shaks se dushmani ka ehsaas nahi ho raha tha.
Lekin jab tak wo usay parakh hi rahi thi — safed saya achanak gayab ho gaya!
Uska jism ek dum hawa mein ghula aur agle lamhe uske peechay tha.
BAM!
Adhara ke kamar par ek bhari mukka pada — dard ne uske daanton tak jang laga di.
Safed saya nahi rukha — mukkon ka toofan baras gaya!
Adhara ne har baar palat kar mukabla karne ki koshish ki, lekin uski har move ka pehle se andaza lagaya ja raha tha.
Usay aisa lag raha tha jaise wo kisi aise ke khilaaf ladh rahi ho jisko uske har move ka pehle se ilm ho.
Wo poori tarah outclassed thi.
THUD!
Ek aur zor ka mukka usay peeche gira gaya, uska jism neela pad chuka tha.
Lekin Adhara ne himmat nahi haari — usne sir utha kar kaha:
"Yahan har jagah CCTV laga hai, tum bacha nahi sakte apne aap ko!"
Safed saya halkay se hansa.
"Chinta mat karo," usne muskurate hue kaha.
Phir usne CCTV ki taraf dekha aur haath hila kar bola,
"Hello there, maza aa raha hai show dekh kar?"
Adhara ki aankhein phat gayin.
‘Ye to pakka University ka banda hai… itni jaldi badla lene aaye?’
Wo foran fire mana ikattha karne lagi, taake zor ke dhamake se logon ka dhyaan yahan aaye.
"Accha faisla," safed saya ne kaha.
Lekin usi pal safed saye ke aas paas ki fire mana sikurti hui aur phir phat kar aag ke tufan mein badal gayi!
SWOOSH!
Adhara ne apne aas paas aag ki deewar bana kar bachne ki koshish ki,
lekin uski raftaar kam thi —
flames ne use ghair liya, uski fire barrier jal kar khak ho gayi.
Aag ne uske jism ko jala diya, uske kuch kapde bhi jal gaye — uske bazu nange ho gaye.
Safed saya ruk gaya — uski aankhon mein hairani thi, lekin wo Adhara ke zinda bachne par nahi, uske jism par kuch dekh kar hairan tha.
‘Ye larki… agar wo ye dekhega to usay yaqeen nahi aayega,’ usne dil mein kaha.
Usi waqt,
Creak!
Rosie toilet se bahar aayi, geet gungunate hue — use kuch khabar nahi thi ke yahan kya tufaan guzar gaya.
Adhara ne uski taraf dekha, aankhon mein ghabrahat thi —
lekin jab wapas palat kar dekha… safed saya gayab tha.
"Adhara?! Ye kya haal ban gaya tumhara?!" Rosie cheekh uthi.
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Doosri Jaga – Sikandar
Sikandar ne pet bhar kar kebab khaye the — uska mood khush tha.
Faraday University ke bahar ek chhoti si dukaan se usne kebab liye aur ab wo ahista ahista university ke darwaze ki taraf ja raha tha.
Raste mein kuch students usay dekh rahe thay — kuch uska mazaq udda rahe thay, kuch sirf hairan nazar se dekh rahe thay.
Usne socha ke har din same route par chalna boring hai, to is dafa wo side entrance se wapas jayega.
Wo raasta shaant tha — shaam ka waqt tha aur hawa mein thandak thi.
Side mein Gem of Knowledge Building ke bagh ke paas se guzarte hue, usne dekha ke wahan koi nahi tha.
Yahan students research karte, parhte, baith kar baatein karte hain… lekin is waqt sab suna tha.
Na koi awaaz, na koi CCTV.
Sikandar ne muskurate hue kaha,
"Yahan to sach mein sukoon hai…"
Wo bench par baith gaya, chandni uske chehre par padh rahi thi, hawa halki halki chal rahi thi —
usne aankhein band kar li aur gahri saans li.
Dimaag mein guzre dino ke masail, jang aur pareshaaniyan dhundli padne lagin.
Kuch der baad, achanak usne aankhein khol di.
Uska Supernatural Sense achanak trigger hua!
Jese kisi ne uske andar ki ghanti baja di ho.
Sikandar ko ahsaas howa ke koi boht hi powerful supernatural us ke kareeb hai. Use khatre ka ahsaas howa.
Wo turant uth gaya, chaaron taraf dekha — har jagah khamoshi thi.
Phir…
Tap!
Kisi ne uske kandhe par haath rakha.
Sikandar ke jism mein ek bijli si daud gayi.
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Likes aur comments zaror karna aur apne suggestions be zaror dena agir ho to...
Milte hai next episode bas bane rahiye sath..
Tab tak ke liye
Aur power enhanced ho gayi hai sikandar ki aur shayad suraj hi thaa jo Adhara se fight kar raha thaa aur usay ehsaas dila Raha thaa ki aane wali fight itni bhi asaan nahi hogi.
Ek haath achanak Sikandar ke kandhe par pada —
wo jhatke se uchhal gaya!
Sikandar ne foran peeche ki taraf jump lagayi aur kuch meter door zameen par land kiya. Uska dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha jab usne apni aankhon se us shaks ko dekha.
Wo shakhs Faraday University ka uniform pehne hue tha, lekin upar se ek bhoori hood uske sar par thi. Chhoti, patli si body — lekin us se nikalti aura itni tez thi ke Sikandar khud ko dabao me mehsoos kar raha tha.
Sikandar ke tamam hisse alert ho gaye.
Sirf wo aura hi nahi — balki ye bhi ke wo shakhs uske bilkul peeche aa gaya bina kisi awaaz ke.
Ye pehli dafa tha jab koi is tarah uske piche aa paya ho.
Us shaks ki lambi aur patli ungliyan sab kuch bayaan kar rahi thi —
ye insaan nahi tha… ye ek Supernatural tha.
Sikandar ki aankhen chamki aur uske saamne ek window khuli:
<Syn>
Race: Pale Shapeshifter
Power: Rank Six (Peak) - ???
Mental: ???
Strength: ???
Agility: ???
Endurance: ???
Intelligence: ???
Ye dekh kar Sikandar ka dil doob gaya.
“Ye bohot taqatwar hai… Peak Rank Six? Main isse nahi jeet sakta,”
usne socha.
“Hello there, nice to meet you, fellow friend,” Syn bola.
Uska jism aur awaaz bilkul insaan jaisi thi,
sirf un lambi ungliyon ke ilawa jo uski asal fitrat dikhati thi.
Sikandar dheere-dheere peeche hat raha tha.
Uske instincts cheekh-cheekh kar keh rahe the — “Bhag jao!”
“Fellow friend? Kya ye us din ki baat ke liye aaya hai jab maine Adhara ko half-Werewolf banaya tha?”
Sikandar ne man hi man socha.
Usne zabaan kholi,
“Tum yahan kyun aaye ho?”
Syn ne uski baat ignore kar di.
Wo Sikandar ko upar se neeche tak dekhte hue bola,
“Kaise ek Werewolf insaano ke beech zinda hai? Ye jism tujhe kaise mila?”
Ab sab kuch saaf tha —
“Toh Supernaturals ne mujhe dhoond hi liya… Ye mujhe judge karne aaye hain, ke main insaano ka hoon ya unka.”
Lekin University ke under ek itne aqalmand aur high-rank Supernatural se milna —
ye uske sapnon me bhi nahi tha.
Sikandar ne thoda sakhti se bola,
“Main tujhe kyun bataun? Tum jaise shapeshifter ko kya zarurat hai jaanene ki?”
Uski aankhen charon taraf daud rahi thi, escape ka raasta talash karte hue.
“Kash main yahan akela na hota,”
usne dil me socha.
Ye area bilkul andha tha — koi CCTV, koi gawah nahi.
Syn ne apna sar thoda tedha kiya,
uski aankhen ek dum kaali khaali ho gayin.
“Tum samajhdar ho. Mera naam Syn hai — Conversion se. Main yahan ye faisla karne aaya hoon ke tum dost ho ya dushman.”
Uski baat me ek ghamand tha — ek shapeshifter ka fakhar.
Sikandar ne jawab diya,
“Sirf ek Shapeshifter hi itna behtareen insaan ban sakta hai… Toh pehchaanna mushkil nahi tha. Tum jaise neech supernatural se humein Werewolves ko nafrat hain.”
Syn dheere-dheere uske gird ghoom raha tha,
phir hansi ke saath bola,
“Nafrat? Tum kehte ho tumhe hum se nafrat hai?”
Sikandar ne ek kadam peeche liya.
Usne mehsoos kiya — Syn ka aura achanak hinsak ho gaya hai.
“Kya maine kuch ghalat kaha?”
uska dimagh panic me daudne laga.
Syn ki nazar tez hui,
“Toh tum insaano ke taraf ho? Unka banaya hua spy?!”
Sikandar ne cheekh kar kaha,
“Main insaanon ke side pe nahi hoon!”
Hawa tez hone lagi —
jaise tufaan ubharne wala ho.
Syn ki kaali khaali aankhen aur bhi gahri ho gayin.
“Werewolves aur Shapeshifters ki kabhi dushmani nahi hui...
Agar tumhe ye nahi pata — toh tum jhoote ho!!”
BOOM!
Syn bijli ki raftaar se aage badha —
itni tez ke Sikandar ki aankhen bhi uska paon nahi dekh paayin.
SLASH!
Palak jhapakte hi, Sikandar ke pait par gehra zakhm lag gaya.
Khoon ubal kar nikalne laga,
wo zakhm ko pakad kar jhuk gaya — dard se uska jism kaanp raha tha.
Lekin Sikandar ne dant bhinch liye.
Usse maloom tha —
“Yahan se bachne ka sirf ek hi tareeqa hai…”
"Adhara zaroor meri haalat samajh gayi hai... main abhi university mein hoon, wo madad le kar zaroor aayegi,"
Sikandar ne socha.
Wo seedha khada tha, bilkul be-asar dikh raha tha — lekin asal mein wo dard ko mushkil se daba raha tha.
Syn ne use ghoor kar dekha, uski aankhon mein khuli dushmani thi.
"Tum bohat kamzor lag rahe ho... ek aam werewolf se bhi zyada kamzor," usne kaha, apne khoon se bheegay hue panjon ko zaban se saaf karte hue.
Syn ke chehre pe yaqeen aur fakhar tha — usay puri ummeed thi ke wo Sikandar ko asaani se hara dega.
‘Main usse nahi jeet sakta… lekin yehi mera plan hai,’ Sikandar ne socha, phir uske hont par ek khaufnaak, deewana muskurahat chhayi.
Syn kuch lamhe ke liye uljha.
"Kya muskurah rahe ho? Marne ka shoq hai?"
Wo andar se bechain hua, lekin is ehsas ko jhatak diya.
Sikandar ne dono haath failaye aur mazaak udaya,
"Mujhe hamesha ajeeb lagta tha ke log kehte hain shapeshifters high-rank supernaturals mein sabse kamzor hote hain... ab samajh aaya kyu kehte hain."
Syn ek dum se thithak gaya.
Usne is baat ki bilkul umeed nahi ki thi.
"Tum to meri ek chaal nahi dekh paaye... aur ab itna bara bol rahe ho?" Syn ne tanz bhare lehje mein kaha.
Sikandar ki muskurahat aur gehri ho gayi,
"Main react nahi kar raha tha... kyunke mujhe tum jaise kamzor ke attack se bachne ki zarurat hi nahi thi."
Uske pait ka zakhm dheere dheere bharne laga — Syn ka chehra pal bhar mein shock se bhar gaya.
Ye healing kisi High Werewolf se kam nahi thi.
Syn ke dil mein pehli baar hichkichaahat paida hui.
"Kya hua? Thak gaye? Ya darr gaye?" Sikandar ne cheekh kar kaha.
Syn daanton ko kas kar bola,
"Bohat bol liya. Main tumhari baen taang par attack karne wala hoon, dekhte hain ab bhi itna bara ban kar kharay rehte ho ya nahi!"
Sikandar ne saans andar kheench kar apni sari taqat jism mein bhar li.
‘Bas yehi mauqa hai… iske baad ye zaroor mere jaal mein phans jaayega,’ usne socha.
Achanak Syn ke haath badal gaye — ab wo insani nahi rahe the, balkay ek bade hue, tez chamakdar, skin-colored blade mein tabdeel ho gaye.
Sikandar ko apne taanay par afsos hua, lekin ab wapas jaane ka koi rasta nahi tha.
BOOM!
Syn hawa mein ghula — ek saaya ban gaya, aur agle hi lamhe mein Sikandar ke saamne aa kar uske dono paon par vaar kiya.
Uska jism itna tez hila ke aankh bhi jhapakne na paayi.
Syn ka jism do hisson mein taqseem ho gaya — dono ne alag alag taang par attack kiya.
Sikandar hila, lekin usne khud ko sambhal liya.
Usne apne dono paon mein puri mana bhar di —
kali bijli chamak uthi, aur uske panje lamba ho gaye.
Uska maqsad tha bas ek chhoti si kharoch — sirf ek chhoti si chot Syn ke jism par lagani thi.
SLASH!
"Ahh…!"
Sikandar zor se ghura, uske paon ke gosht phat gaye the, haddiyan tak dikh rahi thi — lekin wo zameen par nahi gira.
Wo khamosh, be-asar chehra liye khada raha.
Dard samundar ki tarah ubal raha tha, lekin wo hil bhi nahi raha tha.
Usne mehsoos kiya ke Adhara ki khushboo kareeb aa rahi hai — madad raaaste mein hai.
"Tumne poori koshish karke bhi sirf ye zakhm diye? Agar main chaahoon to abhi yahin tumhe cheer ke rakh doon," Sikandar ne tanz maarte hue kaha.
Syn ne ghoor kar dekha — uske haath bijli se jale hue the, aur uske gaal par ek halka sa scratch tha.
Khoon tapak raha tha.
Usne dheere se apne chehre ko chhua — disbelief mein dohraaya,
"Tumne... mujhe kharoch diya?"
Sikandar ne halki si muskurahat ke saath kaha,
"Chhoti si yaadgar mere chhote shapeshifter ke liye... ab nikal jao yahan se."
Us baat ke saath hi, Syn ka sabr toot gaya.
BOOM!!
Kaali hawaon ka tufaan chhuta, uske ird gird ka maahol laraz gaya.
Hawa mein itna dabao tha ke Sikandar ke zakhm phir se khulne lage.
Lekin wo ab bhi khada raha, boht mushkil se.
‘Ye apna supernatural aura poora unleash kar raha hai... ab to lecturers aur baaqi awakened zaroor mehsoos kar lenge,’ Sikandar ne socha.
Syn ke chehre par junoon tha.
"Ek jhoota werewolf... mujhe chhu bhi gaya?!"
Uska tone neecha hota gaya, lekin pressure badhta gaya.
Andhera uske haathon ke gird ghoom raha tha — itna gahra ke aas-paas ki roshni nigal raha tha, jaise zinda ho.
‘Dark Element…!’ Sikandar ka dil tez dhadak utha.
Ye woh element tha jo sirf kuch logon ke paas hota hai — puri Elpida Alliance mein sirf saat log!
Aur ab ek shapeshifter ke paas tha!
Syn cheekha,
"Main ne mumalik girte dekhe hain! Apni qaum ka khoon dekha hai!"
Uska blade kaala mana choos raha tha, hawa kaat raha tha.
"Main ne hazaaron insaan maare hain! 100 se zayda Ancient Humans ko bhi qatal kiya hai!"
"Main DO HAZAAR SAAL purana hoon! Tum mujhe nahi maar sakte!"
BOOOOOM!!
Dharti phat gayi, hawaon ne apna rukh badal liya.
Syn ek deewane saaye mein tabdeel ho gaya, kaali bijli jaisi raftaar se Sikandar ki taraf dauda.
Sikandar ka jism jam gaya — wo hil bhi nahi sakta tha.
Andhera jaise uske jism ko chipak gaya tha.
"Great Magic — Blade of Darkness!" Syn garja, aur uska blade seedha Sikandar ke sar par aaya.
Roshni sab nigal gayi — maut ka saaya uske sir par tha.
Aakhri lamhe mein, Sikandar cheekha,
‘System! Use Invincible!!’
Sikandar uske samne khada tha — zinda, aur bilkul be-dhark.
Uski aankhon mein woh roshni thi jo sirf asli alpha ke paas hoti hai.
---
"Wh...What?"
Syn ka haath, jo andhere ki energy se dhakaa hua tha, Sikandar ki gardan par jaake ruk gaya — chahe jitni bhi koshish kar le, woh usay kaat nahi paaya!
Aisa mehsoos ho raha tha jaise lakri ki talwar se pathar ko kaatne ki koshish kar raha ho — bekaar!
Syn ka blade jahan ruk gaya tha, wahan se dark laal dhuan nikal raha tha — us dhuan ne Sikandar ki gardan tak kisi cheez ko pahunchne hi nahi diya.
Usi lamhe chandni raat ka roshni ka ek teer jaise neeche gira, aur chand ki safed roshni achanak laal ho gayi — poora maidan laal nuri jhalak se bhar gaya.
Woh laal roshni Sikandar ke jism mein ghusne lagi, har ek hisse ko qudrati taqat se bhar rahi thi.
Sikandar ne mehsoos kiya jaise uske andar kuch toot kar jaag gaya ho...
Aisi qudrat, aisa zor — jo usne kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha.
Usay laga ke agar yeh taqat uske paas hai, toh duniya ka koi bhi dushman uske saamne tik nahi sakta!
Uski aankhon se laal kaala dhuan nikalne laga — aisi khaufnaak lehr jisme dekhnay walon ke jism kaanp uthay.
Uske jism par laal naqsh ubhar aaye — gehray lahu rang ke, jo uske maathay par chamak rahe “Red Moon Mark” se jaa milte the.
Syn ke hosh udd gaye — uska jism kaanp gaya, aankhen phat gayi.
Woh haqa bakaa reh gaya, “K–King... King Mark?!”
Sikandar ne uski aankhon mein khauf dekha, par khud hairan tha ke Syn itna dara hua kyu lag raha hai.
Jab usne apne jism par woh laal naqsh dekhe, toh usay samajh aaya ke yeh Invincible Item ka asar hai.
Usne halka sa muskurate hue kaha,
“Ab dekh liya na? Tere jese log meri nazar mein kuch bhi nahi... Ab bhaag ja, warna soch bhi nahi paayega ke kya hoga.”
Syn ek pal bhi zaya kiye baghair saaya ban kar gayab ho gaya.
Uske jaate hi hawa mein sirf laal dhuan reh gaya.
Sikandar ne kuch lamhe intezaar kiya, phir mehsoos kiya ke Syn waqai chala gaya hai.
Uske jism ke naqsh aur laal dhuan dheere-dheere gayab ho gaye.
Aur phir kamzori ne usay jhapat liya — zakhamon ka dard wapas uth khada hua.
“Damn… item toh kamaal ka hai, lekin yeh weakness…”
Uske dimaagh mein system ki awaz gunji:
<User weakened for using Invincible Item — Stats reduced by 30% for two days>
“30% do din ke liye?! Yeh toh hadh hai,” usne socha, “Mujhe kal tak apni puri taqat chahiye thi…”
Sikandar zameen par gir gaya, pairon se khoon behta ja raha tha.
Regenerative ability kaam kar rahi thi, par zakham gehra tha.
Kuch ghante lagne the khoon rokne mein.
Woh ek concrete ke planter ke sahare lag gaya aur bola,
“System… yeh red mark kya tha? Aur yeh King Mark ka kya matlab hai?”
System ne jawab diya:
<Invincible item user ki maximum potential unlock karta hai taake woh ek attack ko block kar sake>
<King Mark woh nishan hai jo ek powerful Werewolf ko milta hai jab woh apne Full Moon ko poori tarah master kar leta hai>
Sikandar ne aankhen sekhli aur dheere se bola,
“Toh matlab… main bhi un ‘Kings’ mein se ek ban sakta hoon?”
System:
<Haan, 12 kisam ke King Marks hain, har ek apni Full Moon se juda hua. Jo Werewolf apne Moon ko master kar leta hai, woh King kehlaata hai — aur poori supernatural duniya uska ehtaraam karti hai.>
Sikandar ne socha,
“Mera pehla transformation Blood Moon par hua tha… toh mera mark bhi laal hi tha.”
System ne confirm kiya:
<Tumhara birth moon Blood Moon tha. Isi liye tumhara Werewolf aura bhi dark red hai.>
Sikandar khayalon mein dooba tha jab achanak usey kai footsteps ki awaaz sunai di.
Uske senses ne pehchaan liya — Adhara aur Rosie ki khushboo thi.
Thodi dair baad dono daudte hue aaye, peeche students ka jhund tha aur ek professor bhi, jo white coat pehne hue tha.
Sikandar concrete ke pot ke sahare baitha tha, uske aas paas khoon ka talab sa ban gaya tha.
Adhara ne uske pairon ka zakham dekha toh uske haath kaanp gaye.
“Chalo… apne kamre mein chal kar baat karte hain… yahan bahut log hain,” Sikandar ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha.
Idhar students gheray mein kharay the, sabke chehron par shock tha.
Unhone Sikandar ko training ground mein dekha tha — woh hamesha unbeatable tha.
Aaj usko is halat mein dekh kar sab samajh gaye ke jisse usne lada, woh koi aam shaks nahi tha.
Professor aage aaya, “Yeh kya ho raha hai? Kisne hamle kiya university ground mein?”
Sikandar jawab dena chahta tha, par Adhara ne foran kaha,
“Sir, pehle hum usey apne kamre mein le jaate hain.”
Professor ne kaha, “Par usay infirmary le jao, yeh zakham…”
Adhara ne Sikandar ki taraf dekha — usne halki si gardan hila di.
Adhara ne kaha, “Sir, hum Ochyra University se hain. Hum tayyar aaye hain. Koi fikr ki baat nahi.”
Professor ne sir hila kar haan mein jawaab diya.
Lekin un sabko pata nahi tha ke ek shakhs — ek passerby — poori ladaai dekh chuka tha,
Shuru se le kar aakhir tak…
Kuch minute baad, Sikandar apne kamray mein pahunchta hai — Rosie aur Adhara usko sahara diye hue hain.
Sikandar ke paon itne zakhmi hain ke wo theek se chal bhi nahi pa raha. Adrenaline khatam hote hi uske pairon ka dard aur bhi badh gaya tha.
Jese hi wo bistar par let'ta hai, halki si saans le kar kehta hai:
“Rosie, kya tum mere liye ek healing elixir la sakti ho?”
Rosie bina kuch soche, bas sir hila kar turant kamre se nikal gayi.
Adhara ne turant samajh liya ke Sikandar ne use bahana banaya hai — wo usse akela baat karna chahta tha.
Adhara ne zara pareshaani ke saath poocha,
“Kya hua tha, Sikandar?”
Sikandar ne apni position theek ki, aur dheemi awaz mein bola,
“Mujh par chand ki roshni mein snan karte waqt ek Supernatural ne hamla kiya… wo ek Shapeshifter tha.”
Adhara ki aankhein hairani se khul gayin.
“Shapeshifter? Ratmawati City ke beechon beech? Yeh kaise mumkin hai!?”
Sikandar ne gehri saans li,
“Mujhe pata hai yakeen karna mushkil hai, lekin yeh sach hai. Main mushkil se zinda bacha hoon. Agar mere paas wo Invincible Item na hoti, to shayad main ab tak zinda na hota.”
Adhara ke chehre par darr aur soch dono ke asar the.
“Lekin wo sirf tumhe kyun nishana bana rahe hain? Lagta hai kisi ne pehle se plan kiya tha…”
Sikandar ne aankhen band karke kaha,
“Ek baat hai jo mujhe tumse kehni hai.”
Adhara ne use dekha, uski aankhon mein sawal tha.
Sikandar thodi dair chup raha, phir bola:
“Jis din maine tumhe badla tha… us din Werewolf ne meri aura mehsoos kar li thi. Mujhe laga Ratmawati City humare liye mehfooz jagah hai… lekin aaj raat ne sabit kar diya ke main galat tha.”
Adhara ka jism halka sa kaamp gaya.
Sikandar ne dekha, lekin kuch kaha nahi — wo samajh sakta tha ke uske dil mein abhi kya chal raha hai.
Narm lekin mazboot lehje mein bola,
“Kya tum dari hui ho?”
Adhara ne apne kapkte haath band kiye,
“Haan… lekin main tumhare saath hoon, Sikandar. Bas mujhse kuch chhupana mat… mujhe batao main kaise madad kar sakti hoon.”
Sikandar ke chehre par halki si muskurahat aa gayi — usse ummeed nahi thi ke Adhara itni himmat dikhayegi.
“Theek hai, main kuch nahi chhupaunga.”
Adhara ne turant kaha,
“Ab kya karne ka plan hai?”
Sikandar ne soch kar kaha,
“Hum dono akelay inse nahi lad sakte… mujhe aur log chahiye. Humein ek pack banana hoga.”
Sikandar ne jawab diya,
“Mujhe unke power ki parwah nahi… mujhe bas unki sachchai aur wafadari chahiye.”
Usse pata tha ke system ke zariye wo unhe taqat de sakta hai.
Phir achanak uske zehan mein kuch aaya,
“Adhara, ab waqt aa gaya hai. Main tumhe poori tarah se Werewolf mein badalne wala hoon. Main chahta hoon ke tum meri right hand bano.”
Adhara ka dil zor se dhadak utha, zimmedari ka bojh mehsoos hua — lekin Sikandar ki aankhon mein chamak dekh kar usne sir hila diya.
Sikandar ne phir zyada mazboot lehje mein kaha,
“Nahi, mujhe chahiye ke tum meri right hand bano, Adhara.”
Adhara ke gaal halka se laal hue, lekin wo turant apne jazbaat sambhal gayi.
Sikandar ne kaha,
“Main sab ko bata dunga ke mujh par White Ninja ne dobara hamla kiya hai. Supernatural ka zikr kisi se mat karna.”
Adhara thoda hairan hui,
“Lekin kyun? Ye to badi baat hai, sab ko pata chalna chahiye.”
Sikandar ne sir hila kar kaha,
“Agar unhe pata chal gaya ke ek Supernatural City ke andar ghus aya, to pura Ratmawati hil jaayega. Security barh jaayegi, aur hum pakde jaa sakte hain.”
Adhara ne ghabra kar sir hila diya — usne socha bhi nahi tha ke agar unka raaz khul gaya, to wo log unhe pakad kar dissect karenge… unka amal samajhne ke liye.
Us waqt Sikandar ki nazar Adhara ke haath par gayi, uske sleeve ke neeche kuch chamak raha tha — lekin Adhara ne turant apni sleeve neeche kar li.
Sikandar kuch poochne hi wala tha ke Rosie wapas aa gayi.
Rosie ke haath mein kuch Rank Four Healing Elixirs the, aur uske saath Hera aur Tony bhi the.
Ochyra University ke representatives ye khabar sunkar pareshaan ho gaye the — agar Sikandar kal ke tournament mein hissa nahi le paya, to unki izzat mitti mein mil jaayegi.
Hera ne bechaini se kaha,
“Ye sab abhi hi kyun hua, tournament se ek din pehle…”
Tony ne zakhmon ko dekha aur bola,
“Ye ghav kal tak theek hona mushkil lagta hai. Batao Sikandar, kya ye Faraday University ki chaal thi?”
Sikandar ne sar hila kar kaha,
“Nahi, mujh par White Assassins ne dobara hamla kiya.”
Tony ne Hera ki taraf dekha,
“Maine tumhe kaha tha na, ye log dobara hamla karenge.”
Kuch dair baat karne ke baad Tony kamre se nikal gaya, lekin jaane se pehle usne poocha,
“Kya tum kal tournament mein shamil ho paoge?”
Sikandar ne thaka hua saans le kar kaha,
“Haan, main zaroor shamil hoga.”
Tony ke jaane ke baad, Rosie ne healing elixir uske zakhamon par lagaya — zakhm tezi se bharne lage, lekin poori tarah se theek hone mein waqt lagta.
Sikandar ne aankhen band kar li — dono din uske liye ek nayi qiyamat se kam nahi the.
Ronald ke diye hue jale hue zakhm abhi theek hi hue the, ke Shapeshifter ne unhe phir se phaad dala.
Aaramdah bistar par jese hi let’tा hai, neend turant aa jaati hai.
---
Raat ke Beech
Raat ke beech Sikandar achanak jaag gaya — usne kuch halki si khur khurahat suni.
Shapeshifter ke hamle ke baad se uska jism hamesha alert rehta tha — har awaaz pe uske nerves tan jaate the.
“Cling!”
Kisi cheez ki halki si awaaz aayi.
Usne aankhen band rakhi, lekin mehsoos kiya ke Adhara uthi hui hai.
Wo kuch kar rahi thi — aur phir dheere se darwaza khula, aur band ho gaya.
Adhara kamre se bahar chali gayi.
Sikandar ne aankhen band rakhi, lekin uske dil mein ek soch ubhar aayi —
“Adhara phir raat ko uthi? Kahan ja rahi hai wo…?”
---
Adhara kamre se nikal gayi, bina iske ke Sikandar ko pata chale ke woh bahar ja rahi hai.
Sikandar ne uske jaane ke baad aankhein band karne ki koshish ki, magar ek cheez uske zehan mein atak gayi —
“Uske bazu par woh nishaan... kya woh zakham tha? Pehle kabhi nahi dekha maine... yeh to naya lagta hai.”
Woh sochta raha ke Adhara ne us nishaan ko chhupane ki koshish kyun ki. Yeh sab uske liye ajeeb tha.
“Umeed hai Suraj kuch pata laga le…”
Yeh soch kar usne gehri saans li aur neend mein chala gaya. Uske liye yeh din kaafi sakht guzra tha.
---
Raat ke aakhir ghanton mein, Adhara university ke corridor se guzar rahi thi. Uske qadam tez the, aur chehre par baychaini saaf dikh rahi thi.
University lagbhag khaali thi — chand pehre-daar chakkar laga rahe the. Is waqt koi student nazar nahi aa raha tha.
Adhara baar-baar apne aas paas dekhti ja rahi thi. Us par pichhle attack ka asar abhi tak tha.
Magar usse ye khabar nahi thi ke uska peecha phir se koi kar raha hai… wohi saaya jo us par pehle hamla kar chuka tha.
Woh shaks — Suraj — doori bana kar uska peecha kar raha tha.
“Sikandar ne kaha tha ke Adhara ke senses bahut tez hain. Is faslay par woh mujhe mehsoos nahi karegi…”
---
Adhara ne university ke gate par ruk kar taxi bulayi.
Suraj ne door se dekha aur bhonhein chadha li.
“Yeh raat ke is waqt kahaan ja rahi hai? Sare dukaan band hain…”
Usne apni kamar se ek chhoti si bandook nikali aur bina awaaz ke goli chalayi —
Tap!
Kale rang ki goli taxi ke pichhle hisse par lagi, jahan se halki si laal roshni chamki. Adhara ne awaaz suni, lekin usne usay ignore kar diya.
Suraj ne halki muskurahat ke saath kaha,
“Perfect. Tracker lag gaya.”
Phir usne apni gaadi start ki aur taxi ka peecha karna shuru kar diya.
---
Mobile screen par ek chhoti si laal light blink kar rahi thi — Adhara ki taxi.
“Sector 2E ke kinare ja rahi hai... kya yeh sector ke bahar jaane wali hai?” Suraj ne socha.
Kuch der baad tracker ruk gaya — ek jagah jahan sirf kuch border guards the.
Suraj ne gaadi roki aur aas paas dekha. Adhara taxi ka kiraya de rahi thi.
Usne us jagah ka board dekha — “Yichi Grove”.
“Yeh... yahan kyun aayi hai?”
---
Yichi Grove, ek aisi jagah jahan pehle “Venomous Snake Yichi” naam ka darinda rehta tha.
Yeh jangal chhota nahi tha — Emham Forest ki tarah, yeh bhi Awakened logon ke training ke liye istemaal hota tha.
Adhara ne guard ko apni identity dikhayi aur andar chali gayi.
Suraj ne halka sa saans liya aur chupke se uska peecha karna shuru kar diya.
---
Andar dakhil hote hi, Suraj ne mehsoos kiya ke uske aas paas har taraf se kuch mutated beasts ki nazar us par hai.
Magar yeh sab bahar ke ilaqe ke janwar the — kamzor aur manageable.
“Andar ka hissa khatarnaak hai... rank four se upar ke beasts milte hain wahan. Agar Yichi khud mil gaya to... maut pakki.”
Suraj ne Adhara ko aankhon se ojal hota dekha aur turant uske peeche chala gaya.
Adhara ke haath mein do chhuriyaan chamak rahi thi. Woh har aane wale beast ko asaani se maar rahi thi, jaise uska maqsad training ho.
Woh aage badhti gayi, jab tak ke ek chhota jharna nazar nahi aaya.
Us jagah ke aas paas rank 3 aur rank 4 beasts milte the.
“Toh yeh yahan training ke liye aayi hai... magar raat ke is waqt aur itni chhup kar kyun?” Suraj ne socha.
---
Kuch hi der baad, ek Hard Skin Rhino uske saamne aa gaya.
Adhara ne uska daira dekhte hue apni dono chhuriyaan nikaali.
Agle hi lamhe, woh bijli ki raftaar se aage badhi — chhuriyaan aag ki laali se chamak uthi.
Har vaar ke saath hawaa mein laal chamak ki jhalak chhuti.
Suraj door se yeh sab dekh raha tha, uske chehre par hairani aur tahseen dono thi.
“Woh daggers seekh rahi hai... lekin uske movements mein kuch kami hai. Shayad practice kar rahi hai.”
---
Lambe bees minute tak jang chalti rahi.
Aakhirkar Rhino thak kar gir gaya, uska badan zakhamon se bhara hua tha.
Adhara ne gehri saans li aur zameen par gir gayi — thakan uske har jism ke hisse se tapak rahi thi.
Suraj ne socha ke ab wapas chala jaye, magar uski nigah kuch ajeeb cheez par padi.
Adhara uth kar Rhino ke murde ke paas gayi… apni chhuri se uske gosht ka ek bada tukda kaata — aur bina kuch soche, usse seedha khana shuru kar diya!
CHAAK!
Kachay gosht ka pehla niwala uske hont se lagte hi Suraj ka dil tharr gaya.
“Yeh... yeh kya kar rahi hai?!”
Uska haath tree trunk se phisal gaya, aur woh hairat mein jam gaya.
Aise jaise usne insaan nahi, balkay kuch aur dekh liya ho…
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Achanak hawa ka rukh badla, aur Adhara ne apna sir uthaya — uski aankhein laal chamak rahi thi.
Suraj ne dekha ke Adhara kacha gosht kha rahi thi. Us manzar ne use us waqt ki yaad dila di jab usne pehli dafa kacha gosht khaya tha — apni pichli mission ke dauran. Sirf sochnay se hi uska pait ulatne lagta hai.
Adhara baghair kisi jhijak ke gosht kha rahi thi. Kuch hi lamhon mein uske haath ka sara gosht khatam ho gaya.
Ye dekh kar Suraj halka sa peeche hṭa, lekin uska paon kisi pathar se takra gaya aur wo dharam se zameen par gir gaya, “Shit!”
Adhara ne awaz suni to foran hoshiyar ho gayi. Usne uss taraf dekha jahan se kharkharahat ki awaz aayi thi, magar wahan koi nazar nahi aaya.
Use ek saaya zameen par girta dikha, lekin agle hi pal wo gayab ho gaya.
“Ajib hai… mujhe laga koi tha yahan… ya shayad koi mutated beast tha?” Adhara ne halke se kaha, phir apna khana khatam karne lagi.
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Agli subah,
Sikandar sabse pehle uth gaya. Usne raat bhar theek se neend nahi li thi — uske zehan mein bas ek hi baat ghoom rahi thi: Adhara ka raaz.
Usne dekha ke Adhara apne bed par chain se so rahi hai. Hera bhi paas hi thi, dono ne lambi sleeves wale kapde pehne hue the. Adhara ke chehre par sukoon tha.
Abhi subah ke paanch bhi nahi baje the.
Sikandar dheere dheere Adhara ke paas gaya, aur chupke se uske haath dekhe. Uske bazu par ek nayi si kharoch ka nishan tha jo abhi thik ho raha tha.
‘Ye to bilkul naya scar lag raha hai… wo kal raat kahan gayi thi?’ Sikandar ne socha.
Adhara aadhi Werewolf thi — uske andar bhale hi kam khoon tha, magar uska jism regenerating ability rakhta tha. Uske zakhm aam tor par chand dinon mein gayab ho jaate the.
To agar uske haath par naya nishan hai, iska matlab kuch to hua hai.
Sikandar ne uski taraf dekha aur dil mein bola,
“Tumne kaha tha aur koi raaz nahi rahenge, lekin tum ab bhi kuch chhupa rahi ho, pagal larki.”
Ye soch kar usne pyar se Adhara ke baalon ko halka sa chhua.
Phir wo uth kar bathroom ki taraf gaya — lekin jaise aam tor par karta tha, pehle apna phone uthaya.
Screen par Suraj ke kai messages aaye hue the.
22:17
“Yar Sikandar, maine Adhara ko thoda prank kiya.”
“Main bas mazaak mein uska test le raha tha, lekin tu yaqeen nahi karega — uske dono haathon par pure scars bhare hue hain!”
“Lagta hai wo pagalpan ki had tak training kar rahi hai!”
“Tu ne mujhe kaha tha us par nazar rakhun, lekin bhai, use apne hand-to-hand combat par kaam karna chahiye, wo to teri team mein hai na?”
03:21
“Sikandar! Wo larki bilkul paagal hai!”
“Main uska peecha karte karte Yichi Grove tak gaya. Pehle to laga wo bas training kar rahi hai, lekin phir kuch ajeeb dekha.”
“Main chupke se uske peeche tha, usne dagger skills practice ki, aur ek Hard Skin Rhino se ladaai karne lagi!”
“Phir jo maine dekha… wo main message mein nahi bata sakta, tujhse milkar hi bataunga.”
Ye padh kar Sikandar ne zara si bhonhen chadha di.
“Subah subah curiosity aur badha di…” usne dil mein kaha.
Tabhi ek nayi system notification screen par chamak uthi —
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<Faraday University Tournament>
Mission: Tournament jeet lo jab user weakened state mein ho.
Reward: 8,000 Gold | 500,000 EXP | Black Devil Gloves
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Ye dekh kar Sikandar ne sir hila kar kaha,
“Black Devil Gloves… dilchasp lag rahe hain.”
Usse yaad aaya ke pichle battle mein Adhara ke diye hue gloves toot gaye the.
‘Main Manticore se larna battle gloves ke saath bekaar hoga. Shayad talwar behtar rahegi,’ usne socha.
Wo uth kar bathroom gaya aur apna chehra dho liya.
Ye din uske liye bohot aham tha — Rosie ka mustaqbil isi par depend karta tha.
Lekin wo andar se ghabraya hua tha, kyunke Invincible power ka istemal karne ke baad uska 30% power kam ho gaya tha.
“Tees percent koi chhoti baat nahi hoti,” usne socha.
Aaine mein apna chehra dekhte hue usne dil mein kaha,
“Is din ke baad, Rosie ka qarz khatam. Ab sirf ek maqsad — apni taqat aur apni pack ko mazboot banana.”
Duniya mein roz naye khatraat paida ho rahe the. Uske paas waqt nahi tha.
Platchi Family ke saath uska conflict abhi khatam nahi hua tha, kal ka supernatural attacker bhi maujood tha… aur sabse badi baat, uska sanity stat roz kam ho raha tha.
‘Adhara bhi pagalpan se training kar rahi hai… main usse Werewolf banaya, to zimmedari meri hai. Mujhe apni pack ke liye ek sahara banna hoga,’ usne socha.
Tabhi system ki ek aur awaz aayi:
<-5% Sanity Stat Decreased. Check Stats Tab for more info>
Sikandar ne gehri saans li, uski aankhon mein irada chamka —
‘Agar ye roz kam ho raha hai, to mujhe jaldi kuch karna padega… warna ye sab kuch barbaad kar dega.’
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Aaj ke liye itnah hi I hope ye update be aap aub ko pasind ahye gah..
Abi next episode se main tournament start ho jaye gah. Jo 1 ya 2 updates mai complete ho jaye gah.
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Tab tak ke liye
To aakhirkar shape shifter ko hata diya magar 30% decrease ho gayi hai uski power and stats kia issue say woh kevon ko hara payeg bohat mushkil lag raha hai kia yahi tak uska sath thaa rose ke sath ya phir kuch naya tikdam milega usay system sai. But pehlay to aaj ka task pura karna hoga uske baad sanity ke bare me bhi sochna hoga agar aisay ho khatam ho gayi to phir woh bhi Adhara ke tarah ka cha gosht khane lagega.
“Aaj ka din woh hai jiska sab intezaar kar rahe the!!
Naya Tyrant vs Purana Tyrant!!
Ochyra University!! vs Faraday University!!”
“WOOOO!!”
Logon ka samundar cheekh utha.
Puray Ring of Tenacity mein shor, roshni aur junoon ka toofan tha.
Har taraf se cheekhne, chillaane ki awaazein, log pehli manzil tak chipak kar kharay the.
Ye koi aam din nahi tha — yeh woh din tha jisme Rosie ki taqdeer likhi jaane wali thi.
Backroom mein Rosie bechaini se apne haath mror rahi thi.
Uske chehre par paseene ki boondein chamak rahi thin.
Uske liye ye sirf aik tournament nahi, poori zindagi ka sawaal tha.
Adhara paas aayi, usne Rosie ke kandhe par haath rakha,
“Relax Rosie, itna ghabra mat. Ye sirf aik match hai. Dil laga ke ladho, tum theek rahogi.”
Rosie ne halka sa sar hila diya, lekin dil mein socha,
“Agar ye sirf aik match hota… toh main itni darrti nahi.”
Usne aankh uthai —
Sikandar saamne khada tha, hathyaaron ki table par rakkhi talwaron ko ghoor raha tha.
Sikandar ne bhi Rosie ki nazar mehsoos ki.
Usne halki si muskurahat di — pur-aitemad aur sakoon bhari.
Rosie ne foran nazar hata li.
“Ye Sikandar hai… woh asaani se nahi haarega.”
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Magar Sikandar ke dil mein bhi tufaan barpa tha.
“Khud ko control karo… tum kar loge. 30% stat reduction ke bawajood bhi jit sakte ho.”
Usne khud se kaha, lekin uske haath tloaron par thehre nahi.
Woh har talwar ko uthata, chalaata, phir wapas rakh deta.
“Kuch toh ghalat hai… koi bhi talwar mujhse match nahi kar rahi.”
Aakhir usne aik random talwar uthai aur Miss Hera ke paas gaya.
“Miss Hera, main dekh kar aata hoon ke koi aur weapon milta hai ya nahi.”
Hera ne bhauen charhain,
“Kya matlab? Das talwarein yahan hain, aur tumhe koi pasand nahi aayi?”
Sikandar ne kandhe uchkaye,
“Nahi, bas zara check kar loon. Zyada der nahi lagay gi.”
“Match 30 minute mein start hai! Late mat hona!” Hera ne chillakar kaha.
Sikandar ne sir hila diya aur backroom se nikal gaya.
“Faraday University ne mujh par assassins bheje the… in par bharosa nahi kiya ja sakta. Shayad weapons mein bhi kuch chhed-chaad ho.”
Lekin dil ki bechaini kam nahi ho rahi thi.
Shayad shak ki wajah se… ya kisi aur cheez se.
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Sikandar hallway mein aimlessly chal raha tha.
Dimagh uljha hua, qadam be-maqsad.
“System se sword khareed loon? Lekin gold kam hai… aur sirf aik fight ke liye?”
Ye soch kar usne thoda sar hilaya, phir bathroom ki taraf badh gaya.
Andar ja kar usne talwar ek taraf phenki,
Sink on kiya, aur muh par pani maara.
Splash!
“Kya masla hai mujh mein? Dil itna ghabra kyun raha hai?”
Saansen bhari ho rahi thin, hawa bhi jaise bhaari lag rahi thi.
Usne collar ke button khole aur gehri saans li.
Phir achanak ek soch dimagh mein aayi —
“SCO… woh Anti-Awakened Organization… maine kal poori duniya ke samne Black Lightning use ki thi! Unhe ab tak pata lag gaya hoga…”
Ye sochte hi uska dil zor se dhadakne laga.
“Kya isliye main andar se bechain hoon? Kya woh mujhe dhoond lenge?”
Usne dobara paani uthaya aur muh par dala —
Aur phir… jam gaya.
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Pani nahi… Khoon tha.
Ghaara, laal, garam khoon — jo uske chehre se beh raha tha.
Sikandar peeche hata, aankhen khul gayin.
Haath dekhe — khoon mein doobe hue.
Sink se bhi khoon ubal raha tha, aur zameen par gir raha tha.
Tabhi ek system notification uske samne chamak uthi:
<Sudden Quest>
<Eternal Curse>
“User ne ek shaitani laanat trigger ki hai, jo use ek manhoos makhlooq se hamesha ke liye jor degi.
Jab tak user zinda hai, yeh laanat uske sath bandhi rahegi.
Is laanat ko todhne ka tareeqa dhoondo!”
Quest Reward: Performance ke hisaab se milayga.
Quest Failure: Maut.>
Sikandar ne yeh pad kar aankhein phailadi.
"Yeh kahan se aagaya? Yeh quest trigger kaise hua?"
Usne apna seena chua, saans abhi bhi bhari thi.
"System, yeh kya tha? Mujhe kya hua?"
<User ne ek curse trigger kiya hai>
"Yeh to mujhe pata hai," Sikandar ne gusse aur ghabrahat ke mix lehje mein kaha, "lekin yeh hua kaise?"
Lekin system khamosh tha.
Uski yeh khamoshi aur bhi zyada pareshan kar rahi thi.
Sikandar ne gehri saans li, apni talwar uthai aur wahan se nikal gaya — itna hila hua tha ke sink band karna bhi bhool gaya.
Us makhlooq ke lafz abhi bhi uske zehan mein goonj rahe thay…
Ek aisi goonj jo dil ke andar tak utar gayi ho.
Jab usne darwaza khola, to achanak ruk gaya —
Darwaze ke samne ek aurat khadi thi.
Dono ek dusre ko dekh kar kuch pal ke liye sann reh gaye.
Phir aurat ne apna chehra sambhala aur muskuraayi.
Sikandar ne bhonain charhate hue kaha,
"Galat jagah aa gayi ho lagta hai, ladies’ toilet udhar hai."
Aur bina rukay uske paas se guzarta chala gaya.
Uska dimagh abhi bhi uljha hua tha, laanat, system aur woh makhlooq sab ek saath uske dimaagh mein ghoom rahe thay.
Lekin tabhi us aurat ki naram magar pur-asraar awaaz uske kaanon mein goonji —
“Tumhi ho na, Sikandar Silverstar?”
Sikandar ruk gaya.
Usne socha, "Yeh jagah to sirf Ochyra University ke representatives ke liye restricted hai… yeh kaun hai?"
Wo dheere se palta, “Tum kaun ho?”
Aurat bohot shaandar lag rahi thi — lambi, graceful, ek royal vibe thi uske har andaaz mein.
Uski kamar pe ek chamakdar talwar latak rahi thi jo pehli nazar mein hi mehngi lag rahi thi.
"Yeh to kisi bade khandan ki lagti hai," Sikandar ne socha.
Aurat halki si muskuraayi, “Main soch rahi thi tum mujhe pehchan loge… ab to dil tod diya tumne.”
Sikandar ne aankhein tang ki, “Maaf karna, mujhe yaad nahi ke hum kab mile thay.”
Aurat ke honton pe halki si hanssi phail gayi, “Tumne mere bhai ka mazaak udaane ke liye mera naam liya tha… yaad nahi?”
“Bhai?”
Sikandar ke zehan mein flash hua —
"Toh yeh Kevin ki bahan hai..."
Usne dheere se kaha, “Toh tum Kevin ki bahan ho.”
Ab usse waqai lag raha tha dono mein ek si shakl hai — wohi laal baal, wohi tez aankhen, aur ek royal confidence.
Aurat ne halka sa muskurate hue kaha,
“Tum waqai dilchasp ho, Sikandar. Bohot logon mein himmat nahi hoti mere bhai se aise baat karne ki.”
Sikandar hans pada, “Lagta hai Miss Luc, tumne ab tak kisi mard se mulaqat nahi ki.”
Usne aankhon mein chamak la kar jawab diya, “Lagta hai waqai nahi ki.”
Uska andaaz itna confident aur graceful tha ke Sikandar chahte hue bhi koi taunt nahi maar saka.
Phir uski nazar Sikandar ke haath mein talwar par gayi.
“Yeh sword... top student ke laayak nahi lagti,” usne halki taana maarte hue kaha.
Sikandar ne thoda jhijakte hue kaha,
“Main normally sword use nahi karta, yeh sirf Manticore ke liye thi.”
“Manticore?” usne halki muskaan ke sath kaha, “Waqai ek dilchasp dushman hai.”
Phir usne apni talwar ko pakra — aur bina warning ke talwar kheench li!
BLITZ!
Bijli ki awaaz goonji, hawa kaat di gayi, aur Sikandar piche hat gaya.
Aurat ne talwar ghumaayi, uske aas-paas hawa mein electric sparks naachne lage.
“Silver Copious Sword, rank seven Heaven Lightning Elementalist ka kaam hai,” usne fakhar se kaha.
Sikandar ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi.
Talwar ka naqsh, uska weight, uska glow — sab kuch behtareen tha.
Phir achanak us aurat ne talwar uski taraf uchhal di.
Tap!
Sikandar ne talwar pakdi — aur jhat se uske andar se ek powerful current guzra, lekin usne kuch mehsoos nahi kiya.
Bijli uske sath mild ho gayi, jaise use apna maanne lagi ho.
Usne halki se smile ke sath talwar hawa mein ghumaayi —
BLITZ!
Hawa cheekh uthi.
Ek hi lafz uske dil se nikla — "Be-misaal!"
Aurat ne pyaar bhare lehje mein pucha,
“Pasand aayi talwar?”
Sikandar ne aankhon mein hairani ke sath kaha,
“Yeh... behtareen hai. Maine aisi talwar pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi ki.”
Aurat uske paas aayi,
uske collar ko halka sa theek kiya, aur dheere se boli —
“Main yeh talwar tumhe udhaar de rahi hoon… par bhoolna mat, wapas karni hai.”
Usne halki si tap Sikandar ki back par mari — ( back ki jaga G likhna tha but mai to shreef sa writer hun kuch Ganda nahi likhta)
aur bina kuch aur kahe corridor se chal di.
Jab wo corner tak pohnchi, ruk kar palat gayi,
aur muskura kar boli,
“Mil kar acha laga, Sir Sikandar Silverstar... aur haan, Good Luck!”
Sikandar khamosh reh gaya.
Usne haath mein chamakti talwar dekhi,
phir apni back ko chhuwa.
Pocket ke Andar ek note tha.
Usne khola:
“157-555... Call me if you want to meet — Sara Luc.”
Sikandar ne dheere se note fold kiya,
phir usi raaste ki taraf dekha jahan wo gayi thi,
aur muskurate hue kaha:
“SARA… huh.”
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Ochyra University ke representatives backroom mein the.
Room ka mahaul garm tha—na sirf tension ka, balkay jazbe ka bhi.
Sab students aik circle mein baith kar aankhen band kiye dua kar rahe the… tournament ki kamyabi ke liye.
Ye un sab ke liye pehla mauqa tha.
Ochyra University ke pehle saal ke students ka ye sabse bara event tha — unka pehla moka apna naam roshan karne ka.
Tony ne sabko briefing di, uski awaaz mein bharosa aur josh tha.
"Yaad rakho," usne kaha,
"First round sirf control ka hai. Focus rakho. Tumhe utni hi mana use karni hai jitni tum perfectly control kar sako. Dekho—"
Uske haath halki si grey chamak se roshan huay.
Thodi der mein hawa mein mana ke zarre ikatthe hone lage, aur dheere dheere ek metallic talwar uske samne banne lagi.
Wo talwar poori tarah materialize ho gayi — lagbhag teen meter lambi, aur mana se bharpoor.
Tony ne use pakda, apne kandhe par rakha, aur muskura kar bola:
"Bas aise hi. Jaldi karne ki zarurat nahi. Kam az kam aik talwar zarur bana lena. Tumhe speed, durability, aur power pe judge kiya jaayega — agar speed nahi ho to doosri do cheezon pe focus karo."
Sab ne aik saath sir hila kar tasdeeq ki.
Ochyra University ka naam unke kandhon par tha.
Hera ne un sab ko dekha aur naram muskurahat ke saath kaha:
"Main sab kuch dekhungi… so do your best!"
Sab tayyar ho rahe the ke achanak announcer ki awaaz aayi—
unhe bulaya jaane wala tha.
Tony ne ek baar phir sab ki taraf dekha:
"Yaad rakho, hamara leader Sikandar abhi naya Awaken hua hai. Uske liye pehla round mushkil hoga, to tum sab uski kami puri karna!"
Ye keh kar Tony ne aas paas dekha, aur phir thoda pareshan hua,
"Ek minute… Sikandar kahaan hai?"
Hera ne turant kaha, "Wo talwar dhoondhne gaya tha, maine usse kaha tha ke 30 minute mein wapas aa jaye."
"Wo aa gaya hai," Adahra ne shaant lehje mein kaha.
Sab uski taraf ghur ke dekhne lage — kaise usse pata chal gaya ke Sikandar aa gaya hai?
Magar us waqt darwaza khula aur Sikandar tez qadam uthate hue andar aaya.
Sabka dhyaan uski kamar par bandhi talwar par tha.
Wo talwar abhi bhi scabbard mein thi, magar uske andar se bijli ki garaj mehsoos ho rahi thi.
"Sab mujhe aise kyun dekh rahe ho? Kya main late ho gaya?"
Sikandar ne maasoomi se poocha, aur sab hosh mein aaye.
Hera ne curious nazar se poocha:
"Ye talwar kahan se mili?"
Sikandar muskuraya, "Kisi ne udhaar di hai."
Ye sunkar sab hairan rahe gaye.
Rosie aur Adahra ne ek dusre ko dekha — “Kaun aisi extraordinary talwar usse udhaar de sakta hai?”
Arena shoor se bhar gaya.
Hazaroon logon ke beech Sikandar aur uski team ne entry li.
Bright lights un par padi, aur Tony ne unhe signal diya aage badhne ka.
Leader hone ke nate Sikandar sabse aage tha.
Wo crowd ki taraf haath hila kar muskuraya — ye Hera ki request thi.
Usne kaha tha, “Thoda friendly bano taake log tumhe pasand karein.”
Sikandar ne anichchha ke bawajood maan liya tha.
Aakhir ye uski university bhi thi.
Arena ke doosri taraf Faraday University ke representatives khade the.
Dono sides ke darmiyan ek translucent barrier tha jo unhe alag rakhta tha.
Announcer ne rules samjhaaye:
“First round hoga mana control ka. Har university se ek student random pick hoga aur wo apni mana control dikhayega.”
Sikandar ne saamne khade Faraday University ke logon ko dekha.
‘Paanch Fire Elementalist, ek Wind, ek Earth aur ek Water… bilkul expect kiya tha. Fire ke log Faraday mein famous hain,’ usne socha.
Un sab ke chehron pe aitmaad tha — jabke uski team ke chehre pe thoda dar.
Rosie to bilkul peeli pad gayi thi, bar bar gallery mein apne parents ko dhoondh rahi thi.
Ye to hona hi tha — Faraday University ek purani aur mashhoor jagah thi,
jabke Ochyra University nayi thi.
Pride aur confidence dono unke paas the.
Sikandar ki nazar Kevin par padi —
uske saamne likha tha:
<Kevin Luc>
Race: Human
Rank: Four (Early) – Hell Fire Elementalist
Strength: 42 (+56)
Agility: 61 (+10)
Intelligence: 82
Usne dheere se socha,
‘Mere stats 30% kam ho gaye hain, phir bhi Kevin ke barabar lag rahe hain… magar uski agility zyada hai, ye mushkil hoga.’
Phir uski nazar apni talwar par gayi.
‘Ye talwar to mujhe +50 strength de rahi hai?! Ye to kamaal ka weapon hai!’
Usi waqt usne dekha ke Kevin ke paas bhi ek fiery sword thi —
uski shape aur design usi jaisi thi, sirf element alag.
‘Toh ye wajah thi ke Sara ne mujhe ye di… dono swords same rank ke hain.’
Announcer ne chillaya:
“First round — Mana Control! Faraday University ke number 3 aur Ochyra University ke number 6 tayyar ho jaayein!”
Ochyra side se Ivy, jo number 6 pe thi, khamoshi se khadi hui.
Uske qadam theek the, magar Sikandar ne mehsoos kiya ke uske pair halkay se kaanp rahe hain.
Ye sirf ek competition nahi tha…
Ye unke sapnon, unki university aur unke jazbe ki pehli kasauti thi.
Faraday University ka number 3 competitor aik lamba sa, khubsoorat lekin ghamandi larka tha.
Uske lambay blonde baal hawa mein lahraye, aur uske maathay par ek chamakdaar neela daira tha — jaise paani ki roshni chhup kar chamak rahi ho.
Uske samne Ivy khadi thi — dono aik dosray ko tezi se tak rahe thay.
Dono Water Elementalists thay, aur unke darmiyan ka competitive pressure hawa mein bijli ki tarah chamak raha tha.
“Scoring teen cheezon par hogi,” announcer awaaz lagata hai,
“Speed of materializing your elemental weapon, uski durability, aur uski destructive power!”
Teen judges side mein baithe thay —
Ek Faraday University ka lecturer, doosra Tony (Ochyra University ka representative),
aur teesra aik neutral judge tha jo dono taraf se azaad tha.
“BEGIN!!”
Signal milte hi Faraday ka number 3 apne dono haath aage badhata hai.
Uske aas-paas ki hawa mein paani ka mana ghoom kar uske haathon ke darmiyan jama hone lagta hai.
Har koi dekh kar hairan reh gaya —
sirf chand seconds mein usne apna weapon shape karna shuru kar diya.
Ivy ne daant bhinch liye,
uski aik pal ki der ne number 3 ko pehle hi advantage de diya tha.
Magar woh bhi rukti nahi —
usne paani ka mana jama karna shuru kiya, thoda ahista zaroor tha lekin uska control behtareen tha.
Crowd dono ko cheer kar raha tha,
unhe dekh kar logon ko mehsoos ho raha tha ke yehi woh future Awakened hain jo unki duniya ki hifazat karenge.
Kuch hi der mein, Faraday ka number 3 apna weapon complete karta hai —
ek neela chamakdaar trident, jo intense water mana se bhara hua tha.
Uske andar paani vortex ki tarah ghoom raha tha,
aur uski energy sab kuch bhigo dene jaisi thi.
Ivy ne bhi apna weapon finish kiya —
ek char meter lamba paani ka spear, jo aik nazar mein hi dangerous lag raha tha.
Judges ne dono ke weapons ko dekha,
aur unke scores upar uthaye —
pehli category, speed.
Faraday University ka crest teenon judges ne upar uthaya.
Sab ne agree kiya — speed mein number 3 ne clearly Ivy ko hara diya.
Announcer ne zor se kaha:
“Speed category goes to Faraday University!!”
Ab dono apne weapons ko sambhalte hain,
jab achanak se —
ZOOOOONG!!
Aik vibrating mana wave hawa mein phail jaati hai!
Pura ground hilne lagta hai, dono ke elemental weapons tez vibration mein aa jaate hain.
Ivy ka spear larazne lagta hai,
uska concentration toot jaata hai.
Wave sirf weapon ko nahi — balkay unki mana flow aur dimagh par bhi asar kar rahi thi.
Rosie apni jagah par pareshan khari dekh rahi hoti hai,
usey bhi vibration feel ho rahi thi,
halankeh uske haath mein koi weapon nahi tha.
Sikandar ne ye sab dekha,
aur apne dil mein socha,
“The tension… woh khud par zyada pressure daal rahi hai.”
Faraday ka number 3 bhi struggle kar raha tha,
lekin tabhi vibration ruk gayi.
Dono ne gehri saans li,
aur apne weapons ko control mein karne ki koshish ki.
Ivy ka spear ab bhi laraz raha tha,
magar number 3 ka trident ab bilkul stable tha.
Judges ne apne crests uthaye —
Phir se teenon ne Faraday University ke liye vote diya.
Tony ne dil mein afsos kiya,
lekin fairness ke liye usne bhi Faraday ke haq mein haath uthaya.
Ivy ne apne trembling spear ko dekha aur hairan ho gayi,
“Ye ab bhi kyun laraz raha hai? Vibration to ruk gayi thi…”
Judge ne kaha,
“Ye vibration mana disruption ke sath aayi thi.
Jo weapon weak hoga, uska mana unstable ho jaayega — aur wo larazta rahega.”
Ye sunkar Ivy ne sar jhuka liya.
Woh pehli competitor thi… aur do points seedha haar gayi.
Koi bhi judge uske liye nahi tha.
Number 3 ne ghamandi muskurahat ke sath apna trident hawa mein uthaya,
aur crowd ko haath hila kar kaha:
“FARADAY!!”
Puri audience chillane lagi:
“FARADAY!! FARADAY!!”
Unke naraon se pura stadium goonj utha.
Kevin side mein khada muskuraya,
uske paas khade admi ne kaha,
“Ye uska confidence tod degi. Agar aise hi chalta raha to woh tournament mein hil jaayega.”
Kevin ne halka sa hans kar kaha,
“Woh chahe apni best form mein bhi ho… mujhse nahi jeet sakta.”
Uski nazar seedha Sikandar par thi,
jo khamoshi se Ivy ko dekh raha tha.
Kevin soch raha tha ke Sikandar Faraday ki jeet se ghabra gaya hai…
magar asal mein, Sikandar kuch aur 3soch raha tha.
“Mujhe bas Kevin ko harana hai.
Jo maine Rosie se wada kiya hai,
usay poora karna hi hoga.”
Uski aankhon mein aik jazba tha,
aik sakht determination.
Lekin dil mein woh jaanta tha —
“Din ke ujale mein usse harana... asaan nahi hoga.”
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Ivy sirf do score haarte hi foran eliminate ho gayi — teesra part shuru hone se pehle hi sab khatam ho gaya.
Crowd ne zor se cheer kiya, Faraday University ka naam stadium mein goonj gaya.
Ivy aur number three ke darmiyan skill ka farq itna zyada tha ke sab kuch saaf nazar aa raha tha.
Sirf paanch second ka farq, aur uske trembling elemental weapon ne sab kuch keh diya.
Ivy har angle se outclass ho gayi thi — uske chehre ki muskurahat ek dum se gayab ho gayi.
Ochyra University ke camp mein sakoot cha gaya.
Baaki representatives ke chehre pe ghabrahat thi, unka hausla tod gaya tha.
Hera ne hont kaat kar saans li, phir zor se cheekhi,
“Focus rakhna! Yeh sirf pehla round hai! Apne aap pe yakeen rakho!”
Woh koshish kar rahi thi ke team ka morale toot na jaye, warna sab barbaad ho jaayega.
Sikandar ne andar hi andar socha,
"Agar humein jeetna hai... to agla round hamara ek dum overwhelming victory hona chahiye… lekin kaise?"
Usne system se poocha ke elemental weapon banate waqt kya important hai.
System ka jawab aya:
<“Strong Elemental Weapon banane ke liye user ko apne element ke behavior se match karna hota hai.
Jaise Earth Elementalist ke liye shield weapon hi behtar hota hai.”>
Sikandar ne aankhein band ki aur apne aas paas ki Black Lightning ko mehsoos kiya.
Bijli uske shareer ke ird-gird tezi se ghoom rahi thi — tez, ziddi aur afra-tafri bhari.
Usne saari energy absorb kar ke use pure black lightning mein convert kar diya.
Achanak, woh mana aur zyada chaotic ban gayi — bilkul control se bahar.
“Agar Black Lightning ko chaos pasand hai... to weapon bhi usi nature ka banana hoga,”
Sikandar ne aankhen kholi, unmein bijli chamak rahi thi.
Uske hont pe ek halki si smirk thi — jaise usne kuch samajh liya ho.
Announcer ki awaaz goonji,
“Next Pair — Number Seven from Ochyra University vs Number Eight from Faraday University!”
Lekin number seven bhi wahi halat ka shikar hua — Faraday ne usse bhi kuch secondon mein hara diya.
Unka weapon sirf aadha minute bhi nahi tik saka.
Explosion ke baad number seven hawa mein uchhal gaya.
Medic team daudti hui aayi, kuch wind mana ke zakhm the.
Ochyra University ke camp mein ab udaasi aur ghabrahat dono barh gayi thi.
Rosie sabse zyada affected thi — uska chehra safed pad gaya tha.
Uske maa-baap crowd mein baithe the, aur woh unke saamne sharminda nahi hona chahti thi.
Adhara ne Rosie ki halat dekhi, woh kuch kehne wali thi ke announcer ne naam pukara:
“Number Two from Ochyra University — and Number Five from Faraday University, please step up!”
Adhara ne gahri saans li aur stage ki taraf barh gayi.
Uska andaaz pur-sukoon tha, magar uski aankhon mein jazba jal raha tha.
Dusri taraf, Faraday ki representative — ek lambi, muscular aur arrogant aurat — confident muskurahat ke saath saamne aayi.
Dono Fire Elementalist the, aur ye match dekh kar Sikandar bhi serious ho gaya.
“BEGIN!”
Jaise hi signal mila, dono ne ek saath apne elemental weapon conjure kiye.
Dono ke speed barabar the — crowd ne saans rok li.
Sirf aath second mein, dono ne apne weapon bana liye.
Adhara ne ek bari battle-axe banayi jo zameen ko tod rahi thi apne wazan se,
jabke number five ne ek human-sized flaming bow conjure kiya.
Jury ne decision dikhaya — do crest Ochyra ke, ek Faraday ka.
Crowd cheer karne laga — Ochyra ke liye pehli chhoti si jeet!
Tony ne musht band kar ke cheekha, “NICE!!”
Faraday ka lecturer halki hanssi se bola, “Hmm, lagta hai ab match mazedar ho raha hai.”
Tony hans padta hai, “Of course! Hamare students ne khoon paseena bahaaya hai!”
Adhara ke chehre pe ek halki si muskurahat thi — usne pehla part jeet liya tha.
Lekin Faraday ki number five gusse se kaanp gayi,
“Zyada khush mat ho, Ochyra brat! Agle round mein tujhe jala dungi!”
Adhara ne use dekha bhi nahi.
Uske liye woh sirf ek bhaukta hua kutta thi.
Ye be-izzati number five ko aur bhi pagal kar gayi.
Dono ne apne weapon mazbooti se pakde — second round ke liye tayyar.
Crowd khamosh ho gaya.
ZOOONNGG!!
Achanak ek zabardast vibration wave chhodi gayi — dono sides pe hawa hil gayi, zameen ka compann mehsoos hua.
Adhara ka weapon hilne laga, usne daanton tale se awaz nikaali, “Arghh!”
Vibration pichle rounds se kahin zyada strong thi.
Sikandar ne aankhen sekod kar mehsoos kiya —
“Yeh wave... yeh to cheat lag rahi hai,” usne andar hi andar kaha.
Usne mehsoos kiya ke Ochyra side ki vibration double ho gayi thi,
jabke Faraday pe asar kam tha.
Lekin ajeeb baat ye thi ke baaki logon ko ye fark mehsoos hi nahi ho raha tha...
Sikandar ke chehre pe aik shadeed gussa aur soch ka mila-jula izhaar tha —
“Kisi ne setting ki hai… aur main isse expose karunga.”
Arena ke andar sab kuch aam lag raha tha, lekin asal mai hawa mai kuch ajeeb si lehrain chal rahi thein.
Hera bhi jo arena ke andar hi maujood thi, wo in tabdeeliyon ko mehsoos nahi kar saki.
Sikandar ne aankhen band kar ke ek gehri saans li aur mehsoos kiya — ye lehrain mana se nahi bani hui thein, ye kisi device se nikli hui lagti thein.
‘Toh Faraday University walay cheating kar rahe hain… agar tum log ghalat khel kheloge, toh phir mai bhi rukoon ga nahi,’
Sikandar ke zehan mai ek thandi, lekin khatarnaak muskurahat phail gayi.
Usne arena ke barrier ko dekha — wo mana se bana hua tha, matlab kisi ne usay manually create kiya tha.
‘System, yeh batao ye barrier kis element ka bana hai?’
<It is made of Mirror Water Element, a Mid-Great Element>
‘Mirror Water… hmm.’ Sikandar ne socha. ‘Meri Black Lightning Peak Great Element hai… iska matlab mai is barrier ko disturb kar sakta hoon, sahi?’
<Yes>
Ye jawab sun kar, Sikandar ke honton par ek shaytani muskurahat ubhri.
Dusri taraf Adhara ab bhi apni Fire Battle-Ax ke saath khadi thi.
Uska weapon zor se kamp raha tha, jabke Faraday University ki number five representative bilkul aaram se khadi thi — jaise kuch mehsoos hi na kar rahi ho.
Kuch lamhon baad wo ajeeb vibration ruk gayi.
Adhara ne apne battle-ax ki taraf dekha, phir jury ki taraf —
unhone Faraday University ke teen crest uthaye hue the, matlab unke nazdeek number five ka weapon zyada strong tha.
Adhara ke dil mai gussa bhar gaya.
‘Sab ko mehsoos hua tha, phir bhi koi kuch nahi keh raha? Ye clearly cheating hai!’
Usne Ochyra ke lecturers ki taraf dekha, lekin wo bhi khamosh the.
Phir uski nazar Sikandar par padi.
Sikandar usay ek matlab bhari nazar se dekh raha tha.
Adhara ne apne daanton ko bhincha, khud ko sambhala — jab announcer ne teesre aur akhri test ka elaan kiya:
“Ab hum elemental weapon ki power test karenge! Samne jo target hai, use apne weapon se maaro!”
Adhara ke samne wali rait hilne lagi, aur uske neeche se ek bada sa black dummy ubhar aaya.
Bilkul waisa hi jaisa Sikandar ne pehle use kiya tha, lekin ye thoda zyada bada aur mazboot lag raha tha.
“Number Five, aap pehle.”
Number Five ne apni fire bow uthai.
Usne fire strings kheench kar mana se ek flaming arrow banaya, aur chhod diya.
SWOOSH!
Aag ka teer hawa mai ghoomta hua gaya aur dummy par takraya —
BOOM!!
Poora arena hil gaya, log hairaan reh gaye.
“Score: 577, Peak Rank Three.”
Faraday University ke supporters cheer karne lage.
Phir announcer ki awaaz aayi —
“Ab Ochyra University ki Adhara!”
Adhara ne gehri saans li, uski aankhon mai fire mana chamak raha tha.
Uske gale ka agility rune sabz roshni mai jagmagaya.
Phir wo aage daudi — uske kadam rait ko jala rahe the.
Log uska sirf saya dekh paaye jab wo hawa mai uchli aur apna flaming battle-ax poori taqat se neeche le aayi!
BOOM!!!
Is dafa dhamaka aur bhi bada tha. Shockwave ne arena ki rait uda di.
Sikandar ne halka sa sar hilaya —
‘Bura nahi. Ye waqai taqatwar hamla tha.’
“Score: 603, Peak Rank Three.”
Ye sunte hi sab kuch ek pal ke liye khamosh ho gaya —
Phir announcer cheekh utha:
“Winner of the Third Bout… OCHYRA UNIVERSITY!!”
“WOOOOO!!”
Crowd phat pada, awazen gunjne lagin.
“YEH! NEW UNIVERSITY ROCKS!”
“HER BATTLE-AX IS FIRE!!”
“I WANNA BE LIKE HER!”
Adhara aur Tony dono uchhal pade — unka pehla win tha!
Adhara ne pasina pochha, dil tez dhadak raha tha, lekin aankhon mai fakhar tha.
Usne crowd ke paar dekha —
Sikandar khamoshi se taali baja raha tha, ek tasalli bhari muskurahat ke saath.
‘Cheating ke bawajood jeet gayi… sahi kaha tha maine, usay apni pack ka hissa banana galat faisla nahi tha,’
Sikandar ne socha.
Uske dil mai fakhar ka jazba ubhar aaya.
Dusri taraf, Faraday University ke lecturers ke chehre tamtamaye hue the.
Kuch officials to upar ke floor se bhi gusse se dekh rahe the —
ek nayi university se haar jaana unke liye beizzati thi.
Number Five sir jhuka kar line mai wapas gayi.
Uske pass Kevin aaya — aankhon mai aag thi.
Uske haath jal uthe aur usne Number Five ka gala pakad liya:
“Tum bekaar ho! University ko sharam dilayi hai!”
Number Five chhurane ki koshish karti rahi, “Kevin… Akh… maine koshish ki thi!”
Lekin Kevin ne usay zameen par patka aur thokar mari —
“Dobara kabhi Faraday University ka naam mat lena. Tum layak nahi ho.”
Poora area thanda pad gaya.
Kevin ka chehra gusse se laal tha — usne door se khade Sikandar ki taraf dekha, aur andar hi andar jal gaya.
‘Kya bewakoof log hain ye,’
Sikandar ne socha, aankhon mai ek khatarnaak chamak ke saath.
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Aaj ke liye itnah hi. I hope ye episode be app sub ko psind ahye gah..
Next update 45 likes target complete hone par. Lekan 11 November ko ahye gah.
Likes and comments zaroor karna aur koi suggestions b ho to wo be..
Milty hain next update par bane rahiye sath.
Tab tak ke liye
Bade chote ka pata unki tactics se chalta hai aur Faraday ek badi University ho ker cheating kar rahi hai. Shameful and disgusting.lekin kia sikandar ke sath cheating chal payegi aur strength test me 30% less stats ke sath woh Kevin ka muqabala kar payega.
“Aaj ka din woh hai jiska sab intezaar kar rahe the!!
Naya Tyrant vs Purana Tyrant!!
Ochyra University!! vs Faraday University!!”
“WOOOO!!”
Logon ka samundar cheekh utha.
Puray Ring of Tenacity mein shor, roshni aur junoon ka toofan tha.
Har taraf se cheekhne, chillaane ki awaazein, log pehli manzil tak chipak kar kharay the.
Ye koi aam din nahi tha — yeh woh din tha jisme Rosie ki taqdeer likhi jaane wali thi.
Backroom mein Rosie bechaini se apne haath mror rahi thi.
Uske chehre par paseene ki boondein chamak rahi thin.
Uske liye ye sirf aik tournament nahi, poori zindagi ka sawaal tha.
Adhara paas aayi, usne Rosie ke kandhe par haath rakha,
“Relax Rosie, itna ghabra mat. Ye sirf aik match hai. Dil laga ke ladho, tum theek rahogi.”
Rosie ne halka sa sar hila diya, lekin dil mein socha,
“Agar ye sirf aik match hota… toh main itni darrti nahi.”
Usne aankh uthai —
Sikandar saamne khada tha, hathyaaron ki table par rakkhi talwaron ko ghoor raha tha.
Sikandar ne bhi Rosie ki nazar mehsoos ki.
Usne halki si muskurahat di — pur-aitemad aur sakoon bhari.
Rosie ne foran nazar hata li.
“Ye Sikandar hai… woh asaani se nahi haarega.”
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Magar Sikandar ke dil mein bhi tufaan barpa tha.
“Khud ko control karo… tum kar loge. 30% stat reduction ke bawajood bhi jit sakte ho.”
Usne khud se kaha, lekin uske haath tloaron par thehre nahi.
Woh har talwar ko uthata, chalaata, phir wapas rakh deta.
“Kuch toh ghalat hai… koi bhi talwar mujhse match nahi kar rahi.”
Aakhir usne aik random talwar uthai aur Miss Hera ke paas gaya.
“Miss Hera, main dekh kar aata hoon ke koi aur weapon milta hai ya nahi.”
Hera ne bhauen charhain,
“Kya matlab? Das talwarein yahan hain, aur tumhe koi pasand nahi aayi?”
Sikandar ne kandhe uchkaye,
“Nahi, bas zara check kar loon. Zyada der nahi lagay gi.”
“Match 30 minute mein start hai! Late mat hona!” Hera ne chillakar kaha.
Sikandar ne sir hila diya aur backroom se nikal gaya.
“Faraday University ne mujh par assassins bheje the… in par bharosa nahi kiya ja sakta. Shayad weapons mein bhi kuch chhed-chaad ho.”
Lekin dil ki bechaini kam nahi ho rahi thi.
Shayad shak ki wajah se… ya kisi aur cheez se.
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Sikandar hallway mein aimlessly chal raha tha.
Dimagh uljha hua, qadam be-maqsad.
“System se sword khareed loon? Lekin gold kam hai… aur sirf aik fight ke liye?”
Ye soch kar usne thoda sar hilaya, phir bathroom ki taraf badh gaya.
Andar ja kar usne talwar ek taraf phenki,
Sink on kiya, aur muh par pani maara.
Splash!
“Kya masla hai mujh mein? Dil itna ghabra kyun raha hai?”
Saansen bhari ho rahi thin, hawa bhi jaise bhaari lag rahi thi.
Usne collar ke button khole aur gehri saans li.
Phir achanak ek soch dimagh mein aayi —
“SCO… woh Anti-Awakened Organization… maine kal poori duniya ke samne Black Lightning use ki thi! Unhe ab tak pata lag gaya hoga…”
Ye sochte hi uska dil zor se dhadakne laga.
“Kya isliye main andar se bechain hoon? Kya woh mujhe dhoond lenge?”
Usne dobara paani uthaya aur muh par dala —
Aur phir… jam gaya.
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Pani nahi… Khoon tha.
Ghaara, laal, garam khoon — jo uske chehre se beh raha tha.
Sikandar peeche hata, aankhen khul gayin.
Haath dekhe — khoon mein doobe hue.
Sink se bhi khoon ubal raha tha, aur zameen par gir raha tha.
Tabhi ek system notification uske samne chamak uthi:
<Sudden Quest>
<Eternal Curse>
“User ne ek shaitani laanat trigger ki hai, jo use ek manhoos makhlooq se hamesha ke liye jor degi.
Jab tak user zinda hai, yeh laanat uske sath bandhi rahegi.
Is laanat ko todhne ka tareeqa dhoondo!”
Quest Reward: Performance ke hisaab se milayga.
Quest Failure: Maut.>
Sikandar ne yeh pad kar aankhein phailadi.
"Yeh kahan se aagaya? Yeh quest trigger kaise hua?"
Usne apna seena chua, saans abhi bhi bhari thi.
"System, yeh kya tha? Mujhe kya hua?"
<User ne ek curse trigger kiya hai>
"Yeh to mujhe pata hai," Sikandar ne gusse aur ghabrahat ke mix lehje mein kaha, "lekin yeh hua kaise?"
Lekin system khamosh tha.
Uski yeh khamoshi aur bhi zyada pareshan kar rahi thi.
Sikandar ne gehri saans li, apni talwar uthai aur wahan se nikal gaya — itna hila hua tha ke sink band karna bhi bhool gaya.
Us makhlooq ke lafz abhi bhi uske zehan mein goonj rahe thay…
Ek aisi goonj jo dil ke andar tak utar gayi ho.
Jab usne darwaza khola, to achanak ruk gaya —
Darwaze ke samne ek aurat khadi thi.
Dono ek dusre ko dekh kar kuch pal ke liye sann reh gaye.
Phir aurat ne apna chehra sambhala aur muskuraayi.
Sikandar ne bhonain charhate hue kaha,
"Galat jagah aa gayi ho lagta hai, ladies’ toilet udhar hai."
Aur bina rukay uske paas se guzarta chala gaya.
Uska dimagh abhi bhi uljha hua tha, laanat, system aur woh makhlooq sab ek saath uske dimaagh mein ghoom rahe thay.
Lekin tabhi us aurat ki naram magar pur-asraar awaaz uske kaanon mein goonji —
“Tumhi ho na, Sikandar Silverstar?”
Sikandar ruk gaya.
Usne socha, "Yeh jagah to sirf Ochyra University ke representatives ke liye restricted hai… yeh kaun hai?"
Wo dheere se palta, “Tum kaun ho?”
Aurat bohot shaandar lag rahi thi — lambi, graceful, ek royal vibe thi uske har andaaz mein.
Uski kamar pe ek chamakdar talwar latak rahi thi jo pehli nazar mein hi mehngi lag rahi thi.
"Yeh to kisi bade khandan ki lagti hai," Sikandar ne socha.
Aurat halki si muskuraayi, “Main soch rahi thi tum mujhe pehchan loge… ab to dil tod diya tumne.”
Sikandar ne aankhein tang ki, “Maaf karna, mujhe yaad nahi ke hum kab mile thay.”
Aurat ke honton pe halki si hanssi phail gayi, “Tumne mere bhai ka mazaak udaane ke liye mera naam liya tha… yaad nahi?”
“Bhai?”
Sikandar ke zehan mein flash hua —
"Toh yeh Kevin ki bahan hai..."
Usne dheere se kaha, “Toh tum Kevin ki bahan ho.”
Ab usse waqai lag raha tha dono mein ek si shakl hai — wohi laal baal, wohi tez aankhen, aur ek royal confidence.
Aurat ne halka sa muskurate hue kaha,
“Tum waqai dilchasp ho, Sikandar. Bohot logon mein himmat nahi hoti mere bhai se aise baat karne ki.”
Sikandar hans pada, “Lagta hai Miss Luc, tumne ab tak kisi mard se mulaqat nahi ki.”
Usne aankhon mein chamak la kar jawab diya, “Lagta hai waqai nahi ki.”
Uska andaaz itna confident aur graceful tha ke Sikandar chahte hue bhi koi taunt nahi maar saka.
Phir uski nazar Sikandar ke haath mein talwar par gayi.
“Yeh sword... top student ke laayak nahi lagti,” usne halki taana maarte hue kaha.
Sikandar ne thoda jhijakte hue kaha,
“Main normally sword use nahi karta, yeh sirf Manticore ke liye thi.”
“Manticore?” usne halki muskaan ke sath kaha, “Waqai ek dilchasp dushman hai.”
Phir usne apni talwar ko pakra — aur bina warning ke talwar kheench li!
BLITZ!
Bijli ki awaaz goonji, hawa kaat di gayi, aur Sikandar piche hat gaya.
Aurat ne talwar ghumaayi, uske aas-paas hawa mein electric sparks naachne lage.
“Silver Copious Sword, rank seven Heaven Lightning Elementalist ka kaam hai,” usne fakhar se kaha.
Sikandar ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi.
Talwar ka naqsh, uska weight, uska glow — sab kuch behtareen tha.
Phir achanak us aurat ne talwar uski taraf uchhal di.
Tap!
Sikandar ne talwar pakdi — aur jhat se uske andar se ek powerful current guzra, lekin usne kuch mehsoos nahi kiya.
Bijli uske sath mild ho gayi, jaise use apna maanne lagi ho.
Usne halki se smile ke sath talwar hawa mein ghumaayi —
BLITZ!
Hawa cheekh uthi.
Ek hi lafz uske dil se nikla — "Be-misaal!"
Aurat ne pyaar bhare lehje mein pucha,
“Pasand aayi talwar?”
Sikandar ne aankhon mein hairani ke sath kaha,
“Yeh... behtareen hai. Maine aisi talwar pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi ki.”
Aurat uske paas aayi,
uske collar ko halka sa theek kiya, aur dheere se boli —
“Main yeh talwar tumhe udhaar de rahi hoon… par bhoolna mat, wapas karni hai.”
Usne halki si tap Sikandar ki back par mari — ( back ki jaga G likhna tha but mai to shreef sa writer hun kuch Ganda nahi likhta)
aur bina kuch aur kahe corridor se chal di.
Jab wo corner tak pohnchi, ruk kar palat gayi,
aur muskura kar boli,
“Mil kar acha laga, Sir Sikandar Silverstar... aur haan, Good Luck!”
Sikandar khamosh reh gaya.
Usne haath mein chamakti talwar dekhi,
phir apni back ko chhuwa.
Pocket ke Andar ek note tha.
Usne khola:
“157-555... Call me if you want to meet — Sara Luc.”
Sikandar ne dheere se note fold kiya,
phir usi raaste ki taraf dekha jahan wo gayi thi,
aur muskurate hue kaha:
“SARA… huh.”
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Ochyra University ke representatives backroom mein the.
Room ka mahaul garm tha—na sirf tension ka, balkay jazbe ka bhi.
Sab students aik circle mein baith kar aankhen band kiye dua kar rahe the… tournament ki kamyabi ke liye.
Ye un sab ke liye pehla mauqa tha.
Ochyra University ke pehle saal ke students ka ye sabse bara event tha — unka pehla moka apna naam roshan karne ka.
Tony ne sabko briefing di, uski awaaz mein bharosa aur josh tha.
"Yaad rakho," usne kaha,
"First round sirf control ka hai. Focus rakho. Tumhe utni hi mana use karni hai jitni tum perfectly control kar sako. Dekho—"
Uske haath halki si grey chamak se roshan huay.
Thodi der mein hawa mein mana ke zarre ikatthe hone lage, aur dheere dheere ek metallic talwar uske samne banne lagi.
Wo talwar poori tarah materialize ho gayi — lagbhag teen meter lambi, aur mana se bharpoor.
Tony ne use pakda, apne kandhe par rakha, aur muskura kar bola:
"Bas aise hi. Jaldi karne ki zarurat nahi. Kam az kam aik talwar zarur bana lena. Tumhe speed, durability, aur power pe judge kiya jaayega — agar speed nahi ho to doosri do cheezon pe focus karo."
Sab ne aik saath sir hila kar tasdeeq ki.
Ochyra University ka naam unke kandhon par tha.
Hera ne un sab ko dekha aur naram muskurahat ke saath kaha:
"Main sab kuch dekhungi… so do your best!"
Sab tayyar ho rahe the ke achanak announcer ki awaaz aayi—
unhe bulaya jaane wala tha.
Tony ne ek baar phir sab ki taraf dekha:
"Yaad rakho, hamara leader Sikandar abhi naya Awaken hua hai. Uske liye pehla round mushkil hoga, to tum sab uski kami puri karna!"
Ye keh kar Tony ne aas paas dekha, aur phir thoda pareshan hua,
"Ek minute… Sikandar kahaan hai?"
Hera ne turant kaha, "Wo talwar dhoondhne gaya tha, maine usse kaha tha ke 30 minute mein wapas aa jaye."
"Wo aa gaya hai," Adahra ne shaant lehje mein kaha.
Sab uski taraf ghur ke dekhne lage — kaise usse pata chal gaya ke Sikandar aa gaya hai?
Magar us waqt darwaza khula aur Sikandar tez qadam uthate hue andar aaya.
Sabka dhyaan uski kamar par bandhi talwar par tha.
Wo talwar abhi bhi scabbard mein thi, magar uske andar se bijli ki garaj mehsoos ho rahi thi.
"Sab mujhe aise kyun dekh rahe ho? Kya main late ho gaya?"
Sikandar ne maasoomi se poocha, aur sab hosh mein aaye.
Hera ne curious nazar se poocha:
"Ye talwar kahan se mili?"
Sikandar muskuraya, "Kisi ne udhaar di hai."
Ye sunkar sab hairan rahe gaye.
Rosie aur Adahra ne ek dusre ko dekha — “Kaun aisi extraordinary talwar usse udhaar de sakta hai?”
Arena shoor se bhar gaya.
Hazaroon logon ke beech Sikandar aur uski team ne entry li.
Bright lights un par padi, aur Tony ne unhe signal diya aage badhne ka.
Leader hone ke nate Sikandar sabse aage tha.
Wo crowd ki taraf haath hila kar muskuraya — ye Hera ki request thi.
Usne kaha tha, “Thoda friendly bano taake log tumhe pasand karein.”
Sikandar ne anichchha ke bawajood maan liya tha.
Aakhir ye uski university bhi thi.
Arena ke doosri taraf Faraday University ke representatives khade the.
Dono sides ke darmiyan ek translucent barrier tha jo unhe alag rakhta tha.
Announcer ne rules samjhaaye:
“First round hoga mana control ka. Har university se ek student random pick hoga aur wo apni mana control dikhayega.”
Sikandar ne saamne khade Faraday University ke logon ko dekha.
‘Paanch Fire Elementalist, ek Wind, ek Earth aur ek Water… bilkul expect kiya tha. Fire ke log Faraday mein famous hain,’ usne socha.
Un sab ke chehron pe aitmaad tha — jabke uski team ke chehre pe thoda dar.
Rosie to bilkul peeli pad gayi thi, bar bar gallery mein apne parents ko dhoondh rahi thi.
Ye to hona hi tha — Faraday University ek purani aur mashhoor jagah thi,
jabke Ochyra University nayi thi.
Pride aur confidence dono unke paas the.
Sikandar ki nazar Kevin par padi —
uske saamne likha tha:
<Kevin Luc>
Race: Human
Rank: Four (Early) – Hell Fire Elementalist
Strength: 42 (+56)
Agility: 61 (+10)
Intelligence: 82
… aur baqi stats bhi solid.
Sikandar ne apna status tab khola:
<Sikandar Silverstar – Weakened>
Race: High Werewolf
Level: 21
Strength: 66 (+68)
Agility: 34 (+2)
Mental: 42 (+32)
Intelligence: 52
Usne dheere se socha,
‘Mere stats 30% kam ho gaye hain, phir bhi Kevin ke barabar lag rahe hain… magar uski agility zyada hai, ye mushkil hoga.’
Phir uski nazar apni talwar par gayi.
‘Ye talwar to mujhe +50 strength de rahi hai?! Ye to kamaal ka weapon hai!’
Usi waqt usne dekha ke Kevin ke paas bhi ek fiery sword thi —
uski shape aur design usi jaisi thi, sirf element alag.
‘Toh ye wajah thi ke Sara ne mujhe ye di… dono swords same rank ke hain.’
Announcer ne chillaya:
“First round — Mana Control! Faraday University ke number 3 aur Ochyra University ke number 6 tayyar ho jaayein!”
Ochyra side se Ivy, jo number 6 pe thi, khamoshi se khadi hui.
Uske qadam theek the, magar Sikandar ne mehsoos kiya ke uske pair halkay se kaanp rahe hain.
Ye sirf ek competition nahi tha…
Ye unke sapnon, unki university aur unke jazbe ki pehli kasauti thi.
Faraday University ka number 3 competitor aik lamba sa, khubsoorat lekin ghamandi larka tha.
Uske lambay blonde baal hawa mein lahraye, aur uske maathay par ek chamakdaar neela daira tha — jaise paani ki roshni chhup kar chamak rahi ho.
Uske samne Ivy khadi thi — dono aik dosray ko tezi se tak rahe thay.
Dono Water Elementalists thay, aur unke darmiyan ka competitive pressure hawa mein bijli ki tarah chamak raha tha.
“Scoring teen cheezon par hogi,” announcer awaaz lagata hai,
“Speed of materializing your elemental weapon, uski durability, aur uski destructive power!”
Teen judges side mein baithe thay —
Ek Faraday University ka lecturer, doosra Tony (Ochyra University ka representative),
aur teesra aik neutral judge tha jo dono taraf se azaad tha.
“BEGIN!!”
Signal milte hi Faraday ka number 3 apne dono haath aage badhata hai.
Uske aas-paas ki hawa mein paani ka mana ghoom kar uske haathon ke darmiyan jama hone lagta hai.
Har koi dekh kar hairan reh gaya —
sirf chand seconds mein usne apna weapon shape karna shuru kar diya.
Ivy ne daant bhinch liye,
uski aik pal ki der ne number 3 ko pehle hi advantage de diya tha.
Magar woh bhi rukti nahi —
usne paani ka mana jama karna shuru kiya, thoda ahista zaroor tha lekin uska control behtareen tha.
Crowd dono ko cheer kar raha tha,
unhe dekh kar logon ko mehsoos ho raha tha ke yehi woh future Awakened hain jo unki duniya ki hifazat karenge.
Kuch hi der mein, Faraday ka number 3 apna weapon complete karta hai —
ek neela chamakdaar trident, jo intense water mana se bhara hua tha.
Uske andar paani vortex ki tarah ghoom raha tha,
aur uski energy sab kuch bhigo dene jaisi thi.
Ivy ne bhi apna weapon finish kiya —
ek char meter lamba paani ka spear, jo aik nazar mein hi dangerous lag raha tha.
Judges ne dono ke weapons ko dekha,
aur unke scores upar uthaye —
pehli category, speed.
Faraday University ka crest teenon judges ne upar uthaya.
Sab ne agree kiya — speed mein number 3 ne clearly Ivy ko hara diya.
Announcer ne zor se kaha:
“Speed category goes to Faraday University!!”
Ab dono apne weapons ko sambhalte hain,
jab achanak se —
ZOOOOONG!!
Aik vibrating mana wave hawa mein phail jaati hai!
Pura ground hilne lagta hai, dono ke elemental weapons tez vibration mein aa jaate hain.
Ivy ka spear larazne lagta hai,
uska concentration toot jaata hai.
Wave sirf weapon ko nahi — balkay unki mana flow aur dimagh par bhi asar kar rahi thi.
Rosie apni jagah par pareshan khari dekh rahi hoti hai,
usey bhi vibration feel ho rahi thi,
halankeh uske haath mein koi weapon nahi tha.
Sikandar ne ye sab dekha,
aur apne dil mein socha,
“The tension… woh khud par zyada pressure daal rahi hai.”
Faraday ka number 3 bhi struggle kar raha tha,
lekin tabhi vibration ruk gayi.
Dono ne gehri saans li,
aur apne weapons ko control mein karne ki koshish ki.
Ivy ka spear ab bhi laraz raha tha,
magar number 3 ka trident ab bilkul stable tha.
Judges ne apne crests uthaye —
Phir se teenon ne Faraday University ke liye vote diya.
Tony ne dil mein afsos kiya,
lekin fairness ke liye usne bhi Faraday ke haq mein haath uthaya.
Ivy ne apne trembling spear ko dekha aur hairan ho gayi,
“Ye ab bhi kyun laraz raha hai? Vibration to ruk gayi thi…”
Judge ne kaha,
“Ye vibration mana disruption ke sath aayi thi.
Jo weapon weak hoga, uska mana unstable ho jaayega — aur wo larazta rahega.”
Ye sunkar Ivy ne sar jhuka liya.
Woh pehli competitor thi… aur do points seedha haar gayi.
Koi bhi judge uske liye nahi tha.
Number 3 ne ghamandi muskurahat ke sath apna trident hawa mein uthaya,
aur crowd ko haath hila kar kaha:
“FARADAY!!”
Puri audience chillane lagi:
“FARADAY!! FARADAY!!”
Unke naraon se pura stadium goonj utha.
Kevin side mein khada muskuraya,
uske paas khade admi ne kaha,
“Ye uska confidence tod degi. Agar aise hi chalta raha to woh tournament mein hil jaayega.”
Kevin ne halka sa hans kar kaha,
“Woh chahe apni best form mein bhi ho… mujhse nahi jeet sakta.”
Uski nazar seedha Sikandar par thi,
jo khamoshi se Ivy ko dekh raha tha.
Kevin soch raha tha ke Sikandar Faraday ki jeet se ghabra gaya hai…
magar asal mein, Sikandar kuch aur 3soch raha tha.
“Mujhe bas Kevin ko harana hai.
Jo maine Rosie se wada kiya hai,
usay poora karna hi hoga.”
Uski aankhon mein aik jazba tha,
aik sakht determination.
Lekin dil mein woh jaanta tha —
“Din ke ujale mein usse harana... asaan nahi hoga.”
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Ivy sirf do score haarte hi foran eliminate ho gayi — teesra part shuru hone se pehle hi sab khatam ho gaya.
Crowd ne zor se cheer kiya, Faraday University ka naam stadium mein goonj gaya.
Ivy aur number three ke darmiyan skill ka farq itna zyada tha ke sab kuch saaf nazar aa raha tha.
Sirf paanch second ka farq, aur uske trembling elemental weapon ne sab kuch keh diya.
Ivy har angle se outclass ho gayi thi — uske chehre ki muskurahat ek dum se gayab ho gayi.
Ochyra University ke camp mein sakoot cha gaya.
Baaki representatives ke chehre pe ghabrahat thi, unka hausla tod gaya tha.
Hera ne hont kaat kar saans li, phir zor se cheekhi,
“Focus rakhna! Yeh sirf pehla round hai! Apne aap pe yakeen rakho!”
Woh koshish kar rahi thi ke team ka morale toot na jaye, warna sab barbaad ho jaayega.
Sikandar ne andar hi andar socha,
"Agar humein jeetna hai... to agla round hamara ek dum overwhelming victory hona chahiye… lekin kaise?"
Usne system se poocha ke elemental weapon banate waqt kya important hai.
System ka jawab aya:
<“Strong Elemental Weapon banane ke liye user ko apne element ke behavior se match karna hota hai.
Jaise Earth Elementalist ke liye shield weapon hi behtar hota hai.”>
Sikandar ne aankhein band ki aur apne aas paas ki Black Lightning ko mehsoos kiya.
Bijli uske shareer ke ird-gird tezi se ghoom rahi thi — tez, ziddi aur afra-tafri bhari.
Usne saari energy absorb kar ke use pure black lightning mein convert kar diya.
Achanak, woh mana aur zyada chaotic ban gayi — bilkul control se bahar.
“Agar Black Lightning ko chaos pasand hai... to weapon bhi usi nature ka banana hoga,”
Sikandar ne aankhen kholi, unmein bijli chamak rahi thi.
Uske hont pe ek halki si smirk thi — jaise usne kuch samajh liya ho.
Announcer ki awaaz goonji,
“Next Pair — Number Seven from Ochyra University vs Number Eight from Faraday University!”
Lekin number seven bhi wahi halat ka shikar hua — Faraday ne usse bhi kuch secondon mein hara diya.
Unka weapon sirf aadha minute bhi nahi tik saka.
Explosion ke baad number seven hawa mein uchhal gaya.
Medic team daudti hui aayi, kuch wind mana ke zakhm the.
Ochyra University ke camp mein ab udaasi aur ghabrahat dono barh gayi thi.
Rosie sabse zyada affected thi — uska chehra safed pad gaya tha.
Uske maa-baap crowd mein baithe the, aur woh unke saamne sharminda nahi hona chahti thi.
Adhara ne Rosie ki halat dekhi, woh kuch kehne wali thi ke announcer ne naam pukara:
“Number Two from Ochyra University — and Number Five from Faraday University, please step up!”
Adhara ne gahri saans li aur stage ki taraf barh gayi.
Uska andaaz pur-sukoon tha, magar uski aankhon mein jazba jal raha tha.
Dusri taraf, Faraday ki representative — ek lambi, muscular aur arrogant aurat — confident muskurahat ke saath saamne aayi.
Dono Fire Elementalist the, aur ye match dekh kar Sikandar bhi serious ho gaya.
“BEGIN!”
Jaise hi signal mila, dono ne ek saath apne elemental weapon conjure kiye.
Dono ke speed barabar the — crowd ne saans rok li.
Sirf aath second mein, dono ne apne weapon bana liye.
Adhara ne ek bari battle-axe banayi jo zameen ko tod rahi thi apne wazan se,
jabke number five ne ek human-sized flaming bow conjure kiya.
Jury ne decision dikhaya — do crest Ochyra ke, ek Faraday ka.
Crowd cheer karne laga — Ochyra ke liye pehli chhoti si jeet!
Tony ne musht band kar ke cheekha, “NICE!!”
Faraday ka lecturer halki hanssi se bola, “Hmm, lagta hai ab match mazedar ho raha hai.”
Tony hans padta hai, “Of course! Hamare students ne khoon paseena bahaaya hai!”
Adhara ke chehre pe ek halki si muskurahat thi — usne pehla part jeet liya tha.
Lekin Faraday ki number five gusse se kaanp gayi,
“Zyada khush mat ho, Ochyra brat! Agle round mein tujhe jala dungi!”
Adhara ne use dekha bhi nahi.
Uske liye woh sirf ek bhaukta hua kutta thi.
Ye be-izzati number five ko aur bhi pagal kar gayi.
Dono ne apne weapon mazbooti se pakde — second round ke liye tayyar.
Crowd khamosh ho gaya.
ZOOONNGG!!
Achanak ek zabardast vibration wave chhodi gayi — dono sides pe hawa hil gayi, zameen ka compann mehsoos hua.
Adhara ka weapon hilne laga, usne daanton tale se awaz nikaali, “Arghh!”
Vibration pichle rounds se kahin zyada strong thi.
Sikandar ne aankhen sekod kar mehsoos kiya —
“Yeh wave... yeh to cheat lag rahi hai,” usne andar hi andar kaha.
Usne mehsoos kiya ke Ochyra side ki vibration double ho gayi thi,
jabke Faraday pe asar kam tha.
Lekin ajeeb baat ye thi ke baaki logon ko ye fark mehsoos hi nahi ho raha tha...
Sikandar ke chehre pe aik shadeed gussa aur soch ka mila-jula izhaar tha —
“Kisi ne setting ki hai… aur main isse expose karunga.”
Arena ke andar sab kuch aam lag raha tha, lekin asal mai hawa mai kuch ajeeb si lehrain chal rahi thein.
Hera bhi jo arena ke andar hi maujood thi, wo in tabdeeliyon ko mehsoos nahi kar saki.
Sikandar ne aankhen band kar ke ek gehri saans li aur mehsoos kiya — ye lehrain mana se nahi bani hui thein, ye kisi device se nikli hui lagti thein.
‘Toh Faraday University walay cheating kar rahe hain… agar tum log ghalat khel kheloge, toh phir mai bhi rukoon ga nahi,’
Sikandar ke zehan mai ek thandi, lekin khatarnaak muskurahat phail gayi.
Usne arena ke barrier ko dekha — wo mana se bana hua tha, matlab kisi ne usay manually create kiya tha.
‘System, yeh batao ye barrier kis element ka bana hai?’
<It is made of Mirror Water Element, a Mid-Great Element>
‘Mirror Water… hmm.’ Sikandar ne socha. ‘Meri Black Lightning Peak Great Element hai… iska matlab mai is barrier ko disturb kar sakta hoon, sahi?’
<Yes>
Ye jawab sun kar, Sikandar ke honton par ek shaytani muskurahat ubhri.
Dusri taraf Adhara ab bhi apni Fire Battle-Ax ke saath khadi thi.
Uska weapon zor se kamp raha tha, jabke Faraday University ki number five representative bilkul aaram se khadi thi — jaise kuch mehsoos hi na kar rahi ho.
Kuch lamhon baad wo ajeeb vibration ruk gayi.
Adhara ne apne battle-ax ki taraf dekha, phir jury ki taraf —
unhone Faraday University ke teen crest uthaye hue the, matlab unke nazdeek number five ka weapon zyada strong tha.
Adhara ke dil mai gussa bhar gaya.
‘Sab ko mehsoos hua tha, phir bhi koi kuch nahi keh raha? Ye clearly cheating hai!’
Usne Ochyra ke lecturers ki taraf dekha, lekin wo bhi khamosh the.
Phir uski nazar Sikandar par padi.
Sikandar usay ek matlab bhari nazar se dekh raha tha.
Adhara ne apne daanton ko bhincha, khud ko sambhala — jab announcer ne teesre aur akhri test ka elaan kiya:
“Ab hum elemental weapon ki power test karenge! Samne jo target hai, use apne weapon se maaro!”
Adhara ke samne wali rait hilne lagi, aur uske neeche se ek bada sa black dummy ubhar aaya.
Bilkul waisa hi jaisa Sikandar ne pehle use kiya tha, lekin ye thoda zyada bada aur mazboot lag raha tha.
“Number Five, aap pehle.”
Number Five ne apni fire bow uthai.
Usne fire strings kheench kar mana se ek flaming arrow banaya, aur chhod diya.
SWOOSH!
Aag ka teer hawa mai ghoomta hua gaya aur dummy par takraya —
BOOM!!
Poora arena hil gaya, log hairaan reh gaye.
“Score: 577, Peak Rank Three.”
Faraday University ke supporters cheer karne lage.
Phir announcer ki awaaz aayi —
“Ab Ochyra University ki Adhara!”
Adhara ne gehri saans li, uski aankhon mai fire mana chamak raha tha.
Uske gale ka agility rune sabz roshni mai jagmagaya.
Phir wo aage daudi — uske kadam rait ko jala rahe the.
Log uska sirf saya dekh paaye jab wo hawa mai uchli aur apna flaming battle-ax poori taqat se neeche le aayi!
BOOM!!!
Is dafa dhamaka aur bhi bada tha. Shockwave ne arena ki rait uda di.
Sikandar ne halka sa sar hilaya —
‘Bura nahi. Ye waqai taqatwar hamla tha.’
“Score: 603, Peak Rank Three.”
Ye sunte hi sab kuch ek pal ke liye khamosh ho gaya —
Phir announcer cheekh utha:
“Winner of the Third Bout… OCHYRA UNIVERSITY!!”
“WOOOOO!!”
Crowd phat pada, awazen gunjne lagin.
“YEH! NEW UNIVERSITY ROCKS!”
“HER BATTLE-AX IS FIRE!!”
“I WANNA BE LIKE HER!”
Adhara aur Tony dono uchhal pade — unka pehla win tha!
Adhara ne pasina pochha, dil tez dhadak raha tha, lekin aankhon mai fakhar tha.
Usne crowd ke paar dekha —
Sikandar khamoshi se taali baja raha tha, ek tasalli bhari muskurahat ke saath.
‘Cheating ke bawajood jeet gayi… sahi kaha tha maine, usay apni pack ka hissa banana galat faisla nahi tha,’
Sikandar ne socha.
Uske dil mai fakhar ka jazba ubhar aaya.
Dusri taraf, Faraday University ke lecturers ke chehre tamtamaye hue the.
Kuch officials to upar ke floor se bhi gusse se dekh rahe the —
ek nayi university se haar jaana unke liye beizzati thi.
Number Five sir jhuka kar line mai wapas gayi.
Uske pass Kevin aaya — aankhon mai aag thi.
Uske haath jal uthe aur usne Number Five ka gala pakad liya:
“Tum bekaar ho! University ko sharam dilayi hai!”
Number Five chhurane ki koshish karti rahi, “Kevin… Akh… maine koshish ki thi!”
Lekin Kevin ne usay zameen par patka aur thokar mari —
“Dobara kabhi Faraday University ka naam mat lena. Tum layak nahi ho.”
Poora area thanda pad gaya.
Kevin ka chehra gusse se laal tha — usne door se khade Sikandar ki taraf dekha, aur andar hi andar jal gaya.
‘Kya bewakoof log hain ye,’
Sikandar ne socha, aankhon mai ek khatarnaak chamak ke saath.
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