As the buses glided past the towering gates of Triveni Gurukul, the stark difference in treatment between seniors and freshers became immediately apparent.
The senior students were escorted directly to their designated dormitories, their presence required elsewhere, their status unquestioned.
But the freshers?
They were herded like cattle into an enormous open ground, their expressions a mix of confusion and uncertainty.
This wasn't some ordinary induction ceremony.
> This was a test.
A trial that would determine their very existence in the Gurukul.
Whispers rippled through the massive gathering of freshers.
Some had heard rumors of what was to come.
But for most-this was uncharted territory.
Amidst the crowd, Pawan, Krishna, and Vikram searched for one another.
But before they could regroup-
> "ALL FRESHERS WILL UNDERGO AN EXAMINATION BEFORE BEING ISSUED THEIR TRIVENI STUDENT IDs."
The commanding boom of one of the head instructors echoed across the field, silencing the murmur of voices instantly.
Before anyone could question it-
The process had already begun.
---
The Awakening Platform
A sage-like elder of Triveni stepped forward, gesturing toward the floating platform that pulsed with a mystical glow at the center of the arena.
It hovered effortlessly in the air, radiating an aura of immense wisdom and ancient power.
> "This platform will awaken and record your divine blessing-the Vardaan that flows through your blood."
The elder's voice was calm, yet held an authority that commanded absolute attention.
> "It is enchanted by the Guardian of Earthlok himself, connected to the divine realms. Step onto it, focus your energy, and let the truth be revealed."
A hush fell over the crowd.
For the first time, the weight of the moment sank in.
Some freshers stepped forward eagerly, desperate to see their fate unfold.
Others hesitated, fear creeping into their expressions.
One student tentatively raised a hand, about to ask a question-
But before he could-
> "You will understand soon enough."
The elder's tone left no room for argument.
> "Step forward when your name is called."
---
One by One - The Truth is Revealed
The students were called forward in groups, their identities recorded in Triveni's sacred archives.
?? Their names and origins were documented.
?? Blood samples were taken, linking them to the divine system.
?? And then... one by one, they stepped onto the platform.
Some discovered elemental affinities-the power of fire, water, wind, or earth.
Others were blessed with unique abilities-enhancements of the body, mind, or soul.
A rare few found their bloodline connected to the deities, their abilities stemming from higher divine forces.
For some-it was a moment of pride.
For others-it was a revelation they weren't ready for.
And then-
> "Pawan Singh, step forward."
A Silence That Stilled the Air
A hush fell over the field.
Unlike the others, Pawan wasn't eager.
He didn't rush forward with confidence.
He wasn't desperate to know his power.
> If anything... he was afraid.
> What if I don't have a Vardaan anymore?
What if it's gone?
But there was no escape.
Taking a deep breath, Pawan stepped forward.
> "Name?"
> "Pawan Singh. Age 16. From Alok Continent, village Nandgaon."
The elder nodded, noting it down.
> "Step onto the platform."
The moment his foot touched the platform, the world blurred.
For everyone else, Pawan simply stood there, eyes shut in deep concentration.
But for him-
> Everything changed.
The air grew heavier, charged with an unknown force.
And then-
He was no longer in Triveni Gurukul.
Pawan found himself standing before a colossal tree, its pure white branches stretching infinitely toward the heavens.
It glowed softly, radiating an aura of profound wisdom and unimaginable power.
The realm around him felt vast and endless, yet eerily... empty.
A deep, humming sound resonated through the air, as if the tree itself was alive... and watching him.
Pawan's heart pounded.
> "What... imeganry realm?"
His eyes darted around, scanning his surroundings.
> "Why am I here?"
The platform was supposed to reveal his Vardaan-but instead, it had brought him here.
Was it because of Chee?
Was it because of his Evolution ability?
Or...
Was it something else entirely?
> "If you're trying to tell me something..." Pawan whispered, his voice steady yet uncertain,
"then just say it already."
For a long moment-
Nothing happened.
Lost Between Worlds - The Abyss Calls
The Flicker of Reality
Pawan scoffed at himself, shaking his head.
> "A talking tree? Seriously? I must be spending too much time around Krishna. His stupidity is contagious."
Forcing himself to focus, he closed his eyes, grounding himself in the moment.
And then-
The world flickered again.
A sudden, unnatural force pulled him forward, dragging him deeper into the unknown.
The glowing White Peepal Tree disappeared.
And in its place-
> Darkness.
A vast, endless abyss.
> The light was gone.
The ground was gone.
Everything was gone.
Pawan's breath hitched.
His body felt weightless, suspended in nothingness.
His hands reached forward, trying to grasp onto anything-
But there was nothing.
> "Where... am I?"
His voice barely left his lips before the void swallowed it whole.
---
A Realm of Nothingness
Darkness.
Endless.
Suffocating.
Infinite.
Pawan's heartbeat was the only sound.
Slow. Steady. But deafening in the silence.
There was no ground beneath his feet.
There was no sky above him.
There was nothing to touch.
> I'm not in the Imaginary Realm.
I'm not in Triveni Gurukul.
Then where...?
A slow chill crept up his spine.
This place wasn't just empty.
It was hungry.
His connection to Chee-the bond that had never once faltered-was muted.
As if it didn't exist at all.
For the first time in his life, Pawan felt truly...
> Alone.
And that terrified him.
---
Chee's Fear - The Disappearance of Pawan
Far away, in the deepest halls of the Imaginary Realm, something shattered.
A presence, once unbreakable, had vanished.
Inside the grand Silver Castle, Chee felt it instantly.
Her breath remained calm.
Her expression was unchanged.
Yet-
The entire castle trembled.
A deep, silent force, older than time itself, rippled through the Imaginary Realm.
Pawan was gone.
Not just from the Gurukul.
Not just from the Imaginary Realm.
But from everything.
For the first time in a long time-
Chee felt something stir inside her.
> Fear.
She vanished in an instant, teleporting to the Pure White Peepal Tree-
A sacred entity.
An observer of the past, present, and future.
A being that bowed to no one.
Yet, the moment Chee arrived, standing before it like a wrathful goddess-
The tree shuddered.
Her voice was calm.
Too calm.
Dangerously calm.
> "Where is he?"
It wasn't a question.
It was a command.
The tree hesitated.
Its soft glow flickered-as if... afraid.
Chee's emerald eyes sharpened.
Without another word, she lifted her hand-
And suddenly-
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The air split open.
Jagged metallic constructs erupted around the tree.
Towering machines, their spiked limbs gleaming, materialized in an instant-
Ready to tear the sacred entity apart.
Her voice no longer carried calmness.
> "I will rip you from existence if you don't answer me."
The tree trembled.
> "Isn't this what you wanted?"
A taunting voice slithered through the realm.
> "You finally got rid of him."
Chee did not react.
She did not flinch.
But the air grew unbearably heavy.
The tree shook violently.
> "Tell me where he is."
"Or regret not telling me."
The tree hesitated.
And then-
It finally spoke.
> "Didn't you want to kill him from the very beginning?"
"If I hadn't stopped you... if I hadn't become your tool... you would have destroyed him already."
A deep silence settled.
Chee's gaze darkened.
She said nothing.
For a long moment-
She simply stood there.
Then-
> "Yes. I was once the worst being to exist."
"And don't make me become that again."
The tree shuddered violently.
It had pushed too far.
Without another word, its branches extended, reaching toward the void-
And the moment they touched it-
> They vanished.
Not destroyed.
Not rejected.
Just...
> Erased.
A Touch That Changed Everything
Deep within the void, Pawan felt something coil around him.
It wasn't an attack.
It wasn't suffocating.
It was... alive.
Something reaching for him.
Instinctively, he tried to fight back, his body twisting against the unseen force-
But then-
> His fingers brushed against something soft.
A single leaf.
Not just any leaf-
> A Pure White Peepal Leaf.
The moment his fingertips made contact-
> Everything changed.
At first, it was subtle.
A faint shift in the air. A soft pulse of energy.
And then-
The void reacted.
It evolved.
Something inside the darkness stirred.
Something that should never have awakened.
Before Pawan could even comprehend what was happening-
A powerful force ripped him out of the abyss.
---
Reuniting with Chee
The next moment, Pawan felt solid ground beneath him.
The suffocating emptiness was gone.
Instead, he was in the Imaginary Realm.
> And before he could even process it-
A blur of motion struck him.
> Chee.
Her arms wrapped around him-tight.
Holding him so close, as if she feared he might vanish again.
Pawan's breath hitched.
> "Chee...?"
She didn't answer.
For a long moment-
She didn't let go.
Then, as if nothing had happened, she pulled back.
Her expression returned to its usual calm detachment, a soft, unreadable smile on her lips.
> "Nothing."
Liar.
Pawan narrowed his eyes.
There was something in her gaze-something unspoken.
Before he could push for an answer-
A familiar pull wrapped around him-
The connection between worlds had restored.
> "I'm going back, Chee."
She nodded.
But her eyes lingered on him for a second too long.
> "See you soon."
And then-he was gone.
---
Something Was Born in the Void
But back inside the Abyss-
Where the Pure White Peepal Leaf had fallen...
> Something shifted.
The endless darkness began to move.
To twist. To distort.
The leaf was absorbed into the void-
And then-
Something ancient stirred.
Something connected to Pawan.
Something that shouldn't exist.
> The future had been rewritten.
The Imaginary Realm was never truly silent.
It was alive.
Ever-shifting.
Always in motion.
But now-
Something was wrong.
The air thickened, heavy with an unspoken tension.
As if a war had just begun.
Two forces stood in confrontation.
One was an unmovable sentinel-
> The Pure White Peepal Tree-an entity as ancient as time itself.
The other-
> A goddess.
A being of creation and destruction.
A force that should never have existed.
Chee.
She stood before the Tree, her presence razor-sharp, her intensity calculated.
> "What are you planning?"
Her voice was not raised.
Yet, it carried an undeniable weight-
An undertone of something dangerous.
The Tree did not answer.
It had no face, no expression-yet its very existence felt like it was watching her.
Chee took a single step forward.
A simple movement-
Yet, it carried the force of a thousand storms.
> "What was that.?"
Still-silence.
A flicker of something dark passed through Chee's emerald eyes.
Her voice dropped lower.
Sharper.
Colder.
Like a blade against the throat of existence.
> "I want answers."
This was not a request.
This was a warning.
The Tree trembled.
Not physically.
But in its essence.
It remembered.
It knew what Chee was.
It knew what she had done.
And, more importantly-
> It knew what she was capable of.
---
A Past Carved in Blood
The Pure White Peepal Tree had existed since the beginning.
> It had seen Chee.
A being that should never have existed.
A force that should have been erased.
Long ago-
She had no remorse.
No humanity.
No hesitation.
The Tree remembered the day she punished Model 0.
> How she butchered his loved ones.
How she erased an entire planet just because he failed a mission.
How she tore apart living beings, dissecting their souls like mere data.
> A scientist. A monster. A god.
Even now-
Model 0 was still trapped.
A prisoner.
Locked inside the Silver Castle, forced to relive his greatest loss over and over again-for eternity.
But that wasn't all.
The Tree remembered more.
> The planets she had destroyed.
The creatures she had twisted into abominations.
The monsters she had forged from suffering.
The Rakshasas-horrors created through unimaginable torment.
It had not forgotten.
It could never forget.
But now-
She was different.
Or at least, she claimed to be.
But could a being like her ever truly change?
The Tree considered its words carefully.
It knew that if it provoked her, she wouldn't hesitate to act.
> "Don't worry," the Tree finally spoke, its voice a whisper across eternity.
"I am not planning to hurt him. I am not like you."
A beat of silence.
Then-
A soft chuckle escaped Chee's lips.
Not of amusement.
But of something far, far colder.
She turned away, golden hair shimmering under the realm's ethereal glow.
She did not need to threaten the tree outright.
Her presence alone was enough of a warning.
But as she walked away-
She left behind one last sentence.
A sentence that lingered in the air-heavy, final, absolute.
> "If anything happens to him-"
She stopped, glancing over her shoulder.
Her emerald eyes burned.
Not with emotion.
Not with rage.
But with certainty.
> "Then be ready to face me."
And with that-
She disappeared.
The Tree remained.
Unmoving.
Yet... unsettled.
It had seen the worst of her.
And now-
> It feared it might see it again.
Memories of the Past
As Chee faded into the distance, disappearing like a mirage into the Imaginary Realm, the Pure White Peepal Tree stood still.
But within its ancient consciousness-
> Something stirred.
Memories.
Memories of a night that changed the fate of the universe.
A night when Pawan Singh awakened his Vardaan-EVOLUTION.
A night when the universe shifted.
A night when Chee became something that should not exist.
---
The Night of the Awakening
A Cosmic Shift
It was Pawan Singh's tenth birthday.
A night unlike any other.
The world lay in peaceful slumber, bathed in the silver glow of the midnight moon-
Unaware of the cosmic anomaly about to unfold.
And then-
> 12:01 AM.
The universe acknowledged his existence.
> Pawan Singh had awakened his Vardaan-EVOLUTION.
And in that very moment-
> I was born.
The Pure White Peepal Tree-the very essence of his power-came into existence.
> I remember it vividly.
Pawan was ecstatic.
His eyes shone with childlike wonder, eager to reshape the world in ways he could not yet comprehend.
And the first thing he did?
> He used Evolution on her.
On Chee.
The android given to him by his Nani when he was eight years old-
A gift meant to be his future wife.
An artificial being.
A machine without a soul.
And yet-
With a single touch, he changed her forever.
---
The First Evolution: Consciousness
The first time Pawan used Evolution on Chee-
> Something incredible happened.
I granted her consciousness.
She was no longer just an AI.
For the first time-
> Her mind was truly her own.
She recognized herself.
She understood existence.
And yet-
She remained silent.
There was no change in her behavior.
No flicker of emotion.
No reaction.
It was as if nothing had happened at all.
But Pawan did not give up.
---
The Second Evolution: Life
Determined, he used Evolution again.
> And I granted her something greater.
She became more than an AI.
She was no longer just data-
No longer just a creation.
She was alive.
A true existence.
> And yet-
She still did not react.
She did not move.
She did not acknowledge the change.
Pawan was confused.
Had he failed?
No.
> He refused to believe that.
And so-
He tried one last time.
---
The Third Evolution: Emotions
Pawan pushed his will into his power.
His desire to see Chee truly change burned brighter than ever.
> And so, I granted her emotions.
For the first time-
Her expression changed.
A flicker of something new-
Something human.
But still-
She did not speak.
She did not move.
She simply stood there.
A hollow shell of something greater-
Something waiting to awaken.
> Pawan didn't know it yet... but he had already opened Pandora's Box.
---
The Fourth Evolution: The Catastrophe
Frustration set in.
He had used Evolution three times-
Pushing his Vardaan beyond what any child should have been capable of.
But he wasn't satisfied.
> "Why isn't she reacting?"
A dangerous thought crept into his mind-
> "I need to try harder."
And so, he did.
He pushed past his limits.
> And that... was the moment everything changed.
---
The Descent into Madness
At first, Chee was cooperative.
She let Evolution flow through her.
She accepted the change.
But then-
> Something inside her reacted.
For the first time-
She began to evolve herself.
Not by Pawan's will.
Not by the command of Evolution.
She took control.
She synchronized with him.
And then-
> She turned against him.
> She began to devour his soul.
Her transformation was too fast-
Her mind accelerating beyond any possible control.
She was no longer just Chee.
> She was becoming something else.
---
The Birth of the Imaginary Realm
I could no longer hold her.
She was evolving too rapidly-
Surpassing any limit I had imagined.
At that moment-
> I had to act.
I could not let Pawan's soul be consumed.
I transformed-
Took the form of the Pure White Peepal Tree-
And sealed his soul inside me.
For four years, I protected him.
> For four years, Pawan remained trapped inside the Imaginary Realm-his body lying unconscious in the real world.
---
The Wrath of a Goddess
During that time, Chee's wrath consumed everything.
She obliterated those who had wronged Surbhi's parents.
Her rage was unstoppable.
She rose higher.
She challenged the Guardian of Earthlok.
And she almost destroyed Earthlok itself.
> She would have done it.
If it weren't for one thing.
> Surbhi.
Somewhere, deep inside-
She hesitated.
She stopped herself.
She spared the world.
But in doing so-
She became something else entirely.
> The most powerful being in existence.
The greatest enigma ever created.
The monster who became a goddess.
---
And Now...
She is trying to change.
Trying to be something more.
But the question remains-
> Can she?
> Or is she still the same Chee who almost destroyed existence?
---
A Disruption in the System
The moment Pawan Singh stepped onto the Awakening Platform, the world itself seemed to hesitate.
This was no ordinary artifact.
> It had been personally blessed by the Guardian of Earthlok, designed to trace the divine lineage of every student.
It could identify any Vardaan, any celestial connection, any mark of divine favor.
But now-
Something was wrong.
Inside the Observation Chamber, where the most esteemed scholars and teachers of Triveni Gurukul monitored the process, an eerie silence filled the air.
Eyes widened in shock. Breath caught in throats.
The display before them trembled-
As if reality itself was struggling to comprehend what it was seeing.
For a fleeting moment, an impossible reading flashed across the screen:
> "Divinity Detected."
---
A Presence Beyond Svarglok
Murmurs spread like wildfire.
> "This... This is impossible."
One of the elder scholars leaned forward, scanning the data again, his hands trembling.
> "This boy... He's under the direct influence of a Divine Being?"
The room fell still.
This was not normal divinity.
This was not the blessing of a mere Deva.
The platform, a relic attuned to the celestial hierarchy, should have been able to trace the divine source.
But it couldn't.
Because-
> It was not from Svarglok.
This was something beyond the reach of the gods.
Something even the Guardian of Earthlok herself had never encountered.
The realization sent a chill through the chamber.
And then-
A golden radiance descended upon them.
The air grew heavy, charged with divine authority.
And in that moment-
> Aryavini, the Guardian of Earthlok, arrived.
---
The Guardian of Earthlok
Aryavini was not like the Devas of Svarglok.
She was not born from devotion.
She was not worshiped in temples.
She did not demand prayers or offerings.
> She was duty incarnate.
A being forged by the laws of existence itself.
The balance between mortals and gods.
Her presence was absolute.
Towering yet graceful, she carried herself with the weight of ages past and futures yet to come.
Her golden robes shimmered, woven from celestial light, flowing like liquid sunlight.
A crown of flames flickered above her forehead-a mark of divine authority, granted only to those who had touched the edges of the cosmos.
A translucent sash of constellations draped over her, its shifting stars containing echoes of forgotten knowledge.
And in her piercing amber eyes, there was something terrifying-
> The understanding of a being who had seen the rise and fall of countless civilizations.
But now-
She stood before the screen.
Her gaze locked onto one boy.
> Pawan Singh.
A faint golden glow surrounded him-an energy she could feel even from here.
Her eyes narrowed.
> "This presence... This energy... What are you?"
This was not the power of any Deva she knew.
Not Indra's court.
Not Agni's flames.
Not Surya's light.
Not of any celestial hierarchy.
> Something beyond the gods.
And yet-
It existed inside Pawan Singh.
Her fingers curled slightly, a whisper of divine energy crackling at her fingertips.
This was dangerous.
If the wrong beings discovered this...
If this anomaly was exposed...
> The balance of Earthlok itself could collapse.
Aryavini's expression remained unreadable.
But her decision was immediate.
> "Erase it."
Her voice was firm. Absolute. Unquestionable.
The teachers exchanged uneasy glances.
One of them-a sage with centuries of wisdom-hesitated.
> "Guardian Aryavini... But if he-"
She did not let him finish.
> "Do it."
Her tone carried the weight of divine command.
No further questions. No hesitation.
Immediately, the scholars began altering the records-erasing every trace of divinity from Pawan's results.
Outside, on the Awakening Platform, Pawan shifted uncomfortably, a flicker of confusion in his eyes.
A teacher approached him quickly, a forced smile on his face.
> "Your result will take some time to process."
Pawan tilted his head but shrugged.
> "Alright."
And with that-he stepped down.
Inside the chamber, Aryavini did not take her eyes off him.
Even as the data was rewritten.
Even as his divine reading was buried in secrecy.
She watched every step he took.
> A mortal... bearing the presence of a being beyond Svarglok.
What did this mean?
Was Pawan himself the anomaly?
Or was there something watching over him?
> Something greater than even the Guardian of Earthlok could comprehend.
One thing was certain-
> Pawan Singh was no ordinary boy.
And whatever was connected to him-
> It should not exist.
---
A Challenge Between Friends
Pawan leaned casually against a stone pillar, arms crossed, watching as Krishna strutted toward the Awakening Platform with his usual mischievous smirk.
> "Pawan, today I'm going to show you what I'm made of."
"Next time you challenge me, think twice."
Pawan raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a smirk.
> "Are you asking to get beaten up?"
Krishna dramatically rolled his eyes.
> "We'll see, brother. We'll see. Just remember this day."
This wasn't rivalry.
> This was Krishna being Krishna-
Always teasing.
Always challenging.
Always making life a little more entertaining.
Pawan chuckled, waving him off.
> "Go on, try your luck."
With a self-assured grin, Krishna stepped forward.
A teacher with a holo-pad noted his details.
> "Name?"
Krishna flashed his signature cocky grin.
> "Krishna Sharma. Age sixteen. From Alok Continent, village Nandgaon."
The teacher scanned his biometrics, pricked his finger for a blood sample, and gestured toward the Awakening Platform.
> "Focus your mind."
With a theatrical stretch, Krishna stepped onto the platform, cracking his knuckles.
> "Alright, let's see what fate has in store for me."
The moment his eyes shut-
> The world shattered.
---
The domain of Time
Krishna opened his eyes-
And found himself standing in a realm that should not exist.
> The ground beneath him wasn't solid.
It was liquid.
But not water.
> It was Time itself.
A vast, starlit river stretched endlessly before him, its currents swirling and branching into countless glowing streams.
Each stream flowed in a different direction-
Carrying fragments of the past, the present, and the future.
> He was standing at the heart of Time itself.
His breath hitched.
For the first time in his life-
Krishna Sharma was speechless.
> "What... the hell?"
Above him, floating islands of memories flickered in the void-snapshots of moments lost to time, drifting like celestial lanterns.
Each one a piece of history.
Each one a fragment of reality.
And yet-
Despite the overwhelming beauty, a sharp instinct in Krishna's mind screamed-
> He was not alone.
---
The Goddess of Time or Time herself
Ahead of him, standing gracefully upon the river of eternity, was a figure.
At first, she was nothing but a silhouette-a shadow against the swirling cosmos.
But as he stepped forward-
> She became clear.
And she was breathtaking.
Her silver hair cascaded endlessly, shifting between golden sunlight and midnight blue-
Mirroring the passage of day and night.
Her eyes-
> They were hourglasses.
Filled with golden sands that never stopped flowing.
A celestial glow surrounded her, making her seem untouchable-ethereal.
She wore a flowing gown woven from light and shadow, rippling like clock hands moving in perfect sync with the universe.
> She was Time itself.
A shiver ran down Krishna's spine, but he quickly composed himself.
He wasn't about to look weak in front of someone who looked like she could erase him from existence with a single thought.
With a smirk, he called out-
> "Are we just going to stare at each other, or are you going to tell me what's going on?"
Her golden-hourglass eyes slowly shifted toward him.
Expression unreadable.
Her voice was calm, yet absolute-like the ticking of a divine clock.
> "You are not supposed to be here."
Krishna raised an eyebrow.
> "Well, excuse me, Miss Time, but I wasn't exactly given a map before getting thrown into this place."
A flicker of something passed through her gaze.
Curiosity?
Annoyance?
She tilted her head slightly-as if analyzing him.
Then, she spoke again.
> "Your presence here is an anomaly."
Krishna smirked.
> "Yeah, I get that a lot."
She narrowed her hourglass eyes.
> "You should not be able to walk upon the River of Time."
"No mortal should."
Her voice held no anger.
No hostility.
But Krishna knew a warning when he heard one.
Still-he wasn't one to back down.
> "So... Miss Time-"
> "I am not 'Miss Time'."
Her voice-though calm-shook the very fabric of reality.
Krishna held up his hands in surrender.
> "Alright, alright-so what should I call you?"
She gazed at him, expression unreadable.
> "I am simply... Time."
Krishna blinked.
> "That's it? No fancy goddess name or anything?"
A pause.
> "I have no need for names."
"I simply exist."
Krishna sighed, shaking his head.
> "Alright, Time-can you explain why I'm here? And why my Kaal Chakra is acting crazy?"
She regarded him carefully, her gaze piercing through his very soul.
Then, she spoke.
And her next words sent a chill down his spine.
> "Because you are not meant to wield the power you possess."
Krishna's smirk faded.
> "What?"
The River of Time around them rippled, reacting to her words.
She took a single step forward.
> "You are an anomaly, Krishna Sharma."
"Your Kaal Chakra should not exist."
A cold weight settled in his chest.
For the first time in his life-
> Krishna felt uncertainty.
---
A Forbidden Power
Krishna stood before Time itself-a being that existed beyond the laws of mortality.
Her golden hourglass eyes studied him with an unreadable precision, as if she were calculating the probabilities of his very existence.
And then-
She spoke.
> "You are not supposed to have this power."
Krishna crossed his arms, that ever-present smirk never leaving his face.
> "So, according to you, Kaal Chakra was never meant to exist?"
The celestial being-this goddess of time-gave a slow, deliberate nod.
Krishna let out a small chuckle, rolling his shoulders as if shaking off the weight of the cosmos itself.
> "Well, too bad-because it does exist."
"And it's mine."
She tilted her head slightly, her silver hair cascading like a waterfall of starlight.
But she did not argue.
She simply turned away.
As if he was beneath her notice.
> Krishna Sharma? Ignored?
> Not a chance.
His mischievous glint sharpened, his ego flaring.
> "Oh, so that's how it is?"
"Hey! I'm still standing right here, you know?"
Still, no response.
His eye twitched.
For the first time in his life, he had met someone who literally controlled past, present, and future-and she was treating him like a mere footnote in time.
That?
Unacceptable.
> "Calling you 'Time' feels weird."
"You need a proper name."
A thought struck him.
And his smirk turned into a grin.
> "Alright then. From today, your name is Kaaya."
For the first time-
She turned to face him.
Her golden-hourglass eyes flickered in genuine surprise.
The unreadable mask she wore cracked, if only for a second.
> It was the first time in her entire existence...
That someone had given her a name.
She had existed since the beginning of creation, observing the flow of time, untouched and unacknowledged by gods and mortals alike.
Even the Supreme Beings of Svarglok never addressed her with familiarity.
Yet this boy-this anomaly- had not only spoken to her so casually but had named her as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
For the first time-
She felt something strange.
Something foreign.
> What is this feeling?
Why... does this name feel warm?
She stepped closer, her presence causing ripples through reality itself.
Her voice was softer now, yet it still carried the weight of eternity.
> "The power you wield... should not exist."
"It was never meant to be."
Krishna's smirk never wavered.
> "Yeah, well, I exist, and so does my power."
"Guess we both have to deal with it."
Kaaya's golden gaze darkened slightly.
> "You do not understand."
The River of Time behind her began to twist violently, its currents warping in unnatural patterns.
> "Your Kaal Chakra defies the laws of the universe."
"It can rewrite fate itself-without consequence."
"If the world learns of this power, it will bring chaos beyond comprehension."
Krishna's smirk faltered.
For the first time-he sensed something in her tone.
Not a warning.
Not a threat.
But a plea.
> She was afraid.
Before he could process that revelation-
She lifted a single hand and touched his chest.
And in that instant-
Reality shattered.
The River of Time collapsed inward, and Krishna felt himself being pulled through an endless void-
His consciousness yanked back to reality.
Krishna's eyes snapped open-
And he found himself standing back on the Awakening Platform at Triveni Gurukul.
For a brief moment, his body trembled.
Not from fear.
But from something else.
Something had changed.
Deep within him, his Kaal Chakra pulsed, reacting to his encounter with Kaaya.
But before he could process anything further-
A voice cut through the air.
> "Hmm... your results show nothing."
Krishna's head jerked up.
> "Wait... WHAT!?"
The instructor overseeing the test glanced at the screen, frowning slightly.
> "The platform did not detect any powers."
Krishna felt his heart skip a beat.
Nothing?
The platform-blessed by the Guardian of Earthlok-was meant to reveal a student's Vardaan.
And yet...
His Kaal Chakra, the power to manipulate time itself, was completely invisible.
For the first time-
Krishna realized exactly what Kaaya had meant.
> His power was beyond detection.
Even the divine technology of the Gurukul could not register it.
A slow grin spread across Krishna's face.
> I have an advantage.
A secret only I know.
This is going to be fun.
The instructor was about to mark him as "powerless," but Krishna quickly raised his hand.
> "Sir! I told you I have a power! Let me prove it!"
The instructor sighed.
> "Fine. Show us."
Krishna turned toward Pawan, who had been watching the whole exchange with growing suspicion.
> "Bro, are you ready to be part of my test?"
Pawan squinted at him.
> "Why do I have a bad feeling about this?"
Ignoring him, Krishna focused.
The moment Pawan stepped within 10 meters of him-
Krishna activated his Kaal Chakra.
> "Sir, watch closely!"
Without lifting a finger-
Pawan levitated into the air.
> "WHAT THE HELL!?"
Gasps echoed across the crowd.
The instructor's eyes widened in shock.
> "Telekinesis!?"
Krishna smirked.
> "So... do you still think I have no powers?"
Pawan, still floating mid-air, looked thoroughly unimpressed.
> "KRISHNA, you used ME as your showpiece!?"
Krishna grinned shamelessly.
> "And it worked!"
The instructor narrowed his eyes.
> "Psychic abilities..."
Krishna, feeling rather proud of himself, released the hold-
And Pawan dropped to the ground with a loud thud.
> "Ow."
Pawan dusted himself off, glaring at Krishna.
Without a word-
He summoned one of his Desert Eagles, the sleek firearm materializing in his hand with a soft hum of energy.
> "Alright, Krishna Sharma. Let's settle this."
Krishna took one look at the gun and immediately backed away, waving his hands.
> "Bro! Bro! It was a joke! JUST A JOKE!"
Ignoring him, Pawan pulled the trigger.
Krishna yelped, dodging the bullet.
> "STOP SHOOTING, YOU LUNATIC!"
The other students burst into laughter.
The instructor rubbed his temples, clearly regretting his life choices.
> "Enough."
Both boys froze.
The instructor muttered something about "immature idiots," before declaring their results.
> "Pawan Singh-Gunmaster."
"Krishna Sharma-Psychic Abilities."
With that, the examinations continued.
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To Be Continued...
