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[MrHandsome]

Haha are yar Thora fun Tha baki dekhty Kaya leke aaty ho aap surprise Kaya milne wala hai on mission spot or ye families wala scene kab tak chale GA aage bhi aayga Kaya jese platchi wagayara or Wesley etc

Bro families ka scene to ahte rahe gah. 25 families hai. Abi 10 aur 9 number wali k sath lage howe hai.
Abi to 1st number wali be ahye gi. Lekan us ke liye time hai.

Bs 2 updates hai full moon ke liye. 1 aaj ah jaye gah.
Us ke bad misson. Lekan ye wala misson boht kuch le ke ahye gah. Aap sub ko boht pasind ahye gah.

Bas bane rahiye sath..

 

[MrHandsome]

Episode 63


Yule moon is arrived ​

“Yeh kya hai…?” Adhara ne hairani se kaha.

Sikandar ne bhi apni nazar ahhs paas deewaron par dali. Us ne zindagi mein kabhi aisi jagah nahi dekhi thi.

Cave ki deewaron par purani, bay-pehchan likhawatein bhari hui theen — ajeeb o ghareeb words naqsh, aur nishanaat. Aisa lag raha tha jaise yeh jagah sadiyon se yahin mojood ho. Likhawat aur tasveerein seedha pathar mein naqsh ki gayi theen.

Sirf dekhne se hi Sikandar mehsoos kar sakta tha ke in naqshon mein koi ghair-mamooli taqat chhupi hui hai.

Uski nazar aage ki taraf gayi, jahan ghaar ki deewar ke aakhir mein kuch bari tasveerein bani hui theen.

Sikandar dheere dheere un tasveeron ke qareeb gaya. Jaise hi us ne haath barhaya aur deewar ko chhua, usay yaqeen ho gaya ke yeh likhawatein aam cheez se nahi, balkay kisi ajeeb energy se banayi gayi hain.

Yeh mehsoos karte hi chaaron ke chehron par shock aa gaya.
Tasveeron ki ibtida do makhlooqon se hoti thi jo aik doosray ke aamne saamne khari theen.

Baayi taraf aik insani shakal ki makhlooq thi — bohat jismani tor par bhaari, poora jism ziraah se dhaka hua, haath mein aik lambi aur khofnaak scythe. Uska chehra khopdi jaisa tha jo aik hood ke neeche chhupa hua tha. Neeche bani aik aurat ki tasveer se andaza hota tha ke yeh makhlooq us ke muqable mein kitni ghair-mamooli qadd-o-qamat rakhti hai.

Daayi taraf wali makhlooq bilkul bhi insani nahi lagti thi. Woh aik bohat bari makri jaisi makhlooq thi, jiske 8 paon the aur jo baayi wali makhlooq se bhi zyada khofnaak lag rahi thi.

Dono makhlooqon ke upar do bare bare symbols likhe hue the — lekin Sikandar unhein bilkul samajh nahi pa raha tha.

Un dono ke neeche aik aurat ki tasveer thi, jiske haathon mein do zanjeerein theen. Woh zanjeerein upar wali dono makhlooqon ke gird lipti hui theen, jaise woh aurat un dono ko qaboo mein rakhti ho.
Aur kahani yahin khatam nahi hoti thi.

Us aurat ke neeche chaar aur makhlooqon ki tasveer thi. Un chaaron ko bhi zanjeeron ke zariye us aurat se jora gaya tha. Is ke baad bohat si aur likhawatein theen —

qadeem zaban mein — jo Sikandar bilkul nahi samajh pa raha tha.

‘System, main yeh zaban seekhna chahta hoon,’ Sikandar ne dil mein kaha.

<Scanning shuru… user ka haath chhorna mana hai>

Sikandar ne apna haath deewar par qaim rakha. Kuch lamhon baad doosra notification aaya.

<Language origin talaash ki ja rahi hai…>

<Kya user Neksekhi zaban 10,000 Gold mein seekhna chahta hai?>

Yeh parh kar Sikandar ki aankhein phail gayeen.

‘10,000 gold?! Itni mehngi zaban?

Orc language sirf 500 gold mein seekhi thi!’

Bina kisi dair ke, us ne offer reject kar di. Sirf curiosity ke liye 10,000 gold zaya karna usay bilkul munasib nahi laga.

“Yeh likhawatein kya keh rahi hain?” Adhara ne hairani se poocha.

Suraj ne apni thodi par haath phertay hue kaha,
“Jo bhi hai, lagta hai kisi qisam ki prophecy… ya phir koi ritual bayan kar rahi hain.”

“Upar wali dono makhlooqen neeche wali chaar makhlooqon se judi hui lagti hain,” Sikandar ne gehri nazar se dekhte hue kaha.
“Aur yeh aurat… shayad yeh dono upar wali makhlooqon ko control karti hai.”

Sikandar ko andruni tor par andaza ho raha tha ke yeh tasveerein kis taraf ishara kar rahi hain — aur yeh soch usay bilkul pasand nahi aayi.

Phir uski nazar neeche bani chaar makhlooqon mein se aik par ja tikki — jiske chehre par aik shaytani muskurahat bani hui thi.

‘Kya yeh…?’
‘System, sirf is tasveer ke upar wali likhawat translate kar do,’ Sikandar ne kaha.

<Translation 500 Gold mein hogi. Kya user proceed karna chahta hai?>

‘Haan,’ Sikandar ne foran jawab diya.
Uski nazar ke saamne likhawat badalne lagi, aur us zaban mein tabdeel ho gayi jo woh samajh sakta tha.

Sikandar ne parhte hue dheemi awaaz mein kaha,
“Rurvi…”

Yeh makhlooq Rurvi thi.
Aur yeh jagah… Rurvi ka lair thi.

Tasveeron mein Rurvi ko aik bohat bari cheetah ya bagh jaisi makhlooq ke tor par dikhaya gaya tha, jiske poore jism par tez spikes niklay hue the. Uski muskurahat itni khofnaak thi ke Sikandar ko aisa laga jaise woh tasveer ke zariye bhi uski burai mehsoos kar raha ho.

“Yeh rasta clear hai. Doosri taraf check karte hain,” Sikandar ne kaha aur peeche murh gaya.

Woh is cave ko Yule Moon ke dauran apna shelter banana chahta tha, is liye zaroori tha ke har rasta pehle clear kiya jaye.

Chaaron left taraf ke raaste par chal paray.
Chaltay hue unhein sirf ghaar ki khamoshi aur khaali pan mehsoos ho raha tha — jo dheere dheere bechaini paida kar raha tha.

Ghaar zyada chaura nahi tha; mushkil se do log side by side chal sakte the.
Sikandar aur Suraj ke liye yeh masla nahi tha — woh is se bhi tang jagahon se guzar chuke the. Lekin Karan ke liye yeh jagah kisi qaid khanay se kam nahi lag rahi thi.

“Mujhe acha nahi lag raha…” Karan ne kaha. Uska pait ajeeb andaaz mein ghoom raha tha.

Uske maathe par thanda paseena behne laga jab us ne tang deewaron ki taraf dekha.

Sikandar ne use dekha aur Suraj se kaha,
“Isay bahar le jao. Zyada dair yahan raha to panic kar jaye ga.”

Suraj ne bina behas ke sir hilaaya aur Karan ko sambhalte hue bahar ki taraf le gaya.

Karan ab almost panic mein tha, aur jese hi woh bahar nikla, us ne gehri saans li.

Un dono ke jane ke baad, Adhara aur Sikandar aur andar ki taraf barhne lage.
Left wala rasta right walay ke muqable mein kaafi gehra tha. Woh lagbhag das minute se chal rahe the, lekin abhi tak ghaar ka aakhir nazar nahi aaya tha.

Tab achanak Adhara ne kaha,
“Sikandar… main tum se kuch poochna chahti hoon.”

Sikandar jawab dene se pehle chalna jari rakhta hai.
“Seedha sawal kar lo na,” usne kaha, “pehle ijazat lene ki kya zarurat hai?”

Adhara kuch lamhon ke liye khamosh ho gayi.
“Tumhara Ryze ke liye kya plan hai?” aakhirkaar usne poocha. Uski awaaz mein wazeh fikar thi.

Yeh sun kar Sikandar ne halki si saans bhari, magar chalna nahi roka.
Unke qadmon ki halki tap cave ki deewaron se takra kar goonj rahi thi. Geeli zameen par chalte hue click click ki awaaz aa rahi thi, aur dono ke darmiyan khamoshi phaili hui thi.

Takreeban das seconds baad Sikandar bola,
“Mujhe khud nahi pata.”

Haqeeqat yeh thi ke Sikandar khud bhi uljhan mein tha. Usne Ryze ko sirf backup ke taur par khareeda tha — agar koi aur aisa shakhs na mila jise woh Werewolf bana sake.

Lekin Karan ke milne ke baad yeh masla hal ho chuka tha, aur Sikandar Karan ke natije se kaafi mutmaeen tha.
Is wajah se Ryze ke hawale se uska koi wazeh faisla nahi bana.

Uske zehan mein yeh khayal aaya ke shayad Ryze ko uske gaon wapas le jaye, magar use yeh bhi nahi pata tha ke uske parents zinda bhi hain ya nahi.
Ryze ko Platchi ne pakar kar ghulam bana diya tha, aur uske maa-baap yaqeenan chup chaap kharay nahi rahe honge.

Is baat ka imkaan kaafi zyada tha ke Ryze ke parents mar chuke hon, lekin Sikandar ne socha ke yeh baat baad mein hi poochi jayegi.

“Mujhe pata hai woh ghulam raha hai,” Adhara ne kaha, “lekin woh paidaishi ghulam nahi. Shayad humein use uske gaon le jana chahiye aur kisi aise shakhs ko dhoondhna chahiye jo uska khayal rakh sake.”

Sikandar jawab dene hi wala tha ke achanak—

Chirr…

Usne seedha aage se aane wali awaaz suni.
Baghair aik lamha zaya kiye, usne Black Devil Gloves summon kiye aur hukam diya,
“Adhara! Char fireballs banao, aas paas roshni karo!”

Adhara ne foran sar hilaya aur uski baat par amal kiya.
Cave Adhara ki purple aag se roshan ho gaya.

Sikandar ne pehle yeh is liye nahi kiya tha kyun ke mana zaya hoti, lekin ab halaat mukhtleef thay.

Andhere se uski nazron ke saamne safed chamakte gole ubhar aaye.

Sikandar ne foran surroundings scan ki — aur aik ke baad aik stats tab khulne lage.
Yeh sab mutated janwar thay!

Race: Arachnid
Power: Rank Four (Mid)
Mental: 70
Strength: 70
Agility: 95
Endurance: 60
Intelligence: 0

Stats dekh kar Sikandar zyada pareshan nahi hua — magar unki tadaad ne use hila kar rakh diya.
Sirf uski nazar ke samne kam az kam 20 makray thay.

SWISH!

Aik makray ne munh se jaala uchaala jo seedha Sikandar aur Adhara ki taraf aaya.

SLASH!

Sikandar ne apne haath panjon mein badal kar jaalay ko cheer diya, lekin kuch jaalay use dodge karne par majboor kar gaye.

“Adhara! Inhein jala do!” Sikandar ne cheekh kar kaha.
Adhara ka jism purple aag se chamakne laga, lekin phir Sikandar ko yaad aaya—
Yeh mauqa baar baar nahi aata… main zyada se zyada EXP lena chahta hoon.

“Ruko!” Sikandar chillaya.

Adhara ne hairani se dekha,
“Tum mujhe kyun rok rahe ho?”

“Pehlay mujhe thora khel lene do,” Sikandar muskuraya. “Baad mein tum sab jala dena.”

Yeh kehte hi woh makron ke jhund ki taraf lapka.
Uska jism safed roshni se chamakne laga — uski skills activate ho chuki thi.

Raat aur uski taqat ka combination use aur bhi zyada taqatwar bana raha tha.

“Force Beam!”

BOOM!

Chaar makray aik hi waar mein kuchlay gaye.

<Killed a Mid Rank Four Mutated Animal, Obtained 80,000 Exp>

<Killed a Mid Rank Four Mutated Animal, Obtained 80,000 Exp>

<Killed a Mid Rank Four Mutated—>

Notifications rukne ka naam nahi le rahi thin.

Sikandar ke chehre par muskaan phail gayi aur woh poori taqat se qatal-e-aam machane laga.

Har skill ke saath cave ki deewarein phat rahi thin aur makray marte ja rahe thay.
Adhara peeche se yeh manzar dekh kar laraz uthi — excitement se.

Woh bhi apni dagger ke saath jang mein kood pari.
Uski body makron ki harkat ke sath rhythm mein move kar rahi thi, aur uski dagger hawa mein purple fire ke arc bana rahi thi.

“Bas thora aur!” Sikandar ne cheekh kar kaha.

Lekin ladai ki awaaz aur makray kheench laayi.

Andheray se aur bhi makray nikal aaye — jaise cheeni par toot parne wali cheentiyaan.

“SIKANDAR! Yeh kabhi khatam nahi honge, peeche hatna hoga!” Adhara ne cheekh kar kaha.

Sikandar ne sar hila diya.
Lekin jaise hi woh muday — unka rasta jaalay se band tha.
Makray samajhdar niklay thay.

“Jala do, Adhara!” Sikandar ne hukam diya.

SWOOSH!

Purple aag ne makron ko lapet liya. Unke jism pighalne lage.
Magar kuch dair baad Adhara ruk gayi.

“Mujhe aik minute chahiye… mana jama karni hogi,” usne kaha.

Sikandar aage badhta hua bola,
“Waqt lo. Yeh mere zimma.”

Adhara ne dekha — Sikandar ka jism black lightning se bhar raha tha.
Uski aankhein bijli se chamak rahi thin, aur chehre par khaufnaak muskaan thi.

Usne zameen par haath rakha.
“Black Field Orko.”

ZOOM!

Zameen siyah ho gayi.
Jo bhi makra us field mein daakhil hota —

ZAP!

Bijli se jal kar gir jata.

Chhat par charhne wale makray bhi nahi bachay — siyah bijli un tak pohanch kar unhein bhi jala deti.
Jali hui laashon ki boo hawa mein phail gayi.

Adhara hairat se dekh rahi thi.
Yeh phir aur taqatwar ho gaya…

Usne foran hosh sambhala aur jaalay ko purple aag se cheerna shuru kar diya.
Thori mehnat ke baad rasta khul gaya.

“SIKANDAR! Chalo!” usne awaaz di.

Sikandar muskuraya.
“Lagta hai yahan ki ladai khatam hoti hai. Yeh lo… meri taraf se aakhri tohfa.”

Uske haath bijli se bhar gaye.
“Lightning Spell — Lightning Salvo!”

CRACK!!

Siyah bijli ne makron ke jhund ko cheer diya. Jise bhi laga — gosht ka dhair ban gaya.

Sikandar muskurata hua wahan se chala gaya.
Uski muskaan ka sabab aik hi tha —
Endless notifications… aur zabardast EXP haul.

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Sikandar aur Adhara bhari saanson ke saath ghaar se bahar nikal aaye. Dono ne mushkil se apni jaan bachayi thi, lekin khushkismati se koi gehri chot nahi lagi thi.

Kali makriyon ka jhund unka peecha karta hua ghaar ke aakhri hisse tak aaya…
magar ek qadam bhi bahar nahi rakha.

Yeh roshni ka darr nahi tha.
Unki aankhen achanak daayein taraf ghoom gayin, aur unke jism se siyah aura nikalne laga. Agle hi lamhe, woh sari makriyan badhawasi mein palat kar ghaar ke andar bhag gayin.

Yeh dekh kar Sikandar ki bhawein sikur gayin.
“Yeh darr gaye?”
“Magar kis cheez se?”

Uska supernatural Sense fauran activate ho gaya — usay qareeb maujood kisi bhi zinda makhlooq ka darr mehsoos hota tha. Aur iss waqt… wahan sirf khouf tha.

“Tum dono ko kya hua? Aur yeh kali makriyan kahan se aa gayin?”
Suraj ne hairani se poocha. Jab woh unse alag hua tha, usne kuch bhi aisa nahi dekha tha.

Karan zameen par baitha hua tha, peeth aik pathar se lagaye. Uski halat pehle se behtar thi, lekin abhi bhi kamzor lag raha tha.

Adhara ne thakaan se kamar par haath rakha aur boli,
“Yeh achanak zahir hui thin… jaise zameen se nikal aayi hon.”

Sikandar ne gehri saans li.
“Theek hai… yeh ghaar makriyon se bhara hua hai. Chalo koi aur ghaar dekhte hain.”
Aur phir woh log aage barh gaye.
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Professor Nolan aik gaari ke saath tek laga kar cigarette pee raha tha. Uski zimmedari canyon ke researchers aur scientists ko supervise karna thi.

Awakened ki mojoodgi mein woh kisi cheez se nahi darta tha.
Tabhi aik aadmi side se uske qareeb aaya — bilkul aise jaise pehle se janta ho.

Professor Nolan ne us par nazar daali aur bhonhein chadha li.

“Professor Nolan, agar ijazat ho toh aik cigarette saath pee loon?”
Aadmi ne casual lehje mein kaha.

Nolan ne lighter nikalte hue kaha,
“Kar lo.”

Aadmi ne cigarette jalai aur gaari se tek laga li.
“Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho? Ijazat hai?”
Professor Nolan ne sakhti se poocha.

“Pareshan na hon, main canyon ke liye nahi aaya,”
Aadmi masoom muskurahat ke saath bola.
“Bas kuch sawalat poochne hain.”

Phir uska chehra sanjeeda ho gaya.
“Kya Sikandar Silverstar yahan maujood hai?”

Professor Nolan ne baghair palak jhapkaye jhoot bola,
“Mujhe aisa koi naam yaad nahi.”

Aadmi ne apna aura chhoda, lekin Nolan bilkul nahi dara.
FAA ke log har taraf the — yahan hungama karna maut ke barabar tha.

“Professor, meri koi buri niyyat nahi,”
Aadmi ne halki si muskurahat ke saath kaha.

Nolan ne hansi mein udate hue kaha,
“Haan, aik student aaya tha… Sikandar.”

Yeh sunte hi aadmi ke chehre par khushi aa gayi.
“Dobara yahan aayega?”
Usne poocha.

“Woh Vargas ka azeez student hai,”
Nolan ne sakhti se kaha.
“Umeed hai tum uske khilaaf kuch nahi soch rahe.”

Aadmi halki hansi hansa, haath hilaya aur raaz bhari muskurahat ke saath chala gaya.

Uske jaate hi peeche se aik aur shaks aaya.
Agar Sikandar yahan hota, toh woh foran pehchaan leta —
Ari, Reed Family ka bheja hua protector.

Sikandar ne usay canyon ke bahar rehne ko kaha tha, taake koi mashkook shaks nazar aaye toh khabar mil sake.

“Woh kaun tha? Sikandar ke baare mein kyun pooch raha tha?”
Ari ne poocha.

Professor Nolan ne us aadmi ki peeth dekhte hue kaha,
“Uske haath par Black Tiger ka tattoo tha.”

Ari ki aankhen thandi ho gayin.
“Black Tiger… huh.”

Woh foran call milata hai.
“Sir, Black Tiger Guild ka aik banda Sikandar ko dhoond raha hai… haan, sirf aik.”

Call khatam hoti hi Ari saaya ban kar ghaib ho gaya.
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Kai ghanton ki talaash ke baad, Sikandar aur baqi log canyon se bahar aa gaye.
Paanch se zyada ghaaron mein gaye — lekin koi aur mutated jaanwar nahi mila.
Magar aik baat bilkul wazeh thi:
yahan kuch ghalat zaroor hai.

“Woh makriyon wala ghaar sab se gehra aur mehfooz hai…”
“Lekin kya main itna risk loon?”
Sikandar ne socha.

Baaki sab ghaar bohat shallow thay.
Na theek se moonlight se bachaav, na awaaz ka.
Agar Karan transform karta… uski cheek door door tak sunayi deti.

Makriyon wala ghaar hi aiklauta behtar option tha.

Bahar nikal kar Sikandar ne idhar-udhar dekha.
“Ari kahan hai?”

Karan ne bhi sar hila diya — usey bhi koi presence mehsoos nahi ho rahi thi.

“Agar kuch hota, toh hungama ho jata… woh Rank Six hai,”
Sikandar ne khud ko tasalli di.

Raat gehri ho chuki thi.

Achanak Sikandar ke jisam mai sardi ki lehar takrai.
Uska jism kaanp raha tha.
Sardi… gehri, jaan cheer dene wali sardi.

“Main kab se sardi mehsoos karne laga?”
Werewolf banne ke baad yeh pehli dafa tha.
“System, yeh kya ho raha hai?”

Lekan system ne koi jawab nahi diya.
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Sirf 23 ghantay baqi thay.
Adhara bhi kaanp rahi thi — uske hont neelay ho chuke thay.
Sikandar ne qareeb hone ki koshish ki…
lekin jaise hi usne Adhara ko chhua,
tez thand ne dono ko jhatka diya.

“Ouch!”

Adhara karahi.

“Yeh Full Moon ka asar hai,”
Sikandar ne thakay hue lehje mein kaha.

Us raat woh alag kamre mein chala gaya.
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Subah
Sikandar uth kar bahar nikla.
Jism bojhal tha… jaise saari taqat nikal chuki ho.

Tabhi aik maid saamne aayi — Clarice.
“Sir… aik aadmi hai. Naam Ari hai. Aapse milna chahta hai.”

Sikandar ki aankhen gehri ho gayin.
“Usay andar bhejo.”

Sikandar bahar nikla aur Ari se mila — hairani ki baat ye thi ke Ari bilkul normal lag raha tha.

Sikandar ne bhonayen sikori aur kaha,
“Tum kahan thay? Maine kaha tha lookout par rehna.”

Ari ne adab se sar jhukaya.
“Maazrat Sir, bas chhota sa chuhoon ka masla tha.”

Ye sun kar Sikandar ki aankhein thandi ho gayin.
“Platchi Family?”

“Ji Sir,” Ari ne bilkul aise kaha jaise koi badi baat hi na ho.
“Unhon ne ek aadmi bheja tha aap ka pata lagane ke liye… lekin maine usay handle kar liya.”

Sikandar ne thandi saans chhodi.
“Mujhe pehle hi unka kaam tamaam kar dena chahiye tha. Maine socha tha kuch waqt tak pareshaan nahi karenge… lekin lagta hai unhein marne ki jaldi thi.”

Itna keh kar Sikandar wapas apne kamray ki taraf muda —
lekin phir Ari ki awaaz ne usay rok li.
“Koi baat nahi Sir,” Ari ne maani-khez nazron se kaha.
“Main guarantee deta hoon… ab wo aap ko kabhi pareshaan nahi karenge.”

Sikandar ruk gaya.
Aahista se palta, maathey par ghera saaya.
‘Huh? Kya unhon ne Duncan ko…?’
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~ Pichhli Raat ~

Call ke baad,
Ari ne us aadmi ka peecha kiya jo Sikandar ka location pooch kar Professor Nolan ke paas se nikla tha.
Wo aadmi seedha Platchi Family ke mansion ki taraf ja raha tha.

Raat sard thi.
Us ne apna coat ka collar upar kiya taake thand se bach sake.
Lekin jaise hi wo moṛ par murne laga —
Usay achanak peeche se tez kuch aata mehsoos hua.
Jism mein sarsarahat daur gayi.
Agla hi lamha—

BAM!

Sar par zabardast waar pada.
Wo hawa mein uchhal kar zameen par gira.
Khoon us ke sar se behne laga.

Ari us ke samne khara tha —
chehra bilkul be-ihsaas, aankhein barf jaisi thandi.
Aadmi ne khoon se bhara sar pakra aur upar dekha.
“A-Ari?! Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho?”
Wo ghabra gaya.
“Main Platchi Family se hoon! Hum allies hain!”

Ari ne koi jawab nahi diya.
Bas thandey lehje mein bola,
“Sir Stevanus keh rahe thay ke tumhari family ka contribution aaj kal kam ho gaya hai.
Kya ye is liye hai ke Duncan ka bara beta High Table mein ghusne ki koshish kar raha hai?”

“Haan… lekin ye sirf arzi hai!”
Aadmi ne jaldi se kaha.

Ari ne aage qadam barhaya.
“Tum Sikandar Silverstar ko kyun dhoondh rahe ho?”

Aadmi ne daant pees kar kaha,
“Sikandar ne Sir Duncan ke bete Lucas ko qatl kiya.
Badla lena bilkul fitri baat hai.”

Phir us ki aankhon mein umeed chamki.
“Agar Reed Family ka saath mil jaye… hum Sikandar ko asaani se maar sakte hain.
Tum madad karoge?”

Usay yaqeen tha —
Reed Family is maamlay ko ignore nahi karegi.
‘Agar Reed Family shamil ho gayi… Sikandar gaya,’
wo dil hi dil mein hansa.

Lekin Ari ke alfaaz ne us ki soch ka gala ghont diya.
“Sikandar Silverstar, Reed Family ki hifazat mein hai.”
Ari ki awaaz barf se bhi zyada thandi thi.

“Usay chhua… aur tum Reed Family ke dushman ban jaoge.”

“K-Kya?!”
Aadmi sakht hila.
“Ye mumkin hi nahi! Zaroor koi ghalat fehmi hai!”

Ari ne halka sa qahqa lagaya.
Agla hi lamha —
wind sword chamki.
Ek hi waar.
Sar jism se alag ho gaya.

Aadmi ko samajhne ka bhi mauqa nahi mila ke wo mar chuka hai.
Ari ne khooni sar uthaya…
aur ghaib ho gaya.

Kuch hi minute baad,
Ari Platchi Family ke mansion ke samne khara tha —
daayein haath mein khoon se bhara sar.
Wo pur-aitmaad qadam uthata hua andar gaya.
Guard usay pehchante thay —
ye pehli dafa nahi tha.

Thori dair mein Duncan khud bahar aa gaya, ghusse mein.
“Ari?! Tum yahan kis jurat se ghus aaye ho?”
“Chahe tum Reed Family se ho,
meri mansion mein aisi badtameezi bardasht nahi ki ja sakti!”

Raat gehri thi.
Aur is waqt aana — kisi bhi mard ko ghussa dila sakta tha.
Ari ne khooni sar upar uthaya aur seedha Duncan ke samne rakha.
“Sikandar Silverstar, Reed Family ke tehat hai.”

Us ki awaaz lohay jaisi sakht thi.
“Dobara koshish ki…
to Reed Family tumhari mansion aur tumhari nasal dono mita degi.”

Duncan ke alfaaz gum ho gaye.
Ye khabar us par bijli ban kar giri —
bilkul us waqt jab wo Sikandar ke khilaf qadam uthane ka soch raha tha.
Agar Reed Family shamil hui…
to sirf wo nahi —
us ki poori family khatam ho jaayegi.

Tab aasman se barish shuru ho gayi.
Barish jaise Duncan ka mazaaq uda rahi thi —
us ghalat fehmi ka ke wo Sikandar ke muqaable mein jeet sakta hai.
Ye barish ek chetavni thi.
Anjaam sirf maut hoga.

Ari ne khooni sar Duncan ke qadmon mein phenk diya.
“Isay pehli… aur aakhri warning samjho, Sir Duncan.”

Phir wo barish mein ghoom kar chal diya —
jab ke poora mansion khamoshi se ye manzar dekhta raha.

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Supernatural Territory – Vampire Kingdom

Vampire Kingdom ke andheray aur shaandaar qila mein,
Solomon apne khooni takht par baitha hua tha. Uske chehray par aik gehri muskurahat thi, itni wide ke uske tez fangs saaf nazar aa rahe thay.

Uske bilkul paas Nezera khari thi, uska chehra pur-josh tha.
Uski wings halki halki phadak rahi thin, jaise woh apni khushi ko qaboo hi na kar pa rahi ho.
Unke saamne aik vampire zameen par ghutno ke bal jhuka hua tha — Seth.

“Apni baat aik dafa phir dohrao,”
Solomon ne muskuratay hue kaha,
“Main dobara sun’na chahta hoon.”

Seth ne aur gehra jhuk kar salam kiya, magar uske honton par bhi khushi ki lakeer thi.

“Jo ritual aap ne kiya tha, uski wajah se hamari tadaad bohat barh gayi hai,” Seth ne kaha.
“4,000 insano mein se jinhein hum ne kidnap kiya, 700 zinda bach gaye… aur woh sab vampire ban gaye.”

Yeh sun kar Solomon aur Nezera ki muskurahat aur gehri ho gayi.

“Zyada tar Rank Four power ke hain,”
Seth ne baat jari rakhi,
“magar kuch ne hamari expectations se bhi zyada power show ki hai.”

Solomon aur Nezera ne aik doosray ki taraf dekha —
abhi bhi yaqeen nahi aa raha tha ke yeh sab sach hai.

“Yeh bohat achi khabar hai, mere King,”
side se aik aur vampire bola.

Woh full plate armor pehne hue tha, peechay aik laal cape, aur seene par vampiric crest chamak raha tha.
Uski presence Seth se bilkul mukhtalif thi — clear upper class vampire.

Solomon ne us par nazar daali aur kaha,
“Valerian, yeh zimmedari tumhari hai.
Unhein seedha hamaray camps bhejo.
Aur yaad rahe — kisi aur race ko is baat ki khabar nahi honi chahiye.”

“Ji mere King.”
Valerian ne gehra salam kiya aur saayon mein ghul kar ghaib ho gaya.

Solomon ne phir haath hilaya.
Seth ne bhi aik aur baar jhuk kar salam kiya aur throne room se nikal gaya.

Abhi dono apni kamyabi se khush hi thay ke—

“RAAAARGHH!!”

Zameen ke neechay se aik tez, cheerti hui cheekh sunai di.
Nezera aur Solomon ke chehron ki muskurahat aik pal mein ghaib ho gayi.

Nezera ne Solomon ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein dard tha, hont halkay se kaanp rahe thay.

“Chalo… usay dekh kar aatay hain,”
Solomon ne gehri awaaz mein kaha.
“Woh kuch arsay se control se bahar hoti ja rahi hai.”

Dono hallways se guzartay hue aik deewar ke paas rukay.
Solomon ki ring laal roshni se chamki,
aur khali deewar par aik lakri ka darwaza ubhar aaya —
chhupa hua raasta, jo neechay ja raha tha.

Darwaza khul gaya.
Seedhiyan unhein aik wasee kamray mein le aayi jahan 4 royal vampires pehra de rahe thay.

Kamray ke beech mein aik vampire zanjeeron se bandhi hui thi.
Solomon ne sir hila kar ishara kiya.
Royal guards kamray se nikal gaye.
Jaise hi Nezera ne us bandhi hui vampire ko dekha,
uski aankhon se aansu behnay lage.
Woh thi Calidora.

Jab se usne Eyes of Terror awaken kiye thay,
woh unstable ho chuki thi.
Isi liye Solomon ne use yahan qaid kar rakha tha.

Nezera roz us se milnay aati thi.
Aur har dafa —
uska dil toot jata tha.
Jo beti kabhi masoom aur curious aankhon wali thi,
ab sirf aik khooni pyaas ka shikar monster reh gayi thi.

“I will find him…”
“I will find him…”
Calidora ki be-inteha whispers kamray mein goonj rahi thin.

Usne Solomon ya Nezera ki taraf dekha tak nahi.
Uske hont sookh chukay thay,
jism sakht hota ja raha tha.
Saaf lag raha tha ke use arsay se khoon nahi mila.

“Solomon… please,”
Nezera ne bheegi awaaz mein kaha,
“agar tum ne use kuch peenay ko na diya… woh aur suffer karegi.”

Solomon aage barha aur Calidora ke saamne jhuk kar bola,
“Kya tum control mein raho gi…
ya apni ankhon ke qaboo mein?”

“I will find him…”
“I will find him…”
Koi jawab nahi.

Calidora ne Solomon ko dekha bhi nahi —
jaise woh uske liye mojood hi na ho.
Solomon ka sabr toot gaya.

“JAWAB DO!!”

BOOM!

Uski awaaz mein badshahi ka zor tha.
Magar jawab mein—

“I WANT HIS BLOOD!!!”

RUMBLE!!

Zameen kaanp uthi.
Calidora ki aankhen laal chamak uthi —
ancient vampiric eyes ka khaufnaak asar.
Solomon ko halki si suppression mehsoos hui,
magar usne jhatak kar hata di.
Sirf ungli hilaayi—

BOOM!!

Zanjeerain toot gayi.
Calidora deewar se ja takraayi.

“HUAAKH!!”

Khoon uske munh se nikal aaya.
“SOLOMON! TUM KYA KAR RAHE HO?!”
Nezera cheekh uthi.

Woh Solomon ko pakarnay aayi,
magar aik jhatkay mein phenk di gayi.

Solomon aage barha, gusse mein bhara hua.
“TU MERI BETI HAI!
VAMPIRE PRINCESS HAI!
MERE SAMNE AISI ZABAN ISTEMAAL KARNA TERI JAGA NAHI!”

BOOM!!

Khooni energy ne Calidora ko deewar mein aur daal diya.
Phir Solomon ne gehri saans li,
aur sakht lehjay mein bola:
“Agar uska khoon chahiye…
toh pehle aik King aur aik Baap ka ehtram seekho.

Jab tak nahi seekhti —
koi khoon nahi.”

Energy ghaib ho gayi.
Calidora zameen par gir pari.
Solomon bhaari qadam uthatay hue kamray se nikal gaya.
Nezera larazti hui khari hui,
Calidora ko dekha, aur sirf itna kaha:
“I’m sorry…”

Phir woh bhi chali gayi.
Kuch dair baad royal guards wapas aaye,
Calidora ko heal kiya,
aur phir se zanjeeron mein jakkar diya.
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Noon Time

Dopehar ka waqt tha.
Sikandar apne kamray mein band ho kar meditation kar raha tha.
Is halat mein bahar jana uske liye theek nahi tha.
Yule Moon jitni qareeb aa rahi thi,
utna hi uska haal bigarta ja raha tha.
Usne apne stats dekhe:


<Sikandar Silverstar>

Pack: Silverstar (2/2)
Level: 26 (7,244,000 / 10,000,000)

Race: High Werewolf

Full Moon: 7 Ghantay 13 Minute – Yule Moon

Berserk: 43%
Sanity: 58%
Mental: 51 (+32)

Strength: 115 (+60)
Agility: 59 (+2)
Endurance: 46 (+26)
Intelligence: 108 (+20)

Attributable Stats: 0


“Sanity abhi bhi kam hai…”
Sikandar ne socha.
“Lagta nahi is se zyada improve hogi.”
Usne gehri saans li.

Uska aik hi sahara tha —
high mental stat.
Stats band kar ke woh bahar nikla.
Kitchen mein Adhara table par sir rakh kar so rahi thi.
Uska chehra zard tha,
jism thanda lag raha tha.

“Adhara… theek ho?”
Sikandar ne halki awaaz mein poocha.

Woh mushkil se aankhen khol kar boli,
“Hmm… haan…
kya main thora aur so sakti hoon?”

Sikandar ne sir hila diya.
Phir woh Karan ke kamray ki taraf gaya.
Sab se zyada darr usay Karan ka hi tha.
Usne abhi tak apni power ke baray mein kuch nahi bataya tha.

Darwazay ke paas hi awaazain sunai dein—
“Tum beemar ho!
Chalo infirmary!”

“Main beemar nahi hoon!
Mujhe haath mat lagao!”
“MAINE KAHA RUKO!”

BRAAK!!

Darwaza zor se toot gaya—

Hungamay ki awaaz sunte hi Sikandar foran darwaza todta hua kamray mein ghus gaya.
Kamray ke andar ka manzar dekh kar uska dil baith sa gaya.
Ryze zameen par be-harkat pada tha, saans halki thi, jabke Karan bed par baitha tha—uski aankhon mein gussa aur be-chaini saaf nazar aa rahi thi.

Sikandar foran Ryze ke paas jhuka, uski peeth check ki.
Zakhm gehra tha—neelay nishaan, jaise kisi ne had se zyada taqat lagayi ho.

Sikandar ne gusse aur fikr se bhari awaaz mein kaha,
“Tum dono ek dosray ka khayal rakhne ke liye ho. Tumhara kaam hifazat karna hai, nuqsan pohanchana nahi.”

Uski laal aankhen seedha Karan par ja tikki—ek khamosh warning.

Karan foran uth kar bola, awaaz thodi larazti hui,
“Mera irada nahi tha! Mujhe khud nahi pata ye taqat kahan se aa rahi hai!”

Sikandar ki bhonhein sikar gayin.
Usne Karan ko ghour se dekha… aur kuch ghalat mehsoos kiya.

“Ye itna taqatwar kyun lag raha hai… jabke main khud mushkil se apni quwat sambhal pa raha hoon?”

Yule Moon ka asar tamam Werewolves ko kamzor kar deta hai.
Phir Karan par iska poora asar kyun nahi?
Haan—Karan bhi peela aur thanda lag raha tha, lekin uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi.
Wo pehle se zyada zinda… zyada taqatwar mehsoos ho raha tha.

“Kya Half-Bloods ko Werewolf hi nahi mana jata?” Sikandar ne socha.

<Half-Blood ke andar Werewolf bloodline hoti hai. Half-Blood ek mukhtalif qisam ka Werewolf hota hai, insaan nahi>

Ye parh kar Sikandar aur zyada ulajh gaya.
Usne sakht lehjay mein kaha,
“Apni taqat par qaboo rakho. Tum ab aam insaan nahi rahe—aur Ryze jaisa kamzor tumhari wajah se mar bhi sakta hai.”

Iske baad Sikandar ne Ryze ko uthaya aur bahar kharay butler ke hawalay kar diya.

Ryze ko foran infirmary le jaya gaya.
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Raat ko Sikandar aur baqi sab wapas canyon aa gaye—
magar is dafa Suraj unke saath nahi tha.
Aaj Yule Moon ka din tha.

“Ari, pehle ki tarah nigrani rakhna,” Sikandar ne hukm diya.

Ari ne sar hila diya.
Sikandar, Adhara aur Karan canyon ke andar daakhil ho gaye.
Wo us chhupi hui ghaar ki taraf badhe jahan kaalay makray rehte thay.

Sikandar ne daayein rasta chuna—
kal wahan makray nahi thay.
Ghaar ke muh par pahunch kar Karan ruk gaya.
Adhara ne ye dekha.

Wo aage badhi, Karan ka haath pakra aur narmi se boli,
“Sab theek hoga. Mere paas raho… aur ghaar ke baare mein mat socho.”

Karan ne gehri saans li aur sar hila diya.

Ghaar ke Andar
Chalte chalte Karan ne poocha,
“Hum yahan dobara kyun aa rahe hain? Kya makron se larnay?”

“Nahi,” Sikandar ne be-parwahi se jawab diya,
“Hum yahan panah lene aaye hain.”

Haqeeqat ye thi ke Sikandar ka jism buri tarah kamzor ho chuka tha—
jaise kai din ka bhooka pyaasa ho.

Phir Karan ne poocha,
“Kis cheez se panah?”

Sikandar ne ghaar ke muh ki taraf ishara kiya.
Bahaar chaandni neela rang ikhtiyar kar rahi thi.
Yule Moon aa chuka tha.

<Yule Moon paanch minute mein shuru hoga!>

Sikandar zor se chilla utha,
“Jaldi! Ghaar ke aakhir tak pohancho!”

Sab daud paday.
Jism kamzor tha, saans toot rahi thi—
lekin wo rukay nahi.

Transformation

<User ke stats check ho rahe hain…>

<Mental Stat Sanity mein add ki ja rahi hai…>

<Berserk stat kam ki ja rahi hai…>

<Mukammal!>

<Transformation shuru ho rahi hai—User hosh mein rahega!>

Agla hi lamha—
Adhara aur Karan dono zameen par gir pade.
Haddiyan hil rahi thin.
Jism toot raha tha.

CRACK!!

TWIST!!

“AAARGHHH!!” Adhara ki cheekh ghaar mein goonj uthi.

“KYA HO RAHA HAI?! RAAARGHH!!” Karan dehshat se chilla utha.

Uske haath ki haddiyan harkat kar rahi thin,
naakhun lambe aur tez ho rahe thay.
Sikandar bhi zameen par gir chuka tha—
uski aankhen phail chuki thin, daant bhinchay hue.

“Rrghhh…!”

Wo is dard ka aadhi ho chuka tha.
Dheere dheere—
Jism par ghane baal ug aaye.

Munh lamba ho gaya—tez dhaar daanton aur fangon se bhara hua.
Kuch dair baad—

Sikandar aur Adhara ki transformation mukammal ho chuki thi.
Sikandar uth kar khada hua.
Uski laal aankhen Adhara par ja tikki—
wo bhi werewolf ban chuki thi, lekin dard abhi baqi tha.
Phir—

“AAAAARGHHH!!”

Sikandar ne palat kar dekha.
Karan abhi tak cheekh raha tha.
Wo half-werewolf ban chuka tha…
lekin uski haddiyan abhi bhi toot rahi thin.

“Hmm? Iski transformation abhi tak khatam kyun nahi hui?”

Sikandar ko apni pehli Blood Moon yaad aa gayi—
bilkul isi tarah.

Magar Karan ka case mukhtalif tha.
“System… Karan ke saath kya ho raha hai?” Sikandar ne poocha.

<Karan ke jism ko touch kar ke scan karein>

Sikandar ne Karan ko pakad liya taake wo zameen par lotna band kare.

<Scanning…>

Kuch lamhon baad—
<Scan mukammal!>

<Karan ki Werewolf bloodline evolve ho rahi hai>

Sikandar ki aankhen phail gayin.
“Uski bloodline… evolve ho rahi hai?!”


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Aaj ke liye itnah hi. I hope ye episode be aap sub ne enjoy kiya ho gah.

Finally full moon is here.
Next episode kafi mazedar hone wala hai.

Next episode mai full moon ka end kar dun gah mega update de ke.
Aur new misson ke bare mai be btaon gah. Ke misson kya hone wala.

Likes target is bar be kuch ni. Lekan next episode se targe ho gah. Next update 1st ko ahye gah. Likes aur comments zaror dena. Miltey hai next episode mai. Bane rahiye sath.

Tab tak ke liye

Thanks and Bye.

 

[Guru78869]

Bro families ka scene to ahte rahe gah. 25 families hai. Abi 10 aur 9 number wali k sath lage howe hai.
Abi to 1st number wali be ahye gi. Lekan us ke liye time hai.

Bs 2 updates hai full moon ke liye. 1 aaj ah jaye gah.
Us ke bad misson. Lekan ye wala misson boht kuch le ke ahye gah. Aap sub ko boht pasind ahye gah.

Bas bane rahiye sath..

we waiting bro dekhty kaya surprises aane wale aane wale updates me also mission wale

 

[wytrobss]

Must bro maza aa gya cnt wait for next

 

[RAAZ]

Episode 63


Yule moon is arrived ​

“Yeh kya hai…?” Adhara ne hairani se kaha.

Sikandar ne bhi apni nazar ahhs paas deewaron par dali. Us ne zindagi mein kabhi aisi jagah nahi dekhi thi.

Cave ki deewaron par purani, bay-pehchan likhawatein bhari hui theen — ajeeb o ghareeb words naqsh, aur nishanaat. Aisa lag raha tha jaise yeh jagah sadiyon se yahin mojood ho. Likhawat aur tasveerein seedha pathar mein naqsh ki gayi theen.

Sirf dekhne se hi Sikandar mehsoos kar sakta tha ke in naqshon mein koi ghair-mamooli taqat chhupi hui hai.

Uski nazar aage ki taraf gayi, jahan ghaar ki deewar ke aakhir mein kuch bari tasveerein bani hui theen.

Sikandar dheere dheere un tasveeron ke qareeb gaya. Jaise hi us ne haath barhaya aur deewar ko chhua, usay yaqeen ho gaya ke yeh likhawatein aam cheez se nahi, balkay kisi ajeeb energy se banayi gayi hain.

Yeh mehsoos karte hi chaaron ke chehron par shock aa gaya.
Tasveeron ki ibtida do makhlooqon se hoti thi jo aik doosray ke aamne saamne khari theen.

Baayi taraf aik insani shakal ki makhlooq thi — bohat jismani tor par bhaari, poora jism ziraah se dhaka hua, haath mein aik lambi aur khofnaak scythe. Uska chehra khopdi jaisa tha jo aik hood ke neeche chhupa hua tha. Neeche bani aik aurat ki tasveer se andaza hota tha ke yeh makhlooq us ke muqable mein kitni ghair-mamooli qadd-o-qamat rakhti hai.

Daayi taraf wali makhlooq bilkul bhi insani nahi lagti thi. Woh aik bohat bari makri jaisi makhlooq thi, jiske 8 paon the aur jo baayi wali makhlooq se bhi zyada khofnaak lag rahi thi.

Dono makhlooqon ke upar do bare bare symbols likhe hue the — lekin Sikandar unhein bilkul samajh nahi pa raha tha.

Un dono ke neeche aik aurat ki tasveer thi, jiske haathon mein do zanjeerein theen. Woh zanjeerein upar wali dono makhlooqon ke gird lipti hui theen, jaise woh aurat un dono ko qaboo mein rakhti ho.
Aur kahani yahin khatam nahi hoti thi.

Us aurat ke neeche chaar aur makhlooqon ki tasveer thi. Un chaaron ko bhi zanjeeron ke zariye us aurat se jora gaya tha. Is ke baad bohat si aur likhawatein theen —

qadeem zaban mein — jo Sikandar bilkul nahi samajh pa raha tha.

‘System, main yeh zaban seekhna chahta hoon,’ Sikandar ne dil mein kaha.

<Scanning shuru… user ka haath chhorna mana hai>

Sikandar ne apna haath deewar par qaim rakha. Kuch lamhon baad doosra notification aaya.

<Language origin talaash ki ja rahi hai…>

<Kya user Neksekhi zaban 10,000 Gold mein seekhna chahta hai?>

Yeh parh kar Sikandar ki aankhein phail gayeen.

‘10,000 gold?! Itni mehngi zaban?

Orc language sirf 500 gold mein seekhi thi!’

Bina kisi dair ke, us ne offer reject kar di. Sirf curiosity ke liye 10,000 gold zaya karna usay bilkul munasib nahi laga.

“Yeh likhawatein kya keh rahi hain?” Adhara ne hairani se poocha.

Suraj ne apni thodi par haath phertay hue kaha,
“Jo bhi hai, lagta hai kisi qisam ki prophecy… ya phir koi ritual bayan kar rahi hain.”

“Upar wali dono makhlooqen neeche wali chaar makhlooqon se judi hui lagti hain,” Sikandar ne gehri nazar se dekhte hue kaha.
“Aur yeh aurat… shayad yeh dono upar wali makhlooqon ko control karti hai.”

Sikandar ko andruni tor par andaza ho raha tha ke yeh tasveerein kis taraf ishara kar rahi hain — aur yeh soch usay bilkul pasand nahi aayi.

Phir uski nazar neeche bani chaar makhlooqon mein se aik par ja tikki — jiske chehre par aik shaytani muskurahat bani hui thi.

‘Kya yeh…?’
‘System, sirf is tasveer ke upar wali likhawat translate kar do,’ Sikandar ne kaha.

<Translation 500 Gold mein hogi. Kya user proceed karna chahta hai?>

‘Haan,’ Sikandar ne foran jawab diya.
Uski nazar ke saamne likhawat badalne lagi, aur us zaban mein tabdeel ho gayi jo woh samajh sakta tha.

Sikandar ne parhte hue dheemi awaaz mein kaha,
“Rurvi…”

Yeh makhlooq Rurvi thi.
Aur yeh jagah… Rurvi ka lair thi.

Tasveeron mein Rurvi ko aik bohat bari cheetah ya bagh jaisi makhlooq ke tor par dikhaya gaya tha, jiske poore jism par tez spikes niklay hue the. Uski muskurahat itni khofnaak thi ke Sikandar ko aisa laga jaise woh tasveer ke zariye bhi uski burai mehsoos kar raha ho.

“Yeh rasta clear hai. Doosri taraf check karte hain,” Sikandar ne kaha aur peeche murh gaya.

Woh is cave ko Yule Moon ke dauran apna shelter banana chahta tha, is liye zaroori tha ke har rasta pehle clear kiya jaye.

Chaaron left taraf ke raaste par chal paray.
Chaltay hue unhein sirf ghaar ki khamoshi aur khaali pan mehsoos ho raha tha — jo dheere dheere bechaini paida kar raha tha.

Ghaar zyada chaura nahi tha; mushkil se do log side by side chal sakte the.
Sikandar aur Suraj ke liye yeh masla nahi tha — woh is se bhi tang jagahon se guzar chuke the. Lekin Karan ke liye yeh jagah kisi qaid khanay se kam nahi lag rahi thi.

“Mujhe acha nahi lag raha…” Karan ne kaha. Uska pait ajeeb andaaz mein ghoom raha tha.

Uske maathe par thanda paseena behne laga jab us ne tang deewaron ki taraf dekha.

Sikandar ne use dekha aur Suraj se kaha,
“Isay bahar le jao. Zyada dair yahan raha to panic kar jaye ga.”

Suraj ne bina behas ke sir hilaaya aur Karan ko sambhalte hue bahar ki taraf le gaya.

Karan ab almost panic mein tha, aur jese hi woh bahar nikla, us ne gehri saans li.

Un dono ke jane ke baad, Adhara aur Sikandar aur andar ki taraf barhne lage.
Left wala rasta right walay ke muqable mein kaafi gehra tha. Woh lagbhag das minute se chal rahe the, lekin abhi tak ghaar ka aakhir nazar nahi aaya tha.

Tab achanak Adhara ne kaha,
“Sikandar… main tum se kuch poochna chahti hoon.”

Sikandar jawab dene se pehle chalna jari rakhta hai.
“Seedha sawal kar lo na,” usne kaha, “pehle ijazat lene ki kya zarurat hai?”

Adhara kuch lamhon ke liye khamosh ho gayi.
“Tumhara Ryze ke liye kya plan hai?” aakhirkaar usne poocha. Uski awaaz mein wazeh fikar thi.

Yeh sun kar Sikandar ne halki si saans bhari, magar chalna nahi roka.
Unke qadmon ki halki tap cave ki deewaron se takra kar goonj rahi thi. Geeli zameen par chalte hue click click ki awaaz aa rahi thi, aur dono ke darmiyan khamoshi phaili hui thi.

Takreeban das seconds baad Sikandar bola,
“Mujhe khud nahi pata.”

Haqeeqat yeh thi ke Sikandar khud bhi uljhan mein tha. Usne Ryze ko sirf backup ke taur par khareeda tha — agar koi aur aisa shakhs na mila jise woh Werewolf bana sake.

Lekin Karan ke milne ke baad yeh masla hal ho chuka tha, aur Sikandar Karan ke natije se kaafi mutmaeen tha.
Is wajah se Ryze ke hawale se uska koi wazeh faisla nahi bana.

Uske zehan mein yeh khayal aaya ke shayad Ryze ko uske gaon wapas le jaye, magar use yeh bhi nahi pata tha ke uske parents zinda bhi hain ya nahi.
Ryze ko Platchi ne pakar kar ghulam bana diya tha, aur uske maa-baap yaqeenan chup chaap kharay nahi rahe honge.

Is baat ka imkaan kaafi zyada tha ke Ryze ke parents mar chuke hon, lekin Sikandar ne socha ke yeh baat baad mein hi poochi jayegi.

“Mujhe pata hai woh ghulam raha hai,” Adhara ne kaha, “lekin woh paidaishi ghulam nahi. Shayad humein use uske gaon le jana chahiye aur kisi aise shakhs ko dhoondhna chahiye jo uska khayal rakh sake.”

Sikandar jawab dene hi wala tha ke achanak—

Chirr…

Usne seedha aage se aane wali awaaz suni.
Baghair aik lamha zaya kiye, usne Black Devil Gloves summon kiye aur hukam diya,
“Adhara! Char fireballs banao, aas paas roshni karo!”

Adhara ne foran sar hilaya aur uski baat par amal kiya.
Cave Adhara ki purple aag se roshan ho gaya.

Sikandar ne pehle yeh is liye nahi kiya tha kyun ke mana zaya hoti, lekin ab halaat mukhtleef thay.

Andhere se uski nazron ke saamne safed chamakte gole ubhar aaye.

Sikandar ne foran surroundings scan ki — aur aik ke baad aik stats tab khulne lage.
Yeh sab mutated janwar thay!

Race: Arachnid
Power: Rank Four (Mid)
Mental: 70
Strength: 70
Agility: 95
Endurance: 60
Intelligence: 0

Stats dekh kar Sikandar zyada pareshan nahi hua — magar unki tadaad ne use hila kar rakh diya.
Sirf uski nazar ke samne kam az kam 20 makray thay.

SWISH!

Aik makray ne munh se jaala uchaala jo seedha Sikandar aur Adhara ki taraf aaya.

SLASH!

Sikandar ne apne haath panjon mein badal kar jaalay ko cheer diya, lekin kuch jaalay use dodge karne par majboor kar gaye.

“Adhara! Inhein jala do!” Sikandar ne cheekh kar kaha.
Adhara ka jism purple aag se chamakne laga, lekin phir Sikandar ko yaad aaya—
Yeh mauqa baar baar nahi aata… main zyada se zyada EXP lena chahta hoon.

“Ruko!” Sikandar chillaya.

Adhara ne hairani se dekha,
“Tum mujhe kyun rok rahe ho?”

“Pehlay mujhe thora khel lene do,” Sikandar muskuraya. “Baad mein tum sab jala dena.”

Yeh kehte hi woh makron ke jhund ki taraf lapka.
Uska jism safed roshni se chamakne laga — uski skills activate ho chuki thi.

Raat aur uski taqat ka combination use aur bhi zyada taqatwar bana raha tha.

“Force Beam!”

BOOM!

Chaar makray aik hi waar mein kuchlay gaye.

<Killed a Mid Rank Four Mutated Animal, Obtained 80,000 Exp>

<Killed a Mid Rank Four Mutated Animal, Obtained 80,000 Exp>

<Killed a Mid Rank Four Mutated—>

Notifications rukne ka naam nahi le rahi thin.

Sikandar ke chehre par muskaan phail gayi aur woh poori taqat se qatal-e-aam machane laga.

Har skill ke saath cave ki deewarein phat rahi thin aur makray marte ja rahe thay.
Adhara peeche se yeh manzar dekh kar laraz uthi — excitement se.

Woh bhi apni dagger ke saath jang mein kood pari.
Uski body makron ki harkat ke sath rhythm mein move kar rahi thi, aur uski dagger hawa mein purple fire ke arc bana rahi thi.

“Bas thora aur!” Sikandar ne cheekh kar kaha.

Lekin ladai ki awaaz aur makray kheench laayi.

Andheray se aur bhi makray nikal aaye — jaise cheeni par toot parne wali cheentiyaan.

“SIKANDAR! Yeh kabhi khatam nahi honge, peeche hatna hoga!” Adhara ne cheekh kar kaha.

Sikandar ne sar hila diya.
Lekin jaise hi woh muday — unka rasta jaalay se band tha.
Makray samajhdar niklay thay.

“Jala do, Adhara!” Sikandar ne hukam diya.

SWOOSH!

Purple aag ne makron ko lapet liya. Unke jism pighalne lage.
Magar kuch dair baad Adhara ruk gayi.

“Mujhe aik minute chahiye… mana jama karni hogi,” usne kaha.

Sikandar aage badhta hua bola,
“Waqt lo. Yeh mere zimma.”

Adhara ne dekha — Sikandar ka jism black lightning se bhar raha tha.
Uski aankhein bijli se chamak rahi thin, aur chehre par khaufnaak muskaan thi.

Usne zameen par haath rakha.
“Black Field Orko.”

ZOOM!

Zameen siyah ho gayi.
Jo bhi makra us field mein daakhil hota —

ZAP!

Bijli se jal kar gir jata.

Chhat par charhne wale makray bhi nahi bachay — siyah bijli un tak pohanch kar unhein bhi jala deti.
Jali hui laashon ki boo hawa mein phail gayi.

Adhara hairat se dekh rahi thi.
Yeh phir aur taqatwar ho gaya…

Usne foran hosh sambhala aur jaalay ko purple aag se cheerna shuru kar diya.
Thori mehnat ke baad rasta khul gaya.

“SIKANDAR! Chalo!” usne awaaz di.

Sikandar muskuraya.
“Lagta hai yahan ki ladai khatam hoti hai. Yeh lo… meri taraf se aakhri tohfa.”

Uske haath bijli se bhar gaye.
“Lightning Spell — Lightning Salvo!”

CRACK!!

Siyah bijli ne makron ke jhund ko cheer diya. Jise bhi laga — gosht ka dhair ban gaya.

Sikandar muskurata hua wahan se chala gaya.
Uski muskaan ka sabab aik hi tha —
Endless notifications… aur zabardast EXP haul.

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Sikandar aur Adhara bhari saanson ke saath ghaar se bahar nikal aaye. Dono ne mushkil se apni jaan bachayi thi, lekin khushkismati se koi gehri chot nahi lagi thi.

Kali makriyon ka jhund unka peecha karta hua ghaar ke aakhri hisse tak aaya…
magar ek qadam bhi bahar nahi rakha.

Yeh roshni ka darr nahi tha.
Unki aankhen achanak daayein taraf ghoom gayin, aur unke jism se siyah aura nikalne laga. Agle hi lamhe, woh sari makriyan badhawasi mein palat kar ghaar ke andar bhag gayin.

Yeh dekh kar Sikandar ki bhawein sikur gayin.
“Yeh darr gaye?”
“Magar kis cheez se?”

Uska supernatural Sense fauran activate ho gaya — usay qareeb maujood kisi bhi zinda makhlooq ka darr mehsoos hota tha. Aur iss waqt… wahan sirf khouf tha.

“Tum dono ko kya hua? Aur yeh kali makriyan kahan se aa gayin?”
Suraj ne hairani se poocha. Jab woh unse alag hua tha, usne kuch bhi aisa nahi dekha tha.

Karan zameen par baitha hua tha, peeth aik pathar se lagaye. Uski halat pehle se behtar thi, lekin abhi bhi kamzor lag raha tha.

Adhara ne thakaan se kamar par haath rakha aur boli,
“Yeh achanak zahir hui thin… jaise zameen se nikal aayi hon.”

Sikandar ne gehri saans li.
“Theek hai… yeh ghaar makriyon se bhara hua hai. Chalo koi aur ghaar dekhte hain.”
Aur phir woh log aage barh gaye.
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Professor Nolan aik gaari ke saath tek laga kar cigarette pee raha tha. Uski zimmedari canyon ke researchers aur scientists ko supervise karna thi.

Awakened ki mojoodgi mein woh kisi cheez se nahi darta tha.
Tabhi aik aadmi side se uske qareeb aaya — bilkul aise jaise pehle se janta ho.

Professor Nolan ne us par nazar daali aur bhonhein chadha li.

“Professor Nolan, agar ijazat ho toh aik cigarette saath pee loon?”
Aadmi ne casual lehje mein kaha.

Nolan ne lighter nikalte hue kaha,
“Kar lo.”

Aadmi ne cigarette jalai aur gaari se tek laga li.
“Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho? Ijazat hai?”
Professor Nolan ne sakhti se poocha.

“Pareshan na hon, main canyon ke liye nahi aaya,”
Aadmi masoom muskurahat ke saath bola.
“Bas kuch sawalat poochne hain.”

Phir uska chehra sanjeeda ho gaya.
“Kya Sikandar Silverstar yahan maujood hai?”

Professor Nolan ne baghair palak jhapkaye jhoot bola,
“Mujhe aisa koi naam yaad nahi.”

Aadmi ne apna aura chhoda, lekin Nolan bilkul nahi dara.
FAA ke log har taraf the — yahan hungama karna maut ke barabar tha.

“Professor, meri koi buri niyyat nahi,”
Aadmi ne halki si muskurahat ke saath kaha.

Nolan ne hansi mein udate hue kaha,
“Haan, aik student aaya tha… Sikandar.”

Yeh sunte hi aadmi ke chehre par khushi aa gayi.
“Dobara yahan aayega?”
Usne poocha.

“Woh Vargas ka azeez student hai,”
Nolan ne sakhti se kaha.
“Umeed hai tum uske khilaaf kuch nahi soch rahe.”

Aadmi halki hansi hansa, haath hilaya aur raaz bhari muskurahat ke saath chala gaya.

Uske jaate hi peeche se aik aur shaks aaya.
Agar Sikandar yahan hota, toh woh foran pehchaan leta —
Ari, Reed Family ka bheja hua protector.

Sikandar ne usay canyon ke bahar rehne ko kaha tha, taake koi mashkook shaks nazar aaye toh khabar mil sake.

“Woh kaun tha? Sikandar ke baare mein kyun pooch raha tha?”
Ari ne poocha.

Professor Nolan ne us aadmi ki peeth dekhte hue kaha,
“Uske haath par Black Tiger ka tattoo tha.”

Ari ki aankhen thandi ho gayin.
“Black Tiger… huh.”

Woh foran call milata hai.
“Sir, Black Tiger Guild ka aik banda Sikandar ko dhoond raha hai… haan, sirf aik.”

Call khatam hoti hi Ari saaya ban kar ghaib ho gaya.
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Kai ghanton ki talaash ke baad, Sikandar aur baqi log canyon se bahar aa gaye.
Paanch se zyada ghaaron mein gaye — lekin koi aur mutated jaanwar nahi mila.
Magar aik baat bilkul wazeh thi:
yahan kuch ghalat zaroor hai.

“Woh makriyon wala ghaar sab se gehra aur mehfooz hai…”
“Lekin kya main itna risk loon?”
Sikandar ne socha.

Baaki sab ghaar bohat shallow thay.
Na theek se moonlight se bachaav, na awaaz ka.
Agar Karan transform karta… uski cheek door door tak sunayi deti.

Makriyon wala ghaar hi aiklauta behtar option tha.

Bahar nikal kar Sikandar ne idhar-udhar dekha.
“Ari kahan hai?”

Karan ne bhi sar hila diya — usey bhi koi presence mehsoos nahi ho rahi thi.

“Agar kuch hota, toh hungama ho jata… woh Rank Six hai,”
Sikandar ne khud ko tasalli di.

Raat gehri ho chuki thi.

Achanak Sikandar ke jisam mai sardi ki lehar takrai.
Uska jism kaanp raha tha.
Sardi… gehri, jaan cheer dene wali sardi.

“Main kab se sardi mehsoos karne laga?”
Werewolf banne ke baad yeh pehli dafa tha.
“System, yeh kya ho raha hai?”

Lekan system ne koi jawab nahi diya.
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Sirf 23 ghantay baqi thay.
Adhara bhi kaanp rahi thi — uske hont neelay ho chuke thay.
Sikandar ne qareeb hone ki koshish ki…
lekin jaise hi usne Adhara ko chhua,
tez thand ne dono ko jhatka diya.

“Ouch!”

Adhara karahi.

“Yeh Full Moon ka asar hai,”
Sikandar ne thakay hue lehje mein kaha.

Us raat woh alag kamre mein chala gaya.
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Subah
Sikandar uth kar bahar nikla.
Jism bojhal tha… jaise saari taqat nikal chuki ho.

Tabhi aik maid saamne aayi — Clarice.
“Sir… aik aadmi hai. Naam Ari hai. Aapse milna chahta hai.”

Sikandar ki aankhen gehri ho gayin.
“Usay andar bhejo.”

Sikandar bahar nikla aur Ari se mila — hairani ki baat ye thi ke Ari bilkul normal lag raha tha.

Sikandar ne bhonayen sikori aur kaha,
“Tum kahan thay? Maine kaha tha lookout par rehna.”

Ari ne adab se sar jhukaya.
“Maazrat Sir, bas chhota sa chuhoon ka masla tha.”

Ye sun kar Sikandar ki aankhein thandi ho gayin.
“Platchi Family?”

“Ji Sir,” Ari ne bilkul aise kaha jaise koi badi baat hi na ho.
“Unhon ne ek aadmi bheja tha aap ka pata lagane ke liye… lekin maine usay handle kar liya.”

Sikandar ne thandi saans chhodi.
“Mujhe pehle hi unka kaam tamaam kar dena chahiye tha. Maine socha tha kuch waqt tak pareshaan nahi karenge… lekin lagta hai unhein marne ki jaldi thi.”

Itna keh kar Sikandar wapas apne kamray ki taraf muda —
lekin phir Ari ki awaaz ne usay rok li.
“Koi baat nahi Sir,” Ari ne maani-khez nazron se kaha.
“Main guarantee deta hoon… ab wo aap ko kabhi pareshaan nahi karenge.”

Sikandar ruk gaya.
Aahista se palta, maathey par ghera saaya.
‘Huh? Kya unhon ne Duncan ko…?’
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~ Pichhli Raat ~

Call ke baad,
Ari ne us aadmi ka peecha kiya jo Sikandar ka location pooch kar Professor Nolan ke paas se nikla tha.
Wo aadmi seedha Platchi Family ke mansion ki taraf ja raha tha.

Raat sard thi.
Us ne apna coat ka collar upar kiya taake thand se bach sake.
Lekin jaise hi wo moṛ par murne laga —
Usay achanak peeche se tez kuch aata mehsoos hua.
Jism mein sarsarahat daur gayi.
Agla hi lamha—

BAM!

Sar par zabardast waar pada.
Wo hawa mein uchhal kar zameen par gira.
Khoon us ke sar se behne laga.

Ari us ke samne khara tha —
chehra bilkul be-ihsaas, aankhein barf jaisi thandi.
Aadmi ne khoon se bhara sar pakra aur upar dekha.
“A-Ari?! Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho?”
Wo ghabra gaya.
“Main Platchi Family se hoon! Hum allies hain!”

Ari ne koi jawab nahi diya.
Bas thandey lehje mein bola,
“Sir Stevanus keh rahe thay ke tumhari family ka contribution aaj kal kam ho gaya hai.
Kya ye is liye hai ke Duncan ka bara beta High Table mein ghusne ki koshish kar raha hai?”

“Haan… lekin ye sirf arzi hai!”
Aadmi ne jaldi se kaha.

Ari ne aage qadam barhaya.
“Tum Sikandar Silverstar ko kyun dhoondh rahe ho?”

Aadmi ne daant pees kar kaha,
“Sikandar ne Sir Duncan ke bete Lucas ko qatl kiya.
Badla lena bilkul fitri baat hai.”

Phir us ki aankhon mein umeed chamki.
“Agar Reed Family ka saath mil jaye… hum Sikandar ko asaani se maar sakte hain.
Tum madad karoge?”

Usay yaqeen tha —
Reed Family is maamlay ko ignore nahi karegi.
‘Agar Reed Family shamil ho gayi… Sikandar gaya,’
wo dil hi dil mein hansa.

Lekin Ari ke alfaaz ne us ki soch ka gala ghont diya.
“Sikandar Silverstar, Reed Family ki hifazat mein hai.”
Ari ki awaaz barf se bhi zyada thandi thi.

“Usay chhua… aur tum Reed Family ke dushman ban jaoge.”

“K-Kya?!”
Aadmi sakht hila.
“Ye mumkin hi nahi! Zaroor koi ghalat fehmi hai!”

Ari ne halka sa qahqa lagaya.
Agla hi lamha —
wind sword chamki.
Ek hi waar.
Sar jism se alag ho gaya.

Aadmi ko samajhne ka bhi mauqa nahi mila ke wo mar chuka hai.
Ari ne khooni sar uthaya…
aur ghaib ho gaya.

Kuch hi minute baad,
Ari Platchi Family ke mansion ke samne khara tha —
daayein haath mein khoon se bhara sar.
Wo pur-aitmaad qadam uthata hua andar gaya.
Guard usay pehchante thay —
ye pehli dafa nahi tha.

Thori dair mein Duncan khud bahar aa gaya, ghusse mein.
“Ari?! Tum yahan kis jurat se ghus aaye ho?”
“Chahe tum Reed Family se ho,
meri mansion mein aisi badtameezi bardasht nahi ki ja sakti!”

Raat gehri thi.
Aur is waqt aana — kisi bhi mard ko ghussa dila sakta tha.
Ari ne khooni sar upar uthaya aur seedha Duncan ke samne rakha.
“Sikandar Silverstar, Reed Family ke tehat hai.”

Us ki awaaz lohay jaisi sakht thi.
“Dobara koshish ki…
to Reed Family tumhari mansion aur tumhari nasal dono mita degi.”

Duncan ke alfaaz gum ho gaye.
Ye khabar us par bijli ban kar giri —
bilkul us waqt jab wo Sikandar ke khilaf qadam uthane ka soch raha tha.
Agar Reed Family shamil hui…
to sirf wo nahi —
us ki poori family khatam ho jaayegi.

Tab aasman se barish shuru ho gayi.
Barish jaise Duncan ka mazaaq uda rahi thi —
us ghalat fehmi ka ke wo Sikandar ke muqaable mein jeet sakta hai.
Ye barish ek chetavni thi.
Anjaam sirf maut hoga.

Ari ne khooni sar Duncan ke qadmon mein phenk diya.
“Isay pehli… aur aakhri warning samjho, Sir Duncan.”

Phir wo barish mein ghoom kar chal diya —
jab ke poora mansion khamoshi se ye manzar dekhta raha.

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Supernatural Territory – Vampire Kingdom

Vampire Kingdom ke andheray aur shaandaar qila mein,
Solomon apne khooni takht par baitha hua tha. Uske chehray par aik gehri muskurahat thi, itni wide ke uske tez fangs saaf nazar aa rahe thay.

Uske bilkul paas Nezera khari thi, uska chehra pur-josh tha.
Uski wings halki halki phadak rahi thin, jaise woh apni khushi ko qaboo hi na kar pa rahi ho.
Unke saamne aik vampire zameen par ghutno ke bal jhuka hua tha — Seth.

“Apni baat aik dafa phir dohrao,”
Solomon ne muskuratay hue kaha,
“Main dobara sun’na chahta hoon.”

Seth ne aur gehra jhuk kar salam kiya, magar uske honton par bhi khushi ki lakeer thi.

“Jo ritual aap ne kiya tha, uski wajah se hamari tadaad bohat barh gayi hai,” Seth ne kaha.
“4,000 insano mein se jinhein hum ne kidnap kiya, 700 zinda bach gaye… aur woh sab vampire ban gaye.”

Yeh sun kar Solomon aur Nezera ki muskurahat aur gehri ho gayi.

“Zyada tar Rank Four power ke hain,”
Seth ne baat jari rakhi,
“magar kuch ne hamari expectations se bhi zyada power show ki hai.”

Solomon aur Nezera ne aik doosray ki taraf dekha —
abhi bhi yaqeen nahi aa raha tha ke yeh sab sach hai.

“Yeh bohat achi khabar hai, mere King,”
side se aik aur vampire bola.

Woh full plate armor pehne hue tha, peechay aik laal cape, aur seene par vampiric crest chamak raha tha.
Uski presence Seth se bilkul mukhtalif thi — clear upper class vampire.

Solomon ne us par nazar daali aur kaha,
“Valerian, yeh zimmedari tumhari hai.
Unhein seedha hamaray camps bhejo.
Aur yaad rahe — kisi aur race ko is baat ki khabar nahi honi chahiye.”

“Ji mere King.”
Valerian ne gehra salam kiya aur saayon mein ghul kar ghaib ho gaya.

Solomon ne phir haath hilaya.
Seth ne bhi aik aur baar jhuk kar salam kiya aur throne room se nikal gaya.

Abhi dono apni kamyabi se khush hi thay ke—

“RAAAARGHH!!”

Zameen ke neechay se aik tez, cheerti hui cheekh sunai di.
Nezera aur Solomon ke chehron ki muskurahat aik pal mein ghaib ho gayi.

Nezera ne Solomon ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein dard tha, hont halkay se kaanp rahe thay.

“Chalo… usay dekh kar aatay hain,”
Solomon ne gehri awaaz mein kaha.
“Woh kuch arsay se control se bahar hoti ja rahi hai.”

Dono hallways se guzartay hue aik deewar ke paas rukay.
Solomon ki ring laal roshni se chamki,
aur khali deewar par aik lakri ka darwaza ubhar aaya —
chhupa hua raasta, jo neechay ja raha tha.

Darwaza khul gaya.
Seedhiyan unhein aik wasee kamray mein le aayi jahan 4 royal vampires pehra de rahe thay.

Kamray ke beech mein aik vampire zanjeeron se bandhi hui thi.
Solomon ne sir hila kar ishara kiya.
Royal guards kamray se nikal gaye.
Jaise hi Nezera ne us bandhi hui vampire ko dekha,
uski aankhon se aansu behnay lage.
Woh thi Calidora.

Jab se usne Eyes of Terror awaken kiye thay,
woh unstable ho chuki thi.
Isi liye Solomon ne use yahan qaid kar rakha tha.

Nezera roz us se milnay aati thi.
Aur har dafa —
uska dil toot jata tha.
Jo beti kabhi masoom aur curious aankhon wali thi,
ab sirf aik khooni pyaas ka shikar monster reh gayi thi.

“I will find him…”
“I will find him…”
Calidora ki be-inteha whispers kamray mein goonj rahi thin.

Usne Solomon ya Nezera ki taraf dekha tak nahi.
Uske hont sookh chukay thay,
jism sakht hota ja raha tha.
Saaf lag raha tha ke use arsay se khoon nahi mila.

“Solomon… please,”
Nezera ne bheegi awaaz mein kaha,
“agar tum ne use kuch peenay ko na diya… woh aur suffer karegi.”

Solomon aage barha aur Calidora ke saamne jhuk kar bola,
“Kya tum control mein raho gi…
ya apni ankhon ke qaboo mein?”

“I will find him…”
“I will find him…”
Koi jawab nahi.

Calidora ne Solomon ko dekha bhi nahi —
jaise woh uske liye mojood hi na ho.
Solomon ka sabr toot gaya.

“JAWAB DO!!”

BOOM!

Uski awaaz mein badshahi ka zor tha.
Magar jawab mein—

“I WANT HIS BLOOD!!!”

RUMBLE!!

Zameen kaanp uthi.
Calidora ki aankhen laal chamak uthi —
ancient vampiric eyes ka khaufnaak asar.
Solomon ko halki si suppression mehsoos hui,
magar usne jhatak kar hata di.
Sirf ungli hilaayi—

BOOM!!

Zanjeerain toot gayi.
Calidora deewar se ja takraayi.

“HUAAKH!!”

Khoon uske munh se nikal aaya.
“SOLOMON! TUM KYA KAR RAHE HO?!”
Nezera cheekh uthi.

Woh Solomon ko pakarnay aayi,
magar aik jhatkay mein phenk di gayi.

Solomon aage barha, gusse mein bhara hua.
“TU MERI BETI HAI!
VAMPIRE PRINCESS HAI!
MERE SAMNE AISI ZABAN ISTEMAAL KARNA TERI JAGA NAHI!”

BOOM!!

Khooni energy ne Calidora ko deewar mein aur daal diya.
Phir Solomon ne gehri saans li,
aur sakht lehjay mein bola:
“Agar uska khoon chahiye…
toh pehle aik King aur aik Baap ka ehtram seekho.

Jab tak nahi seekhti —
koi khoon nahi.”

Energy ghaib ho gayi.
Calidora zameen par gir pari.
Solomon bhaari qadam uthatay hue kamray se nikal gaya.
Nezera larazti hui khari hui,
Calidora ko dekha, aur sirf itna kaha:
“I’m sorry…”

Phir woh bhi chali gayi.
Kuch dair baad royal guards wapas aaye,
Calidora ko heal kiya,
aur phir se zanjeeron mein jakkar diya.
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Noon Time

Dopehar ka waqt tha.
Sikandar apne kamray mein band ho kar meditation kar raha tha.
Is halat mein bahar jana uske liye theek nahi tha.
Yule Moon jitni qareeb aa rahi thi,
utna hi uska haal bigarta ja raha tha.
Usne apne stats dekhe:


<Sikandar Silverstar>

Pack: Silverstar (2/2)
Level: 26 (7,244,000 / 10,000,000)

Race: High Werewolf

Full Moon: 7 Ghantay 13 Minute – Yule Moon

Berserk: 43%
Sanity: 58%
Mental: 51 (+32)

Strength: 115 (+60)
Agility: 59 (+2)
Endurance: 46 (+26)
Intelligence: 108 (+20)

Attributable Stats: 0


“Sanity abhi bhi kam hai…”
Sikandar ne socha.
“Lagta nahi is se zyada improve hogi.”
Usne gehri saans li.

Uska aik hi sahara tha —
high mental stat.
Stats band kar ke woh bahar nikla.
Kitchen mein Adhara table par sir rakh kar so rahi thi.
Uska chehra zard tha,
jism thanda lag raha tha.

“Adhara… theek ho?”
Sikandar ne halki awaaz mein poocha.

Woh mushkil se aankhen khol kar boli,
“Hmm… haan…
kya main thora aur so sakti hoon?”

Sikandar ne sir hila diya.
Phir woh Karan ke kamray ki taraf gaya.
Sab se zyada darr usay Karan ka hi tha.
Usne abhi tak apni power ke baray mein kuch nahi bataya tha.

Darwazay ke paas hi awaazain sunai dein—
“Tum beemar ho!
Chalo infirmary!”

“Main beemar nahi hoon!
Mujhe haath mat lagao!”
“MAINE KAHA RUKO!”

BRAAK!!

Darwaza zor se toot gaya—

Hungamay ki awaaz sunte hi Sikandar foran darwaza todta hua kamray mein ghus gaya.
Kamray ke andar ka manzar dekh kar uska dil baith sa gaya.
Ryze zameen par be-harkat pada tha, saans halki thi, jabke Karan bed par baitha tha—uski aankhon mein gussa aur be-chaini saaf nazar aa rahi thi.

Sikandar foran Ryze ke paas jhuka, uski peeth check ki.
Zakhm gehra tha—neelay nishaan, jaise kisi ne had se zyada taqat lagayi ho.

Sikandar ne gusse aur fikr se bhari awaaz mein kaha,
“Tum dono ek dosray ka khayal rakhne ke liye ho. Tumhara kaam hifazat karna hai, nuqsan pohanchana nahi.”

Uski laal aankhen seedha Karan par ja tikki—ek khamosh warning.

Karan foran uth kar bola, awaaz thodi larazti hui,
“Mera irada nahi tha! Mujhe khud nahi pata ye taqat kahan se aa rahi hai!”

Sikandar ki bhonhein sikar gayin.
Usne Karan ko ghour se dekha… aur kuch ghalat mehsoos kiya.

“Ye itna taqatwar kyun lag raha hai… jabke main khud mushkil se apni quwat sambhal pa raha hoon?”

Yule Moon ka asar tamam Werewolves ko kamzor kar deta hai.
Phir Karan par iska poora asar kyun nahi?
Haan—Karan bhi peela aur thanda lag raha tha, lekin uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi.
Wo pehle se zyada zinda… zyada taqatwar mehsoos ho raha tha.

“Kya Half-Bloods ko Werewolf hi nahi mana jata?” Sikandar ne socha.

<Half-Blood ke andar Werewolf bloodline hoti hai. Half-Blood ek mukhtalif qisam ka Werewolf hota hai, insaan nahi>

Ye parh kar Sikandar aur zyada ulajh gaya.
Usne sakht lehjay mein kaha,
“Apni taqat par qaboo rakho. Tum ab aam insaan nahi rahe—aur Ryze jaisa kamzor tumhari wajah se mar bhi sakta hai.”

Iske baad Sikandar ne Ryze ko uthaya aur bahar kharay butler ke hawalay kar diya.

Ryze ko foran infirmary le jaya gaya.
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Raat ko Sikandar aur baqi sab wapas canyon aa gaye—
magar is dafa Suraj unke saath nahi tha.
Aaj Yule Moon ka din tha.

“Ari, pehle ki tarah nigrani rakhna,” Sikandar ne hukm diya.

Ari ne sar hila diya.
Sikandar, Adhara aur Karan canyon ke andar daakhil ho gaye.
Wo us chhupi hui ghaar ki taraf badhe jahan kaalay makray rehte thay.

Sikandar ne daayein rasta chuna—
kal wahan makray nahi thay.
Ghaar ke muh par pahunch kar Karan ruk gaya.
Adhara ne ye dekha.

Wo aage badhi, Karan ka haath pakra aur narmi se boli,
“Sab theek hoga. Mere paas raho… aur ghaar ke baare mein mat socho.”

Karan ne gehri saans li aur sar hila diya.

Ghaar ke Andar
Chalte chalte Karan ne poocha,
“Hum yahan dobara kyun aa rahe hain? Kya makron se larnay?”

“Nahi,” Sikandar ne be-parwahi se jawab diya,
“Hum yahan panah lene aaye hain.”

Haqeeqat ye thi ke Sikandar ka jism buri tarah kamzor ho chuka tha—
jaise kai din ka bhooka pyaasa ho.

Phir Karan ne poocha,
“Kis cheez se panah?”

Sikandar ne ghaar ke muh ki taraf ishara kiya.
Bahaar chaandni neela rang ikhtiyar kar rahi thi.
Yule Moon aa chuka tha.

<Yule Moon paanch minute mein shuru hoga!>

Sikandar zor se chilla utha,
“Jaldi! Ghaar ke aakhir tak pohancho!”

Sab daud paday.
Jism kamzor tha, saans toot rahi thi—
lekin wo rukay nahi.

Transformation

<User ke stats check ho rahe hain…>

<Mental Stat Sanity mein add ki ja rahi hai…>

<Berserk stat kam ki ja rahi hai…>

<Mukammal!>

<Transformation shuru ho rahi hai—User hosh mein rahega!>

Agla hi lamha—
Adhara aur Karan dono zameen par gir pade.
Haddiyan hil rahi thin.
Jism toot raha tha.

CRACK!!

TWIST!!

“AAARGHHH!!” Adhara ki cheekh ghaar mein goonj uthi.

“KYA HO RAHA HAI?! RAAARGHH!!” Karan dehshat se chilla utha.

Uske haath ki haddiyan harkat kar rahi thin,
naakhun lambe aur tez ho rahe thay.
Sikandar bhi zameen par gir chuka tha—
uski aankhen phail chuki thin, daant bhinchay hue.

“Rrghhh…!”

Wo is dard ka aadhi ho chuka tha.
Dheere dheere—
Jism par ghane baal ug aaye.

Munh lamba ho gaya—tez dhaar daanton aur fangon se bhara hua.
Kuch dair baad—

Sikandar aur Adhara ki transformation mukammal ho chuki thi.
Sikandar uth kar khada hua.
Uski laal aankhen Adhara par ja tikki—
wo bhi werewolf ban chuki thi, lekin dard abhi baqi tha.
Phir—

“AAAAARGHHH!!”

Sikandar ne palat kar dekha.
Karan abhi tak cheekh raha tha.
Wo half-werewolf ban chuka tha…
lekin uski haddiyan abhi bhi toot rahi thin.

“Hmm? Iski transformation abhi tak khatam kyun nahi hui?”

Sikandar ko apni pehli Blood Moon yaad aa gayi—
bilkul isi tarah.

Magar Karan ka case mukhtalif tha.
“System… Karan ke saath kya ho raha hai?” Sikandar ne poocha.

<Karan ke jism ko touch kar ke scan karein>

Sikandar ne Karan ko pakad liya taake wo zameen par lotna band kare.

<Scanning…>

Kuch lamhon baad—
<Scan mukammal!>

<Karan ki Werewolf bloodline evolve ho rahi hai>

Sikandar ki aankhen phail gayin.
“Uski bloodline… evolve ho rahi hai?!”


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Aaj ke liye itnah hi. I hope ye episode be aap sub ne enjoy kiya ho gah.

Finally full moon is here.
Next episode kafi mazedar hone wala hai.

Next episode mai full moon ka end kar dun gah mega update de ke.
Aur new misson ke bare mai be btaon gah. Ke misson kya hone wala.

Likes target is bar be kuch ni. Lekan next episode se targe ho gah. Next update 1st ko ahye gah. Likes aur comments zaror dena. Miltey hai next episode mai. Bane rahiye sath.

Tab tak ke liye

Thanks and Bye.

To shuru ho gaya hai Yule moon aur sath me sab banne lage hai Warewolf magar karan in sab se mukhtalif hone wala hai coz woh apni bloodline ko evolve kar raha hai kahi aisa na ho ki woh in logo ke liye khatra ban jaye. Ab intezar rahega next mega update ka.

 

[Guru78869]

Episode 63


Yule moon is arrived ​

“Yeh kya hai…?” Adhara ne hairani se kaha.

Sikandar ne bhi apni nazar ahhs paas deewaron par dali. Us ne zindagi mein kabhi aisi jagah nahi dekhi thi.

Cave ki deewaron par purani, bay-pehchan likhawatein bhari hui theen — ajeeb o ghareeb words naqsh, aur nishanaat. Aisa lag raha tha jaise yeh jagah sadiyon se yahin mojood ho. Likhawat aur tasveerein seedha pathar mein naqsh ki gayi theen.

Sirf dekhne se hi Sikandar mehsoos kar sakta tha ke in naqshon mein koi ghair-mamooli taqat chhupi hui hai.

Uski nazar aage ki taraf gayi, jahan ghaar ki deewar ke aakhir mein kuch bari tasveerein bani hui theen.

Sikandar dheere dheere un tasveeron ke qareeb gaya. Jaise hi us ne haath barhaya aur deewar ko chhua, usay yaqeen ho gaya ke yeh likhawatein aam cheez se nahi, balkay kisi ajeeb energy se banayi gayi hain.

Yeh mehsoos karte hi chaaron ke chehron par shock aa gaya.
Tasveeron ki ibtida do makhlooqon se hoti thi jo aik doosray ke aamne saamne khari theen.

Baayi taraf aik insani shakal ki makhlooq thi — bohat jismani tor par bhaari, poora jism ziraah se dhaka hua, haath mein aik lambi aur khofnaak scythe. Uska chehra khopdi jaisa tha jo aik hood ke neeche chhupa hua tha. Neeche bani aik aurat ki tasveer se andaza hota tha ke yeh makhlooq us ke muqable mein kitni ghair-mamooli qadd-o-qamat rakhti hai.

Daayi taraf wali makhlooq bilkul bhi insani nahi lagti thi. Woh aik bohat bari makri jaisi makhlooq thi, jiske 8 paon the aur jo baayi wali makhlooq se bhi zyada khofnaak lag rahi thi.

Dono makhlooqon ke upar do bare bare symbols likhe hue the — lekin Sikandar unhein bilkul samajh nahi pa raha tha.

Un dono ke neeche aik aurat ki tasveer thi, jiske haathon mein do zanjeerein theen. Woh zanjeerein upar wali dono makhlooqon ke gird lipti hui theen, jaise woh aurat un dono ko qaboo mein rakhti ho.
Aur kahani yahin khatam nahi hoti thi.

Us aurat ke neeche chaar aur makhlooqon ki tasveer thi. Un chaaron ko bhi zanjeeron ke zariye us aurat se jora gaya tha. Is ke baad bohat si aur likhawatein theen —

qadeem zaban mein — jo Sikandar bilkul nahi samajh pa raha tha.

‘System, main yeh zaban seekhna chahta hoon,’ Sikandar ne dil mein kaha.

<Scanning shuru… user ka haath chhorna mana hai>

Sikandar ne apna haath deewar par qaim rakha. Kuch lamhon baad doosra notification aaya.

<Language origin talaash ki ja rahi hai…>

<Kya user Neksekhi zaban 10,000 Gold mein seekhna chahta hai?>

Yeh parh kar Sikandar ki aankhein phail gayeen.

‘10,000 gold?! Itni mehngi zaban?

Orc language sirf 500 gold mein seekhi thi!’

Bina kisi dair ke, us ne offer reject kar di. Sirf curiosity ke liye 10,000 gold zaya karna usay bilkul munasib nahi laga.

“Yeh likhawatein kya keh rahi hain?” Adhara ne hairani se poocha.

Suraj ne apni thodi par haath phertay hue kaha,
“Jo bhi hai, lagta hai kisi qisam ki prophecy… ya phir koi ritual bayan kar rahi hain.”

“Upar wali dono makhlooqen neeche wali chaar makhlooqon se judi hui lagti hain,” Sikandar ne gehri nazar se dekhte hue kaha.
“Aur yeh aurat… shayad yeh dono upar wali makhlooqon ko control karti hai.”

Sikandar ko andruni tor par andaza ho raha tha ke yeh tasveerein kis taraf ishara kar rahi hain — aur yeh soch usay bilkul pasand nahi aayi.

Phir uski nazar neeche bani chaar makhlooqon mein se aik par ja tikki — jiske chehre par aik shaytani muskurahat bani hui thi.

‘Kya yeh…?’
‘System, sirf is tasveer ke upar wali likhawat translate kar do,’ Sikandar ne kaha.

<Translation 500 Gold mein hogi. Kya user proceed karna chahta hai?>

‘Haan,’ Sikandar ne foran jawab diya.
Uski nazar ke saamne likhawat badalne lagi, aur us zaban mein tabdeel ho gayi jo woh samajh sakta tha.

Sikandar ne parhte hue dheemi awaaz mein kaha,
“Rurvi…”

Yeh makhlooq Rurvi thi.
Aur yeh jagah… Rurvi ka lair thi.

Tasveeron mein Rurvi ko aik bohat bari cheetah ya bagh jaisi makhlooq ke tor par dikhaya gaya tha, jiske poore jism par tez spikes niklay hue the. Uski muskurahat itni khofnaak thi ke Sikandar ko aisa laga jaise woh tasveer ke zariye bhi uski burai mehsoos kar raha ho.

“Yeh rasta clear hai. Doosri taraf check karte hain,” Sikandar ne kaha aur peeche murh gaya.

Woh is cave ko Yule Moon ke dauran apna shelter banana chahta tha, is liye zaroori tha ke har rasta pehle clear kiya jaye.

Chaaron left taraf ke raaste par chal paray.
Chaltay hue unhein sirf ghaar ki khamoshi aur khaali pan mehsoos ho raha tha — jo dheere dheere bechaini paida kar raha tha.

Ghaar zyada chaura nahi tha; mushkil se do log side by side chal sakte the.
Sikandar aur Suraj ke liye yeh masla nahi tha — woh is se bhi tang jagahon se guzar chuke the. Lekin Karan ke liye yeh jagah kisi qaid khanay se kam nahi lag rahi thi.

“Mujhe acha nahi lag raha…” Karan ne kaha. Uska pait ajeeb andaaz mein ghoom raha tha.

Uske maathe par thanda paseena behne laga jab us ne tang deewaron ki taraf dekha.

Sikandar ne use dekha aur Suraj se kaha,
“Isay bahar le jao. Zyada dair yahan raha to panic kar jaye ga.”

Suraj ne bina behas ke sir hilaaya aur Karan ko sambhalte hue bahar ki taraf le gaya.

Karan ab almost panic mein tha, aur jese hi woh bahar nikla, us ne gehri saans li.

Un dono ke jane ke baad, Adhara aur Sikandar aur andar ki taraf barhne lage.
Left wala rasta right walay ke muqable mein kaafi gehra tha. Woh lagbhag das minute se chal rahe the, lekin abhi tak ghaar ka aakhir nazar nahi aaya tha.

Tab achanak Adhara ne kaha,
“Sikandar… main tum se kuch poochna chahti hoon.”

Sikandar jawab dene se pehle chalna jari rakhta hai.
“Seedha sawal kar lo na,” usne kaha, “pehle ijazat lene ki kya zarurat hai?”

Adhara kuch lamhon ke liye khamosh ho gayi.
“Tumhara Ryze ke liye kya plan hai?” aakhirkaar usne poocha. Uski awaaz mein wazeh fikar thi.

Yeh sun kar Sikandar ne halki si saans bhari, magar chalna nahi roka.
Unke qadmon ki halki tap cave ki deewaron se takra kar goonj rahi thi. Geeli zameen par chalte hue click click ki awaaz aa rahi thi, aur dono ke darmiyan khamoshi phaili hui thi.

Takreeban das seconds baad Sikandar bola,
“Mujhe khud nahi pata.”

Haqeeqat yeh thi ke Sikandar khud bhi uljhan mein tha. Usne Ryze ko sirf backup ke taur par khareeda tha — agar koi aur aisa shakhs na mila jise woh Werewolf bana sake.

Lekin Karan ke milne ke baad yeh masla hal ho chuka tha, aur Sikandar Karan ke natije se kaafi mutmaeen tha.
Is wajah se Ryze ke hawale se uska koi wazeh faisla nahi bana.

Uske zehan mein yeh khayal aaya ke shayad Ryze ko uske gaon wapas le jaye, magar use yeh bhi nahi pata tha ke uske parents zinda bhi hain ya nahi.
Ryze ko Platchi ne pakar kar ghulam bana diya tha, aur uske maa-baap yaqeenan chup chaap kharay nahi rahe honge.

Is baat ka imkaan kaafi zyada tha ke Ryze ke parents mar chuke hon, lekin Sikandar ne socha ke yeh baat baad mein hi poochi jayegi.

“Mujhe pata hai woh ghulam raha hai,” Adhara ne kaha, “lekin woh paidaishi ghulam nahi. Shayad humein use uske gaon le jana chahiye aur kisi aise shakhs ko dhoondhna chahiye jo uska khayal rakh sake.”

Sikandar jawab dene hi wala tha ke achanak—

Chirr…

Usne seedha aage se aane wali awaaz suni.
Baghair aik lamha zaya kiye, usne Black Devil Gloves summon kiye aur hukam diya,
“Adhara! Char fireballs banao, aas paas roshni karo!”

Adhara ne foran sar hilaya aur uski baat par amal kiya.
Cave Adhara ki purple aag se roshan ho gaya.

Sikandar ne pehle yeh is liye nahi kiya tha kyun ke mana zaya hoti, lekin ab halaat mukhtleef thay.

Andhere se uski nazron ke saamne safed chamakte gole ubhar aaye.

Sikandar ne foran surroundings scan ki — aur aik ke baad aik stats tab khulne lage.
Yeh sab mutated janwar thay!

Race: Arachnid
Power: Rank Four (Mid)
Mental: 70
Strength: 70
Agility: 95
Endurance: 60
Intelligence: 0

Stats dekh kar Sikandar zyada pareshan nahi hua — magar unki tadaad ne use hila kar rakh diya.
Sirf uski nazar ke samne kam az kam 20 makray thay.

SWISH!

Aik makray ne munh se jaala uchaala jo seedha Sikandar aur Adhara ki taraf aaya.

SLASH!

Sikandar ne apne haath panjon mein badal kar jaalay ko cheer diya, lekin kuch jaalay use dodge karne par majboor kar gaye.

“Adhara! Inhein jala do!” Sikandar ne cheekh kar kaha.
Adhara ka jism purple aag se chamakne laga, lekin phir Sikandar ko yaad aaya—
Yeh mauqa baar baar nahi aata… main zyada se zyada EXP lena chahta hoon.

“Ruko!” Sikandar chillaya.

Adhara ne hairani se dekha,
“Tum mujhe kyun rok rahe ho?”

“Pehlay mujhe thora khel lene do,” Sikandar muskuraya. “Baad mein tum sab jala dena.”

Yeh kehte hi woh makron ke jhund ki taraf lapka.
Uska jism safed roshni se chamakne laga — uski skills activate ho chuki thi.

Raat aur uski taqat ka combination use aur bhi zyada taqatwar bana raha tha.

“Force Beam!”

BOOM!

Chaar makray aik hi waar mein kuchlay gaye.

<Killed a Mid Rank Four Mutated Animal, Obtained 80,000 Exp>

<Killed a Mid Rank Four Mutated Animal, Obtained 80,000 Exp>

<Killed a Mid Rank Four Mutated—>

Notifications rukne ka naam nahi le rahi thin.

Sikandar ke chehre par muskaan phail gayi aur woh poori taqat se qatal-e-aam machane laga.

Har skill ke saath cave ki deewarein phat rahi thin aur makray marte ja rahe thay.
Adhara peeche se yeh manzar dekh kar laraz uthi — excitement se.

Woh bhi apni dagger ke saath jang mein kood pari.
Uski body makron ki harkat ke sath rhythm mein move kar rahi thi, aur uski dagger hawa mein purple fire ke arc bana rahi thi.

“Bas thora aur!” Sikandar ne cheekh kar kaha.

Lekin ladai ki awaaz aur makray kheench laayi.

Andheray se aur bhi makray nikal aaye — jaise cheeni par toot parne wali cheentiyaan.

“SIKANDAR! Yeh kabhi khatam nahi honge, peeche hatna hoga!” Adhara ne cheekh kar kaha.

Sikandar ne sar hila diya.
Lekin jaise hi woh muday — unka rasta jaalay se band tha.
Makray samajhdar niklay thay.

“Jala do, Adhara!” Sikandar ne hukam diya.

SWOOSH!

Purple aag ne makron ko lapet liya. Unke jism pighalne lage.
Magar kuch dair baad Adhara ruk gayi.

“Mujhe aik minute chahiye… mana jama karni hogi,” usne kaha.

Sikandar aage badhta hua bola,
“Waqt lo. Yeh mere zimma.”

Adhara ne dekha — Sikandar ka jism black lightning se bhar raha tha.
Uski aankhein bijli se chamak rahi thin, aur chehre par khaufnaak muskaan thi.

Usne zameen par haath rakha.
“Black Field Orko.”

ZOOM!

Zameen siyah ho gayi.
Jo bhi makra us field mein daakhil hota —

ZAP!

Bijli se jal kar gir jata.

Chhat par charhne wale makray bhi nahi bachay — siyah bijli un tak pohanch kar unhein bhi jala deti.
Jali hui laashon ki boo hawa mein phail gayi.

Adhara hairat se dekh rahi thi.
Yeh phir aur taqatwar ho gaya…

Usne foran hosh sambhala aur jaalay ko purple aag se cheerna shuru kar diya.
Thori mehnat ke baad rasta khul gaya.

“SIKANDAR! Chalo!” usne awaaz di.

Sikandar muskuraya.
“Lagta hai yahan ki ladai khatam hoti hai. Yeh lo… meri taraf se aakhri tohfa.”

Uske haath bijli se bhar gaye.
“Lightning Spell — Lightning Salvo!”

CRACK!!

Siyah bijli ne makron ke jhund ko cheer diya. Jise bhi laga — gosht ka dhair ban gaya.

Sikandar muskurata hua wahan se chala gaya.
Uski muskaan ka sabab aik hi tha —
Endless notifications… aur zabardast EXP haul.

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Sikandar aur Adhara bhari saanson ke saath ghaar se bahar nikal aaye. Dono ne mushkil se apni jaan bachayi thi, lekin khushkismati se koi gehri chot nahi lagi thi.

Kali makriyon ka jhund unka peecha karta hua ghaar ke aakhri hisse tak aaya…
magar ek qadam bhi bahar nahi rakha.

Yeh roshni ka darr nahi tha.
Unki aankhen achanak daayein taraf ghoom gayin, aur unke jism se siyah aura nikalne laga. Agle hi lamhe, woh sari makriyan badhawasi mein palat kar ghaar ke andar bhag gayin.

Yeh dekh kar Sikandar ki bhawein sikur gayin.
“Yeh darr gaye?”
“Magar kis cheez se?”

Uska supernatural Sense fauran activate ho gaya — usay qareeb maujood kisi bhi zinda makhlooq ka darr mehsoos hota tha. Aur iss waqt… wahan sirf khouf tha.

“Tum dono ko kya hua? Aur yeh kali makriyan kahan se aa gayin?”
Suraj ne hairani se poocha. Jab woh unse alag hua tha, usne kuch bhi aisa nahi dekha tha.

Karan zameen par baitha hua tha, peeth aik pathar se lagaye. Uski halat pehle se behtar thi, lekin abhi bhi kamzor lag raha tha.

Adhara ne thakaan se kamar par haath rakha aur boli,
“Yeh achanak zahir hui thin… jaise zameen se nikal aayi hon.”

Sikandar ne gehri saans li.
“Theek hai… yeh ghaar makriyon se bhara hua hai. Chalo koi aur ghaar dekhte hain.”
Aur phir woh log aage barh gaye.
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Professor Nolan aik gaari ke saath tek laga kar cigarette pee raha tha. Uski zimmedari canyon ke researchers aur scientists ko supervise karna thi.

Awakened ki mojoodgi mein woh kisi cheez se nahi darta tha.
Tabhi aik aadmi side se uske qareeb aaya — bilkul aise jaise pehle se janta ho.

Professor Nolan ne us par nazar daali aur bhonhein chadha li.

“Professor Nolan, agar ijazat ho toh aik cigarette saath pee loon?”
Aadmi ne casual lehje mein kaha.

Nolan ne lighter nikalte hue kaha,
“Kar lo.”

Aadmi ne cigarette jalai aur gaari se tek laga li.
“Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho? Ijazat hai?”
Professor Nolan ne sakhti se poocha.

“Pareshan na hon, main canyon ke liye nahi aaya,”
Aadmi masoom muskurahat ke saath bola.
“Bas kuch sawalat poochne hain.”

Phir uska chehra sanjeeda ho gaya.
“Kya Sikandar Silverstar yahan maujood hai?”

Professor Nolan ne baghair palak jhapkaye jhoot bola,
“Mujhe aisa koi naam yaad nahi.”

Aadmi ne apna aura chhoda, lekin Nolan bilkul nahi dara.
FAA ke log har taraf the — yahan hungama karna maut ke barabar tha.

“Professor, meri koi buri niyyat nahi,”
Aadmi ne halki si muskurahat ke saath kaha.

Nolan ne hansi mein udate hue kaha,
“Haan, aik student aaya tha… Sikandar.”

Yeh sunte hi aadmi ke chehre par khushi aa gayi.
“Dobara yahan aayega?”
Usne poocha.

“Woh Vargas ka azeez student hai,”
Nolan ne sakhti se kaha.
“Umeed hai tum uske khilaaf kuch nahi soch rahe.”

Aadmi halki hansi hansa, haath hilaya aur raaz bhari muskurahat ke saath chala gaya.

Uske jaate hi peeche se aik aur shaks aaya.
Agar Sikandar yahan hota, toh woh foran pehchaan leta —
Ari, Reed Family ka bheja hua protector.

Sikandar ne usay canyon ke bahar rehne ko kaha tha, taake koi mashkook shaks nazar aaye toh khabar mil sake.

“Woh kaun tha? Sikandar ke baare mein kyun pooch raha tha?”
Ari ne poocha.

Professor Nolan ne us aadmi ki peeth dekhte hue kaha,
“Uske haath par Black Tiger ka tattoo tha.”

Ari ki aankhen thandi ho gayin.
“Black Tiger… huh.”

Woh foran call milata hai.
“Sir, Black Tiger Guild ka aik banda Sikandar ko dhoond raha hai… haan, sirf aik.”

Call khatam hoti hi Ari saaya ban kar ghaib ho gaya.
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Kai ghanton ki talaash ke baad, Sikandar aur baqi log canyon se bahar aa gaye.
Paanch se zyada ghaaron mein gaye — lekin koi aur mutated jaanwar nahi mila.
Magar aik baat bilkul wazeh thi:
yahan kuch ghalat zaroor hai.

“Woh makriyon wala ghaar sab se gehra aur mehfooz hai…”
“Lekin kya main itna risk loon?”
Sikandar ne socha.

Baaki sab ghaar bohat shallow thay.
Na theek se moonlight se bachaav, na awaaz ka.
Agar Karan transform karta… uski cheek door door tak sunayi deti.

Makriyon wala ghaar hi aiklauta behtar option tha.

Bahar nikal kar Sikandar ne idhar-udhar dekha.
“Ari kahan hai?”

Karan ne bhi sar hila diya — usey bhi koi presence mehsoos nahi ho rahi thi.

“Agar kuch hota, toh hungama ho jata… woh Rank Six hai,”
Sikandar ne khud ko tasalli di.

Raat gehri ho chuki thi.

Achanak Sikandar ke jisam mai sardi ki lehar takrai.
Uska jism kaanp raha tha.
Sardi… gehri, jaan cheer dene wali sardi.

“Main kab se sardi mehsoos karne laga?”
Werewolf banne ke baad yeh pehli dafa tha.
“System, yeh kya ho raha hai?”

Lekan system ne koi jawab nahi diya.
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Sirf 23 ghantay baqi thay.
Adhara bhi kaanp rahi thi — uske hont neelay ho chuke thay.
Sikandar ne qareeb hone ki koshish ki…
lekin jaise hi usne Adhara ko chhua,
tez thand ne dono ko jhatka diya.

“Ouch!”

Adhara karahi.

“Yeh Full Moon ka asar hai,”
Sikandar ne thakay hue lehje mein kaha.

Us raat woh alag kamre mein chala gaya.
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Subah
Sikandar uth kar bahar nikla.
Jism bojhal tha… jaise saari taqat nikal chuki ho.

Tabhi aik maid saamne aayi — Clarice.
“Sir… aik aadmi hai. Naam Ari hai. Aapse milna chahta hai.”

Sikandar ki aankhen gehri ho gayin.
“Usay andar bhejo.”

Sikandar bahar nikla aur Ari se mila — hairani ki baat ye thi ke Ari bilkul normal lag raha tha.

Sikandar ne bhonayen sikori aur kaha,
“Tum kahan thay? Maine kaha tha lookout par rehna.”

Ari ne adab se sar jhukaya.
“Maazrat Sir, bas chhota sa chuhoon ka masla tha.”

Ye sun kar Sikandar ki aankhein thandi ho gayin.
“Platchi Family?”

“Ji Sir,” Ari ne bilkul aise kaha jaise koi badi baat hi na ho.
“Unhon ne ek aadmi bheja tha aap ka pata lagane ke liye… lekin maine usay handle kar liya.”

Sikandar ne thandi saans chhodi.
“Mujhe pehle hi unka kaam tamaam kar dena chahiye tha. Maine socha tha kuch waqt tak pareshaan nahi karenge… lekin lagta hai unhein marne ki jaldi thi.”

Itna keh kar Sikandar wapas apne kamray ki taraf muda —
lekin phir Ari ki awaaz ne usay rok li.
“Koi baat nahi Sir,” Ari ne maani-khez nazron se kaha.
“Main guarantee deta hoon… ab wo aap ko kabhi pareshaan nahi karenge.”

Sikandar ruk gaya.
Aahista se palta, maathey par ghera saaya.
‘Huh? Kya unhon ne Duncan ko…?’
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~ Pichhli Raat ~

Call ke baad,
Ari ne us aadmi ka peecha kiya jo Sikandar ka location pooch kar Professor Nolan ke paas se nikla tha.
Wo aadmi seedha Platchi Family ke mansion ki taraf ja raha tha.

Raat sard thi.
Us ne apna coat ka collar upar kiya taake thand se bach sake.
Lekin jaise hi wo moṛ par murne laga —
Usay achanak peeche se tez kuch aata mehsoos hua.
Jism mein sarsarahat daur gayi.
Agla hi lamha—

BAM!

Sar par zabardast waar pada.
Wo hawa mein uchhal kar zameen par gira.
Khoon us ke sar se behne laga.

Ari us ke samne khara tha —
chehra bilkul be-ihsaas, aankhein barf jaisi thandi.
Aadmi ne khoon se bhara sar pakra aur upar dekha.
“A-Ari?! Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho?”
Wo ghabra gaya.
“Main Platchi Family se hoon! Hum allies hain!”

Ari ne koi jawab nahi diya.
Bas thandey lehje mein bola,
“Sir Stevanus keh rahe thay ke tumhari family ka contribution aaj kal kam ho gaya hai.
Kya ye is liye hai ke Duncan ka bara beta High Table mein ghusne ki koshish kar raha hai?”

“Haan… lekin ye sirf arzi hai!”
Aadmi ne jaldi se kaha.

Ari ne aage qadam barhaya.
“Tum Sikandar Silverstar ko kyun dhoondh rahe ho?”

Aadmi ne daant pees kar kaha,
“Sikandar ne Sir Duncan ke bete Lucas ko qatl kiya.
Badla lena bilkul fitri baat hai.”

Phir us ki aankhon mein umeed chamki.
“Agar Reed Family ka saath mil jaye… hum Sikandar ko asaani se maar sakte hain.
Tum madad karoge?”

Usay yaqeen tha —
Reed Family is maamlay ko ignore nahi karegi.
‘Agar Reed Family shamil ho gayi… Sikandar gaya,’
wo dil hi dil mein hansa.

Lekin Ari ke alfaaz ne us ki soch ka gala ghont diya.
“Sikandar Silverstar, Reed Family ki hifazat mein hai.”
Ari ki awaaz barf se bhi zyada thandi thi.

“Usay chhua… aur tum Reed Family ke dushman ban jaoge.”

“K-Kya?!”
Aadmi sakht hila.
“Ye mumkin hi nahi! Zaroor koi ghalat fehmi hai!”

Ari ne halka sa qahqa lagaya.
Agla hi lamha —
wind sword chamki.
Ek hi waar.
Sar jism se alag ho gaya.

Aadmi ko samajhne ka bhi mauqa nahi mila ke wo mar chuka hai.
Ari ne khooni sar uthaya…
aur ghaib ho gaya.

Kuch hi minute baad,
Ari Platchi Family ke mansion ke samne khara tha —
daayein haath mein khoon se bhara sar.
Wo pur-aitmaad qadam uthata hua andar gaya.
Guard usay pehchante thay —
ye pehli dafa nahi tha.

Thori dair mein Duncan khud bahar aa gaya, ghusse mein.
“Ari?! Tum yahan kis jurat se ghus aaye ho?”
“Chahe tum Reed Family se ho,
meri mansion mein aisi badtameezi bardasht nahi ki ja sakti!”

Raat gehri thi.
Aur is waqt aana — kisi bhi mard ko ghussa dila sakta tha.
Ari ne khooni sar upar uthaya aur seedha Duncan ke samne rakha.
“Sikandar Silverstar, Reed Family ke tehat hai.”

Us ki awaaz lohay jaisi sakht thi.
“Dobara koshish ki…
to Reed Family tumhari mansion aur tumhari nasal dono mita degi.”

Duncan ke alfaaz gum ho gaye.
Ye khabar us par bijli ban kar giri —
bilkul us waqt jab wo Sikandar ke khilaf qadam uthane ka soch raha tha.
Agar Reed Family shamil hui…
to sirf wo nahi —
us ki poori family khatam ho jaayegi.

Tab aasman se barish shuru ho gayi.
Barish jaise Duncan ka mazaaq uda rahi thi —
us ghalat fehmi ka ke wo Sikandar ke muqaable mein jeet sakta hai.
Ye barish ek chetavni thi.
Anjaam sirf maut hoga.

Ari ne khooni sar Duncan ke qadmon mein phenk diya.
“Isay pehli… aur aakhri warning samjho, Sir Duncan.”

Phir wo barish mein ghoom kar chal diya —
jab ke poora mansion khamoshi se ye manzar dekhta raha.

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Supernatural Territory – Vampire Kingdom

Vampire Kingdom ke andheray aur shaandaar qila mein,
Solomon apne khooni takht par baitha hua tha. Uske chehray par aik gehri muskurahat thi, itni wide ke uske tez fangs saaf nazar aa rahe thay.

Uske bilkul paas Nezera khari thi, uska chehra pur-josh tha.
Uski wings halki halki phadak rahi thin, jaise woh apni khushi ko qaboo hi na kar pa rahi ho.
Unke saamne aik vampire zameen par ghutno ke bal jhuka hua tha — Seth.

“Apni baat aik dafa phir dohrao,”
Solomon ne muskuratay hue kaha,
“Main dobara sun’na chahta hoon.”

Seth ne aur gehra jhuk kar salam kiya, magar uske honton par bhi khushi ki lakeer thi.

“Jo ritual aap ne kiya tha, uski wajah se hamari tadaad bohat barh gayi hai,” Seth ne kaha.
“4,000 insano mein se jinhein hum ne kidnap kiya, 700 zinda bach gaye… aur woh sab vampire ban gaye.”

Yeh sun kar Solomon aur Nezera ki muskurahat aur gehri ho gayi.

“Zyada tar Rank Four power ke hain,”
Seth ne baat jari rakhi,
“magar kuch ne hamari expectations se bhi zyada power show ki hai.”

Solomon aur Nezera ne aik doosray ki taraf dekha —
abhi bhi yaqeen nahi aa raha tha ke yeh sab sach hai.

“Yeh bohat achi khabar hai, mere King,”
side se aik aur vampire bola.

Woh full plate armor pehne hue tha, peechay aik laal cape, aur seene par vampiric crest chamak raha tha.
Uski presence Seth se bilkul mukhtalif thi — clear upper class vampire.

Solomon ne us par nazar daali aur kaha,
“Valerian, yeh zimmedari tumhari hai.
Unhein seedha hamaray camps bhejo.
Aur yaad rahe — kisi aur race ko is baat ki khabar nahi honi chahiye.”

“Ji mere King.”
Valerian ne gehra salam kiya aur saayon mein ghul kar ghaib ho gaya.

Solomon ne phir haath hilaya.
Seth ne bhi aik aur baar jhuk kar salam kiya aur throne room se nikal gaya.

Abhi dono apni kamyabi se khush hi thay ke—

“RAAAARGHH!!”

Zameen ke neechay se aik tez, cheerti hui cheekh sunai di.
Nezera aur Solomon ke chehron ki muskurahat aik pal mein ghaib ho gayi.

Nezera ne Solomon ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein dard tha, hont halkay se kaanp rahe thay.

“Chalo… usay dekh kar aatay hain,”
Solomon ne gehri awaaz mein kaha.
“Woh kuch arsay se control se bahar hoti ja rahi hai.”

Dono hallways se guzartay hue aik deewar ke paas rukay.
Solomon ki ring laal roshni se chamki,
aur khali deewar par aik lakri ka darwaza ubhar aaya —
chhupa hua raasta, jo neechay ja raha tha.

Darwaza khul gaya.
Seedhiyan unhein aik wasee kamray mein le aayi jahan 4 royal vampires pehra de rahe thay.

Kamray ke beech mein aik vampire zanjeeron se bandhi hui thi.
Solomon ne sir hila kar ishara kiya.
Royal guards kamray se nikal gaye.
Jaise hi Nezera ne us bandhi hui vampire ko dekha,
uski aankhon se aansu behnay lage.
Woh thi Calidora.

Jab se usne Eyes of Terror awaken kiye thay,
woh unstable ho chuki thi.
Isi liye Solomon ne use yahan qaid kar rakha tha.

Nezera roz us se milnay aati thi.
Aur har dafa —
uska dil toot jata tha.
Jo beti kabhi masoom aur curious aankhon wali thi,
ab sirf aik khooni pyaas ka shikar monster reh gayi thi.

“I will find him…”
“I will find him…”
Calidora ki be-inteha whispers kamray mein goonj rahi thin.

Usne Solomon ya Nezera ki taraf dekha tak nahi.
Uske hont sookh chukay thay,
jism sakht hota ja raha tha.
Saaf lag raha tha ke use arsay se khoon nahi mila.

“Solomon… please,”
Nezera ne bheegi awaaz mein kaha,
“agar tum ne use kuch peenay ko na diya… woh aur suffer karegi.”

Solomon aage barha aur Calidora ke saamne jhuk kar bola,
“Kya tum control mein raho gi…
ya apni ankhon ke qaboo mein?”

“I will find him…”
“I will find him…”
Koi jawab nahi.

Calidora ne Solomon ko dekha bhi nahi —
jaise woh uske liye mojood hi na ho.
Solomon ka sabr toot gaya.

“JAWAB DO!!”

BOOM!

Uski awaaz mein badshahi ka zor tha.
Magar jawab mein—

“I WANT HIS BLOOD!!!”

RUMBLE!!

Zameen kaanp uthi.
Calidora ki aankhen laal chamak uthi —
ancient vampiric eyes ka khaufnaak asar.
Solomon ko halki si suppression mehsoos hui,
magar usne jhatak kar hata di.
Sirf ungli hilaayi—

BOOM!!

Zanjeerain toot gayi.
Calidora deewar se ja takraayi.

“HUAAKH!!”

Khoon uske munh se nikal aaya.
“SOLOMON! TUM KYA KAR RAHE HO?!”
Nezera cheekh uthi.

Woh Solomon ko pakarnay aayi,
magar aik jhatkay mein phenk di gayi.

Solomon aage barha, gusse mein bhara hua.
“TU MERI BETI HAI!
VAMPIRE PRINCESS HAI!
MERE SAMNE AISI ZABAN ISTEMAAL KARNA TERI JAGA NAHI!”

BOOM!!

Khooni energy ne Calidora ko deewar mein aur daal diya.
Phir Solomon ne gehri saans li,
aur sakht lehjay mein bola:
“Agar uska khoon chahiye…
toh pehle aik King aur aik Baap ka ehtram seekho.

Jab tak nahi seekhti —
koi khoon nahi.”

Energy ghaib ho gayi.
Calidora zameen par gir pari.
Solomon bhaari qadam uthatay hue kamray se nikal gaya.
Nezera larazti hui khari hui,
Calidora ko dekha, aur sirf itna kaha:
“I’m sorry…”

Phir woh bhi chali gayi.
Kuch dair baad royal guards wapas aaye,
Calidora ko heal kiya,
aur phir se zanjeeron mein jakkar diya.
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Noon Time

Dopehar ka waqt tha.
Sikandar apne kamray mein band ho kar meditation kar raha tha.
Is halat mein bahar jana uske liye theek nahi tha.
Yule Moon jitni qareeb aa rahi thi,
utna hi uska haal bigarta ja raha tha.
Usne apne stats dekhe:


<Sikandar Silverstar>

Pack: Silverstar (2/2)
Level: 26 (7,244,000 / 10,000,000)

Race: High Werewolf

Full Moon: 7 Ghantay 13 Minute – Yule Moon

Berserk: 43%
Sanity: 58%
Mental: 51 (+32)

Strength: 115 (+60)
Agility: 59 (+2)
Endurance: 46 (+26)
Intelligence: 108 (+20)

Attributable Stats: 0


“Sanity abhi bhi kam hai…”
Sikandar ne socha.
“Lagta nahi is se zyada improve hogi.”
Usne gehri saans li.

Uska aik hi sahara tha —
high mental stat.
Stats band kar ke woh bahar nikla.
Kitchen mein Adhara table par sir rakh kar so rahi thi.
Uska chehra zard tha,
jism thanda lag raha tha.

“Adhara… theek ho?”
Sikandar ne halki awaaz mein poocha.

Woh mushkil se aankhen khol kar boli,
“Hmm… haan…
kya main thora aur so sakti hoon?”

Sikandar ne sir hila diya.
Phir woh Karan ke kamray ki taraf gaya.
Sab se zyada darr usay Karan ka hi tha.
Usne abhi tak apni power ke baray mein kuch nahi bataya tha.

Darwazay ke paas hi awaazain sunai dein—
“Tum beemar ho!
Chalo infirmary!”

“Main beemar nahi hoon!
Mujhe haath mat lagao!”
“MAINE KAHA RUKO!”

BRAAK!!

Darwaza zor se toot gaya—

Hungamay ki awaaz sunte hi Sikandar foran darwaza todta hua kamray mein ghus gaya.
Kamray ke andar ka manzar dekh kar uska dil baith sa gaya.
Ryze zameen par be-harkat pada tha, saans halki thi, jabke Karan bed par baitha tha—uski aankhon mein gussa aur be-chaini saaf nazar aa rahi thi.

Sikandar foran Ryze ke paas jhuka, uski peeth check ki.
Zakhm gehra tha—neelay nishaan, jaise kisi ne had se zyada taqat lagayi ho.

Sikandar ne gusse aur fikr se bhari awaaz mein kaha,
“Tum dono ek dosray ka khayal rakhne ke liye ho. Tumhara kaam hifazat karna hai, nuqsan pohanchana nahi.”

Uski laal aankhen seedha Karan par ja tikki—ek khamosh warning.

Karan foran uth kar bola, awaaz thodi larazti hui,
“Mera irada nahi tha! Mujhe khud nahi pata ye taqat kahan se aa rahi hai!”

Sikandar ki bhonhein sikar gayin.
Usne Karan ko ghour se dekha… aur kuch ghalat mehsoos kiya.

“Ye itna taqatwar kyun lag raha hai… jabke main khud mushkil se apni quwat sambhal pa raha hoon?”

Yule Moon ka asar tamam Werewolves ko kamzor kar deta hai.
Phir Karan par iska poora asar kyun nahi?
Haan—Karan bhi peela aur thanda lag raha tha, lekin uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi.
Wo pehle se zyada zinda… zyada taqatwar mehsoos ho raha tha.

“Kya Half-Bloods ko Werewolf hi nahi mana jata?” Sikandar ne socha.

<Half-Blood ke andar Werewolf bloodline hoti hai. Half-Blood ek mukhtalif qisam ka Werewolf hota hai, insaan nahi>

Ye parh kar Sikandar aur zyada ulajh gaya.
Usne sakht lehjay mein kaha,
“Apni taqat par qaboo rakho. Tum ab aam insaan nahi rahe—aur Ryze jaisa kamzor tumhari wajah se mar bhi sakta hai.”

Iske baad Sikandar ne Ryze ko uthaya aur bahar kharay butler ke hawalay kar diya.

Ryze ko foran infirmary le jaya gaya.
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Raat ko Sikandar aur baqi sab wapas canyon aa gaye—
magar is dafa Suraj unke saath nahi tha.
Aaj Yule Moon ka din tha.

“Ari, pehle ki tarah nigrani rakhna,” Sikandar ne hukm diya.

Ari ne sar hila diya.
Sikandar, Adhara aur Karan canyon ke andar daakhil ho gaye.
Wo us chhupi hui ghaar ki taraf badhe jahan kaalay makray rehte thay.

Sikandar ne daayein rasta chuna—
kal wahan makray nahi thay.
Ghaar ke muh par pahunch kar Karan ruk gaya.
Adhara ne ye dekha.

Wo aage badhi, Karan ka haath pakra aur narmi se boli,
“Sab theek hoga. Mere paas raho… aur ghaar ke baare mein mat socho.”

Karan ne gehri saans li aur sar hila diya.

Ghaar ke Andar
Chalte chalte Karan ne poocha,
“Hum yahan dobara kyun aa rahe hain? Kya makron se larnay?”

“Nahi,” Sikandar ne be-parwahi se jawab diya,
“Hum yahan panah lene aaye hain.”

Haqeeqat ye thi ke Sikandar ka jism buri tarah kamzor ho chuka tha—
jaise kai din ka bhooka pyaasa ho.

Phir Karan ne poocha,
“Kis cheez se panah?”

Sikandar ne ghaar ke muh ki taraf ishara kiya.
Bahaar chaandni neela rang ikhtiyar kar rahi thi.
Yule Moon aa chuka tha.

<Yule Moon paanch minute mein shuru hoga!>

Sikandar zor se chilla utha,
“Jaldi! Ghaar ke aakhir tak pohancho!”

Sab daud paday.
Jism kamzor tha, saans toot rahi thi—
lekin wo rukay nahi.

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<Berserk stat kam ki ja rahi hai…>

<Mukammal!>

<Transformation shuru ho rahi hai—User hosh mein rahega!>

Agla hi lamha—
Adhara aur Karan dono zameen par gir pade.
Haddiyan hil rahi thin.
Jism toot raha tha.

CRACK!!

TWIST!!

“AAARGHHH!!” Adhara ki cheekh ghaar mein goonj uthi.

“KYA HO RAHA HAI?! RAAARGHH!!” Karan dehshat se chilla utha.

Uske haath ki haddiyan harkat kar rahi thin,
naakhun lambe aur tez ho rahe thay.
Sikandar bhi zameen par gir chuka tha—
uski aankhen phail chuki thin, daant bhinchay hue.

“Rrghhh…!”

Wo is dard ka aadhi ho chuka tha.
Dheere dheere—
Jism par ghane baal ug aaye.

Munh lamba ho gaya—tez dhaar daanton aur fangon se bhara hua.
Kuch dair baad—

Sikandar aur Adhara ki transformation mukammal ho chuki thi.
Sikandar uth kar khada hua.
Uski laal aankhen Adhara par ja tikki—
wo bhi werewolf ban chuki thi, lekin dard abhi baqi tha.
Phir—

“AAAAARGHHH!!”

Sikandar ne palat kar dekha.
Karan abhi tak cheekh raha tha.
Wo half-werewolf ban chuka tha…
lekin uski haddiyan abhi bhi toot rahi thin.

“Hmm? Iski transformation abhi tak khatam kyun nahi hui?”

Sikandar ko apni pehli Blood Moon yaad aa gayi—
bilkul isi tarah.

Magar Karan ka case mukhtalif tha.
“System… Karan ke saath kya ho raha hai?” Sikandar ne poocha.

<Karan ke jism ko touch kar ke scan karein>

Sikandar ne Karan ko pakad liya taake wo zameen par lotna band kare.

<Scanning…>

Kuch lamhon baad—
<Scan mukammal!>

<Karan ki Werewolf bloodline evolve ho rahi hai>

Sikandar ki aankhen phail gayin.
“Uski bloodline… evolve ho rahi hai?!”


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Aaj ke liye itnah hi. I hope ye episode be aap sub ne enjoy kiya ho gah.

Finally full moon is here.
Next episode kafi mazedar hone wala hai.

Next episode mai full moon ka end kar dun gah mega update de ke.
Aur new misson ke bare mai be btaon gah. Ke misson kya hone wala.

Likes target is bar be kuch ni. Lekan next episode se targe ho gah. Next update 1st ko ahye gah. Likes aur comments zaror dena. Miltey hai next episode mai. Bane rahiye sath.

Tab tak ke liye

Thanks and Bye.

Awesome bro zabardast yar Ari ko pack me hona chaye Tha wese kamal ka banda Hai or power to zabardast attitude or aura bhi kamal platchi ki to band baj gai reed protection leke hero ne sahi game kheli or Ghar ke Ander wo language lagta jese. Wo ritual Hai Jo Dominic ya old leader jante ya ho sakta Hai exut wala scene ho but agar language seekh leta to boht Kam aati hero ke aage chalke or Ye ruri ka khuf Tha mybe to makriya dar ke bhag gai ab dekhna hoga jab hero ne agar face Kiya to kese Handel kare ga powerful makhlook ko ya Kaya twist dalty ho aap aage chalke bichare Reyz ke liye feel baad usse. Kaya Pata Kaya locha chal raha yaha or Karan ne surprise de diya aage dekhty wo kis me evolve hoga aap boht surprise de rahe ho bro maza araha Hai love it apki story ke siwa ab kisi or story ka dil nahi karta yaha na intezar hota Hai bas apke update ka wait hota Hai....... Keep it up bro

 

[Aadi bhai]

Gajab update bro ab wait nhi hota bro jaldi se jaldi next update chahiye aag lga di bro Karan ne to

 

[MrHandsome]

we waiting bro dekhty kaya surprises aane wale aane wale updates me also mission wale

G bs 1 2 update aur...

 

[MrHandsome]

Gajab update bro ab wait nhi hota bro jaldi se jaldi next update chahiye aag lga di bro Karan ne to

Thanks bro for review and like.

Abi to karan bs change howa hao. Next episode mai pata chale gah ke kya karta hai karan..

Bas bane rahiye sath..

 

[MrHandsome]

Awesome bro zabardast yar Ari ko pack me hona chaye Tha wese kamal ka banda Hai or power to zabardast attitude or aura bhi kamal platchi ki to band baj gai reed protection leke hero ne sahi game kheli or Ghar ke Ander wo language lagta jese. Wo ritual Hai Jo Dominic ya old leader jante ya ho sakta Hai exut wala scene ho but agar language seekh leta to boht Kam aati hero ke aage chalke or Ye ruri ka khuf Tha mybe to makriya dar ke bhag gai ab dekhna hoga jab hero ne agar face Kiya to kese Handel kare ga powerful makhlook ko ya Kaya twist dalty ho aap aage chalke bichare Reyz ke liye feel baad usse. Kaya Pata Kaya locha chal raha yaha or Karan ne surprise de diya aage dekhty wo kis me evolve hoga aap boht surprise de rahe ho bro maza araha Hai love it apki story ke siwa ab kisi or story ka dil nahi karta yaha na intezar hota Hai bas apke update ka wait hota Hai....... Keep it up bro

Thanks bro for review and like.

Ari ka abi boht kaam nazir ahye gah aap ko. Story mai kafi nazir ahye gah.

Dekhty hai ke hota us ka. Surprise

Karan change howa. Lekan banta kya hai wo to next episode mai pata chale gah.

Aur story ke liye to boht kuch socha hai. Bs full moon ke baad boht zada action shoron ho jaye gah. Nonstop action.

Bas 1 dukh hai ke story par likes nahi ahty jitna socha hai utne...