Fantasy Werewolf with system

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Ha g 2 2 powers aur uper se system...

Lekan mai ne btaya tha k is story mai kabi b hero overpowered nahi ho ga..
Us ke level ka koi na koi hmesha ho ha..

G tabhi to maza aayga

 

[Guru78869]

Aub kuch mile gah..
Bs 1 problem hai mai ne kabi socha ni tha sex scene ke bare mai.
Aur likhna b nahi ahta.
Pir b koshish karon ga.

Hahaha koi na bro agar mushkil Hai to zayada gahrai me na jao jitna ho sakta Karo nahi to salty ya kisi or writer jinki ap stories parhty ho unme se dekh lo unho ne kese Dale scene

 

[Guru78869]

Thanks bro for review and like.

Pack member ke liye system ne 1 mission diya hai.
Aur wo mission boht khternaak hone wala hai.
Aur us mission mai kuch secret be ho ga. Jo yad rakhna ahge chal k kaam ahye gah

Ahan bilkul wo to khatarnak hoga hi because system ki taraf se hai or system user ko powerful banane ke liye aise mission hi deta hai or nazar rakhy gain hope apka points pakar len par apki surprise end me kalti Mar dety

 

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[MrHandsome]

Hahaha koi na bro agar mushkil Hai to zayada gahrai me na jao jitna ho sakta Karo nahi to salty ya kisi or writer jinki ap stories parhty ho unme se dekh lo unho ne kese Dale scene

Chalo koi nah jab time ahye gah kar le gay kuch na kuch. ..

 

[MrHandsome]

Waiting

Bs thori der mai...

 

[MrHandsome]

Ahan bilkul wo to khatarnak hoga hi because system ki taraf se hai or system user ko powerful banane ke liye aise mission hi deta hai or nazar rakhy gain hope apka points pakar len par apki surprise end me kalti Mar dety

Hahha wese surprise pakrne ka maza aur wo point badlne ka maza alga hi hota..

Baki bane rahiye sath...

 

[MrHandsome]

Episode 52


Wicked Plebe Trial
(Part 2)



Sikandar ne Green messenger ko dekha jo dono baazu phailaye khara tha. Chehra na dikh raha tha, lekin phir bhi Sikandar ko mehsoos ho raha tha… wo mask ke peeche muskuraha raha hai۔

Beech mein lagi teen kursiyan bilkul siyah theen, aur un par ajeeb si strips bandhi hui theen.

"Plebe Trial? Kya yeh ham jaise naye recruits ke liye koi imtehaan hota hai?"
Sikandar ke zehan mein sawal ghoomne lage. Dil bechain… aur lag raha tha ke yeh kuch theek nahi.

Devan aur Liliya ke mathe par bhi pasina chamak raha tha. Teenon ke nerves tight ho gaye the.

Green messenger ne haath se ishara kiya,
“Chalo, apni apni seats par baitho.”

Sikandar ne kursiyon ki taraf dekha… aur foran he uska chehra bigad gaya.

Har seat par kuch alag rakha tha—khoon, sone ka sikka, aur goliyaan.
Iska koi matlab nahi ban raha tha۔

Unki uljhan dekh kar green messenger bholi awaaz mein bola:
“Sikandar khoon wali seat par, Liliya gold coin wali seat par, aur Devan pills wali seat par baithay ga.”

Sikandar aur Liliya majbooran jaakar baith gaye.

Magar Devan apni jagah jam gaya… uski aankhein pills aur messenger ke beech idhar-udhar jaa rahi theen.

Uski saas tez ho gayi.
“Yeh… yeh kahan se mila tumhein…?” uski awaaz laraz gayi, aur pasina behne laga۔

Messenger ne kuch nahi kaha… bas hawaa mein guth kar peeche se achanak hara dhuan sa materialize hua—

TAP!
Ek tezz karate-chop Devan ki gardan par pada—
Aur woh seedha behosh.

Sikandar aur Liliya ne tanav bhari nazron se messenger ko dekha.
“Fikr mat karo. Aagay badho!”
Messenger ne halki muskurahat ke saath kaha۔

Aur us ke agle hi pal—
Dono bhi behosh ho gaye۔
Unhein pata bhi nahi chala ke kaise۔



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Kuch dair baad Sikandar ne aankhein jhapkain…
Hosh aaya to woh hargiz SCO ke qila jaisi jagah mein nahi tha.

Yeh ek wooden room tha… aur uske saamne paanch log kharay the۔

Sikandar ka dil zoor se dhadak utha۔

Jab usne theek se dekha, uski aankhein shock se khul gayeen—
Usne kood kar un tak jaana chaha…
Lekin usne dekha ke wo kursi se baandha hua hai۔

Uska gussa phatne ko tha۔

Uske saamne…
Uski maa, Suraj, aur Adhara—
Teep se bandhe hue… aur aansuon se bhari aankhon ke saath Sikandar ki taraf dekh rahe the۔

Unke dono sides par do log masks mein kharay the—
Ek ke haath mein hathora, aur doosre ke paas bandook۔

Sikandar ne apni full taqat laga di.
Usne ropes todne ki koshish ki،
Usne apni black lightning bhi activate ki—
Magar bekaar۔

Phir usne apne warwolf claws lanay ki koshish ki—
Lekin…
Kuch nahi hua۔
Jaise uske saare powers block kar diye gaye hon۔

“Sikandar Silverstar… akhirkar tum uth hi gaye.”
Right side ka masked banda hathora ghumata hua bola۔

Woh araam se chalta hua Sikandar ke saamne aaya…
Aur mask hata diya۔

Woh Duncan Platchi tha—
Hamesha ki tarah cheekhi smile ke saath۔

Duncan kamre mein idhar-udhar chalta raha,
“Tumhe pakarna bohat mushkil tha, chhote.”

Sikandar kuch nahi kar sakta tha…
Bas dekh sakta tha… be-basi ke saath…

Duncan aram se chalta howa Suraj ke paas jaakar khara ho gaya۔
“Hamein sab kuch bata do… warna tumhare pyare log yahin mar jayenge.”

“DON’T YOU DARE!!! MAIN TUMHARI HADD-EIN TOD DALOON GA!!”
Sikandar ne pagalpan se cheekh kar kaha۔

Duncan ne hothora Suraj ki taang par rakh diya—
Aur Sikandar aur bhi deewana ho gaya۔

Usne itni jor se ropes kheenchin ke uske haathon se khoon nikal aaya۔
Jism ka hissa-hissa kanpne laga۔

“Aray aray… shaant ho, sher mat bano.”
Duncan hans kar bola۔

“Bolta nahi? Theek hai… shuru karta hoon.”

Duncan ne hothora uthaya—
Ek pal ruk kar Sikandar ki aankhon mein dekha—
Aur poori taqat se Suraj ki leg par maardiya۔

CRAAACK!

“Khhhhh—!”
Suraj dant bhinchte hue dard dabakar reh gaya۔
Taang bilkul toot chuki thi۔

“MAIN TUMHE MAR DOON GA! TUKRAY TUKRAY KAR DOON GA!!”
Sikandar ne deewanagi ke aalam mein cheekha۔

Woh Suraj ko dekhta raha—dard aur sharam uski rooh tak utar gai thi۔
Usne sab plan kiya tha taake Platchi busy rahein…
Lekin phir bhi…

Duncan uske saamne khara tha۔
Aur uske pyare log uski wajah se takleef mein۔


Adhara aur uski maa dar se Suraj ki taangon ko dekh rahe thay—taangain bilkul gosht ki paste ban chuki theen. Un dono ke jism kaanp rahe thay, kyun ke unhein andaza tha ke ab unki baari bhi aane wali hai.

"Kya jana chahte ho tum?! Main sab bata doon ga!!"
Sikandar cheekh kar bola.

Uski be-chainee dekh kar Duncan ke chehre par aur bhi ghamand aa gaya.
"Main jaanta hoon tum sab bologay… lekin pehle mujhe yeh karne do."

Duncan haath mein bada sa hammer liye Sikandar ki maa ki taraf chal pada.

"Nahin…! Un ke qareeb bhi mat jana! Agar meri maa ko haath lagaya to qasam se tumhein tukde tukde kar doon ga!!"
Sikandar garja, lekin be-bas. Is waqt woh kuch nahi kar sakta tha… bilkul kuch nahi.

Uski aankhon ke saamne phir wohi manzar chamak utha—
Uske Parents ka qatal… woh khooni raat…
Woh manzar jisay woh kabhi bhool nahi saka, jis ne usse hamesha takleef di aur jis ki wajah se woh strong banna chahta tha.

Lekin… aaj phir wohi ho raha tha!

Duncan ne hammer ko golf club ki tarah uthaya.
Woh us par aik zehreeli muskurahat phenka raha tha.

Sikandar ki maa, Mrs. Greene, ne uski taraf dekha—
Ek naram, tasalli deti hui muskurahat… jaise kehti ho, “Beta, theek hai.”

Aur bina aik second zaya kiye—

PAKHH!!
Duncan ne hammer seedha Mrs. Greene ke sar par de maara. Sar aik dum poori tarah kuchal gaya.

Sikandar ki duniya ek lamhe mein bikhar gayi.
"Nahi… NAHI! NAHI!!!"
Woh deewanon ki tarah cheekhta raha jab uski maa zameen par gir gayi.

Aansoo uski aankhon se behte gaye.
Ek baar phir… uski maa uske saamne mar gayi…
Aur woh kuch nahi kar saka.

Duncan thehre qadamon se uske qareeb aaya, uska chehra pakra jo aansuon se bheega hua tha.

"BATĀO! Stygian Crow Organization ke baare mein kya jaante ho?!"

Phir Duncan ne gusse mein Sikandar ka sar deewar se de maara.
Dard se jhatka to laga, lekin…
Sikandar ka rona aik dum ruk gaya.

"Yeh…? Yeh sab jhooth hai!"

Duncan ka SCO ka zikr karna ajeeb tha.
Usse Lucas—uske bete—ke qatal ka badla chahiye hota…
Na ke SCO ke raaz.

“Kya main… be-hoshi mein ho? Yeh test hai?”
Sikandar ne androni taur par socha.

Haqqeeqat samajhte hi usne aansoo poch diye.
Uski aankhon mein thandi sakhti aa gayi.

"Main tumhein kuch nahi bataoon ga. Kabhi nahi!"

Duncan pagal ho gaya.
"Accha?! To phir in se vidaa le lo!"

Adhara ko aik hi swing mein maar diya.
Phir Suraj ko bhi.
Lekin ab Sikandar ne palak bhi na jhapkaai.

Woh poori tarah yaqeen kar chuka tha—
yeh sab jhoot hai.

Duncan ne kamra tor diya, cheezen paaltay huay, phir har qisam ke azaab Sikandar par azmaaye.
Lekin Sikandar ne dard ko daba liya.
USR ki torture training ne usay mazboot bana diya tha.

Aakhir kaar… manzar ghulna shuru hua…

Sikandar ne hosh sambhalte hue apna seena pakra.
"Ahh!!"

Uska dil phir bhi dard se bhar gaya tha—
Apni maa, Suraj aur Adhara ko marte dekhna… chahe jhoot hi sahi… usay hila gaya tha.

Woh aage dekhta hai—
Green messenger uske saamne khada tha. Uski rooh se ajeeb sa mask-hua muskurahat ka ehsaas aa raha tha.

"Yeh… test tha?!"
Sikandar ne hairani jahir ki.

Messenger ne sir hila diya aur aik safed sa liquid bharay glass ki taraf ishara kiya.
Sikandar ne system se check karke woh pee liya.

"Mubarak ho. Tum ne Plebe Trial pass kar liya. Ab tum aur Liliya ‘Secret Promise’ aur ‘Swear of Loyalty’ SCO ke Master ke saamne logay."

Yeh sunkar Sikandar ke kaan thehre—
Lekin usne aik cheez sochi.

"Devan? Us ka kya hua? Woh pass nahi hua?"

Aik dum khamoshi chaa gayi.

Sikandar ne pareshani se socha, “Itni sakht khamoshi kyun…?”

Messenger ne gehri saans li.
"Devan… asal mein aik Elf nikla."

Sikandar ki aankhein phat gayin.
Khush mizaj, hamesha muskurane wala Devan… ek Elf?!

“Uska status to human tha…?”
Sikandar hairan tha.

Phir usay ek aur cheez yaad aayi—
“Woh apni asli shakl dikha sakta hai… to main kyun nahi?!”

Test mein usne claws lane ki koshish ki thi…
Lekin kuch rok raha tha.
Aur woh system ka naam bhi nahi le pa raha tha.

“Kya system mujhe rok raha hai…?”

Sikandar ne poocha, "To ab us ka kya hoga?"
Lekin messenger ne jawab na diya.

Bas itna kaha:
"Baher line mein kharay ho. Liliya intezar kar rahi hai."

Sikandar bahar nikla to wahan dusre recruits bhi line mein kharay thay. Liliya hara robe pehne tanha khari thi.

Black messenger sab ko le kar aik bari si hall mein gaya—
Bilkul aik singhasan jaisa.

Aik bohot zada shan o shaukat wala aadmi throne par baitha tha, uski maujoodgi hi hawa ko bhaari kar rahi thi. Messengers uske aas paas kharay thay.

Sikandar ne usay scan karne ki koshish ki—

SHIING!
Sar mein aisi chot lagi jaise dimaag phat raha ho.

<Warning: User attempted to scan an entity far exceeding your power level. Do NOT attempt again.>

Sikandar ki aankhon mein yaqeen na aaya.
Aisi taqat?
"Yeh zaroor Rank 8 se upar hoga…"

Black messenger ne haath khol kar kaha:

"Khush aamdeed, naye recruits! Aaj ke baad… tum humari organization ke asli sadasya ho."

Phir woh throne par baithay shaks ki taraf ishara karta hai—

"Yeh hain SCO ke Head… aur aaj se tumhāre King!"


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"From now on… he will be your King!"

Yeh sunte hi Sikandar be-ikhtiyaari taur par us aadmi ki taraf dekhta hai jo shandaar takht par baitha hua hai.

Woh aadmi—ya yun kehe King—ek azeem jismani huliye wala insaan tha. Itna bada ke Sikandar, jise log khud ek bara aadmi kehte hain, uske saamne chhota lagne laga.

Uska black sleeveless combat suit uske badan ko is tarah chipka hua tha jaise loha kisi talwar se chipak jaye. Neeche ek lambi siyah chaadar, aur sir par siyah taj, jo dekhte hi hukoomat ka ehsas dilata tha.

King ka jism pahadon jaisa mazboot, aur uske kandhe par no-sar wala kawwa ka tattoo bana hua tha. Jis lamhe Sikandar ne us tattoo ko dekha, uske apne seene par bana hua black crow tattoo garm honay laga, jaise dono ke darmiyan koi raaz ho.

King aaraam se takht par baitha nayi bhartiyon ko scan kar raha tha—unhein tol raha tha.

Sikandar ne aas-paas nazar daali.
“Mujhe laga tha yahan zyada log honge…”

Magar yahan sirf 14 new recruits kharay thay, us aur Liliya ko mila kar. Sab ki robes mukhtalif rangon ki theen—blue, red, brown, white, black, aur green—jis se andaza hota tha ke total 18 recruits hone chahiye thay.

Throne room itna bada tha ke 200 log araam se aa sakte the. Har taraf dark grey rang, beech mein ek lambi red carpet takht ki taraf jaati hui. Takht ke peeche badi si divar par black crow ka nishaan. King ke dono janib teen-teen messengers kharay the, jaise khamosh maut ke farishtay.

Liliya ne aate hi Sikandar ko green robe de di thi, jo ab uske jism ko poori tarah dhank rahi thi.

Phir black messenger aage bada,
"Hum ab Swear of Loyalty aur Secret Promise ceremony shuru karte hain."

Uske kehne par side mein kharay char curved pillars dheere dheere hilne lagay aur jagah badalne lage.

Neeche se zameen kaampne lagi.
30 stone hands ubhar kar saamne aaye—har haath ek bowl pakrey hua. Saare statues bilkul ek jaise the, jaise kisi ne carbon copy nikali ho.

"Yeh kya hai… koi qurbani wala ritual?" Sikandar ne socha.

Recruits ko har bowl ke saamne kharay honay ka ishara diya gaya. Har koi mohtat tha kyun ke unhein lag raha tha ke King ki nazar unki rooh tak dekh rahi hai.

Black messenger ne kaha:
"Statue par likhe alfaz ko apne dil mein parho… aur hamesha ke liye unpar amal karne ka waada karo."

Sikandar ne bowl mein jhanka.
Us par ajeeb si zaban mein likha tha:

“Eka dedicate pomnuria lif SCO,
Long lif du svartr crow.”

Woh bilkul samajh nahi aaya, lekin usne bina shak parh liya. System hamesha bachay ga, usne khud ko tasalli di.


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Flap! Flap! Flap!

Achanak andhere se kayee kaalay crows nikle. Woh tamam recruits ke kandhon par ja baithay. Bilkul aam crows—na mutated, na dangerous—magar unki aankhon mein ajeeb si samajh thi.

Ek crow Sikandar ke kandhe par aaya aur sir jhuka kar use dekhne laga—bilkul tameez se, jaise pehchan raha ho.

Phir ek recruit ne haath uthaya, ghabrahat mein.

"Mafi chahta hoon… lekin mujhe crow kyun nahi mila?"

Sab ne uski taraf dekha.

Black messenger ki nazar sanki ho gayi. Woh seedha us recruit ki taraf ishara karta hai.

Ek pal mein red messenger uske paas aata hai, uske kandhe ko halkay se choota hai…

Aur dono laal dhuan ban kar gayab ho jaate hain.

"AAARRRHHH!!"

Door se us recruit ki dil dehlane wali cheekh sunayi deti hai.

Saare recruits ka rang udd gaya.

Black messenger be-ehsaas lehje mein bolta hai:
"Crows buray iradon ko mehsoos kar lete hain. Agar tumhe crow mila hai… tum mehfooz ho."

Recruits ne sookh ka saans li.

Sikandar ne socha:
"Spy hoga… warna is waqt buray iraade kyun honge?"


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"Apne samne rakhi chhuri uthao… aur apne crow ko ek qatra khoon ka pilaao."

Sikandar ne chhuri uthai aur bina kisi hichkichahat ke haath par cut laga diya. Woh dard ki aadat daal chuka tha.

Khoon gira, magar zakhm foran bharne laga.

Crow ne uska khoon chata… phir bowl ke kinare par baith kar water ko chonch se peck kiya.

Pani chamakne laga—jaise koi jadui seal activate ho gayi ho.

System ne turant notify kiya:

<Potentially harmful energy detected.
Do you want the system to eradicate it?>

Sikandar ne baghair sochay Yes kaha.

"Toh yeh alfaaz koi spell the… khoon se koi bandhan ban jata hoga."

Lekin woh tayyar tha. Koi surprise nahi hua.

Ceremony khatam ho gayi.
Sab recruits—ab SCO ke full members—ko kaha gaya ke woh apne rooms mein chale jayen jahan unke messengers unhein system aur rules samjhayenge.


Sikandar aur Liliya wapas laut rahe thay.

“Tumhein kuch alag mehsoos ho raha hai?” Sikandar ne poocha.
Usay woh zehreeli energy yaad aa rahi thi jo pehle un dono ne mehsoos ki thi.

Liliya ne kandhe uchkaye.
“Bilkul nahi. Main tou bilkul usual jaisi feel kar rahi hoon.”

Sikandar ne uski expressions ko gaur se dekha, phir dheere se sir hila diya.

Dono wapas uss bari haryi darwaze ki taraf pohanchay. Jaise hi unhon ne darwaza khola, hara messenger pehle se andar maujood tha — ek mutated janwar ko dissect karta hua.

Kamra pehle se mukhtalif tha. Jaise aik pal mein puri laboratory ban gayi ho — har jagah microscopes, vials, kagzaat aur ajeeb cheezein bikri hui.

Hara messenger un dono ki maujoodgi se puri tarah be-khabar tha. Sikandar ne zor se khansi maar kar apna wujood mehsoos karane ki koshish ki… lekin koi faida nahi.

Kuch dair khamoshi mein guzar gayi.

Sikandar aur Liliya ne ek dusre ko dekha. Dono ne halki si ghoonj mein sar hilaya. Sikandar haath aage badhakar messenger ke kandhe ko tap karne hi wala tha ki—

“Tum kya kar rahe ho?”
Messenger achanak se bol utha.

“Hum ne socha tum humein iss organization ke baare mein kuch bataoge,” Sikandar ne kaha.

Messenger ne gehri saans li.
“Mere paas time nahi. Bas itna samajh lo ke tum dono ab Research Team ka hissa ho.”

“Tum dono mere liye errands karoge. Jab jo cheez mangun, jis qisam ki sample mangun… bilkul waisi laani hogi,” woh bola, bina un dono ki taraf dekhe.

Sikandar ne bhawen chadhali.
Use bilkul pasand nahi aaya.
Woh Supernaturals se ladna chahta tha — unhein shikaar karna, aur jaldi se level up karna. Errands uske liye bakwas missions thay.

Woh kuch bolne hi wala tha ke—

“Tum samajhte ho errands aasaan honge? Ghalat.” Messenger ne baat kaati. “Mujhe zyada tar samples Supernatural territories se chahiye. Waisay, yeh lo…”

Usne table par rakhe do injections ki taraf ishara kiya.
“Welcome gift.”

Sikandar ruk gaya.
Lag raha tha jaise messenger uske dimagh ki baat padh raha ho.

‘Supernatural territory? Bas yahi tou chahiye tha!’ Sikandar ne jazbati taur par socha.

Dono injections ke paas gaye.
Sikandar ki aankhein ekdum phail gai.

Liliya ne uski expression dekha.
“Tum jante ho yeh kya cheez hai?”

Sikandar kuch pal chup raha. Uska jism jazbe se kaamp raha tha.
“Yeh wohi cheez hai… jo Green messenger ne mujhe pehli baar di thi. Body mutation ko enhance karti hai.”

“Oooh! Haan, tum ne mujhe bataya tha,” Liliya bhi ab thodi excited nazar aayi.

Woh injections uthaanay hi wale thay ke messenger ne kaha:
“Sikandar, left wala lo.”

Sikandar ne foran left injection uthaya aur System se scan kiya.

<Mutation Modifier – Level 2>

Zyada taqatwar substance jo mutation ko activate aur enhance karta hai. Gift ko amplify kar sakta hai, aur naye mutations bhi unlock kar sakta hai.

Yeh parhte hi, Sikandar ne cap khola aur bina soche apne jism mein inject kar diya.

Liliya ne bhi usi ki nakal ki.

Injection jaate hi, Sikandar ki ragain ubhar kar dard se dhadakne lagin.
Usay apni taqat jism se nikalti mehsoos hui.

Chakkar, kamzori, dard — sab ek sath aa gaye.

System ne warning di:

<User ke jism ko yeh substance neutralize nahi ho raha. Rest lazmi hai.>

Sikandar ne apne sir ko peeta.
Wo excitement mein yeh check karna hi bhool gaya ke substance risk-free hai ya nahi.

Messenger ne use aankhon se dekha.
“Yeh injection itna aasaan nahi hota. Tum dono ne seedha lagaa diya? Seriously?”

Liliya bhi chakkar kha rahi thi, magar Sikandar jitni buri haalat mein nahi thi.

Messenger ko irritate hota dekh kar lag raha tha jaise research ke dauran disturb hona uska sabse bara gunaah hai.

“Jaao. Ghar jaao. Mujhe babysitting nahi karni,” woh bol kar phir apne kaam mein masroof ho gaya.

Sikandar ne hichkicha kar goodbye kaha, aur dono wahan se nikal gaye.

Usay yaad bhi nahi raha pucchna ke Liliya kahan rehti hai.

Sikandar ne apni car ki keys nikali.
Haath kaamp rahe thay, pasina bheh raha tha. Effect tezi se barhta ja raha tha.

Subah ka waqt ho chuka tha.
Lagbhag 6 baj rahe thay jab Sikandar mushkil se gari chala raha tha.

Kaanon mein ghanti ki tarah ringing, jism toot raha tha, nazar dhundhla rahi thi.

Usne accelerator press kiya. Bas Ochyra University pohanchna tha — is se pehle ke woh behosh ho jaye.

Log horn bajate rahe, lekin uske paas unki parwah ka waqt nahi tha.

Aadhe ghante ki khatarnaak drive ke baad, woh finally university ke gate se andar ghusa.

Car ko parking lot mein almost thokte hue roka.
Darwaza khola. Nikalte hi zameen hilti mehsoos hui.

“Bas… kamre tak pahunch jaoon…” woh soch hi raha tha ke…

“Aah shi—”

Nazar aikdum se andhere mein gayi. Pair jawab de gaye.

Aur Sikandar apni car ke bilkul bagal mein… zameen par girkar behosh ho gaya.


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Kahin Ratmawati City ke bahar ek choti, pur-sukoon basti mein raat ki thandak utar chuki thi.
Chandni ne poore shehar ko dho diya tha, aur sarkon par sirf chand log apni night-shift par kaam karte nazar aa rahe the.

Thodi duur, aik imarat ki construction chal rahi thi—lagta tha yahan kuch waqt pehle koi badi tabahi hui hai.

“Cement laye ho? Is hisay ko aur bharna hai,” pasine se chamakte jism wala aik mazdoor ne apne gale pe latki towel ko adjust karte hue poocha.

“Jitna bola tha us se zyada laya hoon… shayad aur zaroorat par jaye,” Henry ne jawab diya.

“Good job, Henry. Chalo iss suraakh ko jaldi patch karte hain.”
Wo bada sa suraakh deewar ke andar se kisi cheez ke phat kar nikalne se bana tha.

Paanch mazdoor milkar kaam kar rahe the, saath saath baatein bhi.

“Khuda ka shukar hai Black Hand ne uss Centaur ko rok liya. Warna shehar tabah ho jata.”

“Haan yaar, woh bilkul tanks jaise hote hain!”

“Main to sapna dekhta hoon ke ek din us par sawari karoon…”

“Kya dimagh kharab hai tera? Hazaar saal bhi jee le to bhi mumkin nahi!”

“Arre sapna dekhne ki to ijazat hai na!”

Raat hone ke bawajood woh log jaan chhoray baghair imarat ko theek kar rahe the—shayad yeh shehar ki aik important building thi.


Mazdooron mein se aik pani bharne ke liye imarat ke peeche gaya. Faucet ke neeche balti rakhi, aur sannate ko todne ke liye halki si seeti bajane laga.

Swish!

“Hm?”
Usne dahine taraf dekha. Jhaariyan hilne ki awaaz aayi.

Peeche aik chhota sa jungle tha—shehr ke logon ne isay qeemti lakri ki wajah se protected area bana rakha tha.

Phir se Swish!

Is bar wo frown karte hue jhaari ki taraf badha.
Andhera zyada tha, thoda darr bhi lag raha tha… magar jhuk kar andhar jhaakne laga—

Dhup!

“Kya—ouch!”
Woh peeche gir pada. Jab nazar uthi to uske samne aik aadmi khamoshi se usay taarr raha tha… ajeeb si muskurahat ke saath.

“Tum… tum kaun ho?” mazdoor ne puchte hi rung uttar gaya—usay samajh aagaya ye kaun hai.

Chandni mein chamakti pale skin…
Laal ruby eyes…
Aise fangs jo aadha mu kholte hi dikh gaye…

“Va-va… Vampir—!”

Uska mooh aik siyah chipakne wali patti se band kar diya gaya. Woh jitna chahe kisak le, utar hi nahi rahi thi.

Vampire ne be-hissi se muskura kar uski halat dekhi.
Agla hi pal—woh mazdoor ko pakad kar door pheink deta hai.

“Akhh!”
Zameen ke khurdure mitti se ghis kar uski twacha chhil gayi.

Woh uth kar betha to foran aankhen phat gayin—
Uske ird-gird aur bohot se vampires kharay the, sab khamoshi se shehar ki taraf badh rahe the. Us ki taraf dekhna bhi gawara nahi kiya.

Kuch hi palon baad—

Shant shehar aik dum se cheekhon, dard aur daur-dhoop se bhar gaya…


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Sikandar dheere dheere aankhen kholta hai.
Dhoop seedha khidki se aa kar uski aankhon mein par rahi thi.

Safed chadar… khanay ki khushboo… aur saamne Adhara khushi se music par jhoomti hui nashta bana rahi thi.
Woh manzar dekh kar Sikandar ko woh ajeeb si feeling phir mehsoos hui jo kuch dinon se Adhara ko dekhte hue hoti thi.

“Main yahan… kaise?”
Usne socha. “Kya Adhara mujhe utha kar layi hogi…?”

Subah parking lot mein Sikandar be-hos ho gaya tha. Shayad Adhara hi usey yahan le aayi.

Sikandar karwat badalta hua uthne laga. Jism halaan ke sore tha.

Adhara ne palat kar dekha, “Kahan the tum? Iss tarah be-hos hona bohot khatarnaak hai. Agar koi bura insaan mil jata to…?”

“Bas… ghalati ho gayi. Dobara nahi hoga.”
Sikandar ne SCO wali baat chhupa li. Abhi waqt sahi nahi tha.

Khana tayyar hua, aur dono ne saath khaya.
Is dafa Adhara ki cooking pehle se bohot behtar thi.

Chicken breast, chawal aur palak—saada magar lazeez.
Sikandar ne mahsos kya ke uska jism wapis taqat hasil kar raha hai.

“Aj kuch karna hai? University ka koi kaam?” Sikandar ne poocha.

Adhara ne sar hila diya, “Nahi, aaj kuch nahi.”

Sikandar seedha bed par gir gaya, “Shukar hai…”

Phir achanak usay yaad aaya—

‘System… Mutation Modifier se kya mila?’

<New Gift Unlocked: Compact Physique>

<Supernatural Sense Upgraded — ab user doosre supernaturals ko bohot door se mehsoos kar sakta hai>

<Exp Gained: 3,000,000>

Sikandar ki aankhen khushi se chamak uthein.

Compact Physique tab dekha:

<Compact Physique: Har level-up par 1 ki bajaye 2 Endurance milegi>

Sikandar uchal pada.
“Yeh gift to jitna strong banta jao, utna hi zyada kaam aaye ga!”

Phir socha—

“Wait… kya main level up hua hoon?”

Usne stats kholey:


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Sikandar Silverstar — Status

Level: 24
Race: High Werewolf
Full Moon: 14 Days – Yule Moon
Berserk: 55%
Sanity: 40%

Stats:
Mental: 48 (+32)
Strength: 107 (+60)
Agility: 51 (+2)
Endurance: 42 (+26)
Intelligence: 80 (+20)

Attributable Stats: 3

(Average Human Adults: 5–7 per stat)


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Aisi growth dekh kar Sikandar ke chehre par aik confident muskurahat aa gayi.


Seeing this, Sikandar ne foran apne attributable stats Mental stats mein daal diye.
Jab woh stats dekh raha hota hai, Adhara door se use ghurti hai—lekin uski nazar mein Sikandar bas khayalon mein kho gaya tha.

Adhara ne uske saamne ungliyan hilayi,
“Sikandar! Hello? Zameen se pukaar rahi hoon!”

Sikandar halka sa muskuraya,
“Kya hua? Thora sa daydream karne bhi nahi dogi?”

Adhara ne nakhrey se gaal phulaye,
“Tum pooch bhi nahi rahe ke subah tumhein yahan kaun le kar aaya?”

Sikandar aram se bola,
“Main samjha tum hi ho.”

Adhara ne gardan jhatki aur kursi se peeche tik kar boli,
“Nahi… Rosie. Woh tumhein mujh se pehle dhoond kar layi thi.”

Sikandar ne jaise suna hi na ho, bilkul ignore kar diya—
lekin Adhara is baar tayyar thi.

Woh aage badh kar uske pait ko chhutki leti hai,
“Aakhir tum usse ek dafa convert kyun nahi kar dete?
Buri baat nahi hai… woh tumhare liye jaan maar kar kaam kare gi.”

“Bas karo. Mujhe sun’na nahi.” Sikandar ne mooh pher kar kaha.

Uski zid dekh kar Adhara tang aa gayi, lekin is baar usne behas chhor dene ka faisla kiya.

Sikandar news scroll kar raha hota hai ke achanak Adhara ki awaaz kitchen se aati hai,
“Waise, Suraj aa chuka hai. Training Hall mein tumhara intezar kar raha hai.”

Yeh sunte hi Sikandar seedha bistar se uchhal gaya.

“Yeh pehle kyun nahi bataya?!
Woh hi to Karan ko train karega!” Sikandar ne jacket uthate hue kaha.

Adhara ne sir bahar nikaal kar poocha,
“Tum khud kyun nahi training de rahe? Tum zyada behtar ho.”

Sikandar ne jaldi se jawab diya,
“Waqt nahi hai. Aaj ke baad hum ek aur mission pe nikal rahe hain.”

Woh kamre se nikal gaya—
aur Adhara ke chehre ki chamak pal mein uthar gayi.
Bar bar missions, be-inteha thakan… usne gehri saans bhari aur bartano ki awaz mein kho gayi.


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UWO Office

UWO Office ke andar…
Sebrof apni mazeed barti hui umar ke saath desk par baitha hua tha.
Uske samne papers ka pahaad laga tha, aur har sign ke saath uski thakan aur gahray hoti ja rahi thi.

Woh ek ek document ko skim karke hastakhat kar raha tha,
ke tabhi darwaza zor se khula.

Uska assistant bhaagte hue andar aaya, chehre par pareshani aur ghabrahat ke asaar.

“President! Bohat hi urgent khabar hai!”

Sebrof ne thake hue lehje mein kaha,
“Ab kya hua? Din ke beechon beech chain nahi milta?”

Assistant ne report padhi,
“Slasea City par Vampires ne hamla kar diya hai!”

“Kya?!” Sebrof gussa se uth kar khada ho gaya.
“Himmat kaise hui unki hamari territory mein ghusne ki?!”

Strada City ka hamla abhi tak unke liye dard-e-sar tha, FAA se reinforcement mangwaayi hui thi, har jaga jahan supernatural hostage the unko guard lagaye gaye the…

Lekin ab level-four city Slasea bhi gir gayi?!

Manpower kam tha—agar level-four cities bachane lagay to
Ratmawati City bilkul be-hifaazat reh jaayegi.

Assistant ne report aur tasveerain rakhi.
Sebrof ne ghusse se pakar kar kholi.

Tasveerain dekh kar woh sun reh gaya—
Shahr bilkul sahi salamat.
Kahin koi tod-phod nahi.

“Inka maqsad kya hai…?” Sebrof ne halki si awaaz mein kaha.

Survivor ne bataya tha—
Vampires ne sab logon ko pakda,
lekin kisi ko mara nahi.
Sab ko zanjeeron mein baandh kar gaadiyon mein daal diya…
Gaadiyan bhar gayin to wo seedha nikal gaye.

Sebrof ko aik purani baat yaad aayi—
Kabhi kabhi woh 20 larkiyon ko utha le jaate the… sab virgin hoti thin.
Khoon unka pasandida hota tha.

Lekin is dafa to buzurg, bachay… sab ko le gaye.

Woh gehri soch mein doob gaya…
phir achanak phone uthaya.

“Mujhe High Table se milaao. Abhi.”


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