Incest 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥

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CHAPTER 2 POST HO CHUKA HAI

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝟶𝟸 ◔_◔

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❝𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥❞​

**Scene: A luxurious, dimly lit bedroom. Silence hangs heavy in the air.**

Andhera... Gehra, anant andhera .

Veer ki aankhein achanak khul gayi. Ek tez saans uske gale se nikli, jaise koi paani ke andar se sadiyon baad bahar aya ho. Uska sharir pasine se lathpath tha, aur dil ki dhadkan kisi jung ke maidan me bajne wale dhol ki tarah tez thi.

"Yeh... yeh kaunsi jagah hai?" Veer ne karahate hue kaha. Uski awaaz me wo purani thakawat thi jo hazaron saalon ki ladaai ke baad aati hai.

Lekin jab usne apni awaaz suni, toh wo chaunk gaya. Yeh awaaz... yeh uski bhari, garajdaar 'Asura General' wali awaaz nahi thi. Yeh awaaz to kisi kamzor, naram ladke ki thi.

Usne apne haath utha kar dekhe. Gore, mulaayam haath , jin par talwar chalane ka ek bhi nishaan nahi tha. Na koi zakhm, na koi cultivation ki aura. Sirf ek ring thi, jo kisi mehange brand ki lag rahi thi.

"Mera sharir... meri cultivation base... sab gayab?" Uske dimaag me ek toofan sa uth khada hua.

Abhi wo khud ko sambhal hi raha tha ki achanak uske sar me ek tez dard utha. Aisa laga jaise kisi ne garam lohe ki salakh uske dimaag me ghusa di ho.

"Ahhh!" Veer ne apna sar pakad liya aur bed par gir gaya.

Yaadein.... Kisi aur ki yaadein uske dimaag me zabardasti ghus rahi thi. Ek ke baad ek tasveerein flash hone lagi.

*Ek ladka... ameeri me bigda hua... sharaab, ladkiyan, late night parties...*
*College me dadagiri...*
*Apni maa se be-rukhi se baat karna...*
*Priya... jo chupke se use dekhti thi...*
*Ek car accident... speed... crash... aur phir andhera.*

Dard dheere-dheere kam hua, aur Veer lambi saansein lene laga. Usne apni aankhein band ki aur un nayi yaadon ko analyze kiya.

"To main mar gaya tha..." Veer ne dheemi awaaz me khud se kaha, ek thandi muskurahat uske honthon par aa gayi. "Immortal Realm ka sabse khatarnaak cultivator, 'Blood Asura', apne dushmano ke jaal me phans kar maara gaya. Lekin kismat dekho... main khatam nahi hua. Main wapas aa gaya."

Usne kamre ki taraf dekha. Yeh koi gufa ya mahal nahi tha, balki ek modern, highly expensive bedroom tha. Walls par abstract art, ceiling par jhilmilata chandelier, aur samne ek bada sa mirror.

Veer ladkhadate hue mirror ke paas gaya.

Refelction me jo chehra dikha, wo behad handsome tha. Teekhi naak , gehri kaali aankhein, aur ek aisa face cut jo kisi model ko bhi sharma de. Lekin us chehre par jo expression tha, wo ab us purane 'Veer' ka nahi tha. Aankhon me ek aisi gehraayi aur thandak thi jo kisi shikaari janwar ki hoti hai.

"Is sharir ka naam bhi Veer hai..." Usne sheeshe me apni nayi identity ko ghoora. "Ek Rich Second Generation Playboy. Paisa bahut hai, power hai, lekin sharir andar se khokhla hai. Cultivation ke naam par zero."

Usne apni mutthi bheeni . Taaqat mehsoos nahi ho rahi thi.

"Kamzor," usne nafrat se kaha. "Bahut kamzor. Agar is waqt mera koi purana dushman yaha aa jaye, toh wo mujhe ek ungli se masal dega."

Tabhi darwaze par ek halki dastak (knock) hui.

"Veer? Beta, tum uth gaye?"

Ek naram, chinta se bhari awaaz bahar se aayi.

Veer ki nayi yaadon ne turant pehchaan liya. Yeh awaaz 'Sunita' ki thi. Is sharir ki maa. Wo aurat jo is bigde hue bete se apni jaan se zyada pyaar karti thi, bawajood iske ki purane Veer ne use hamesha dukh diya tha.

Veer ne ek gehri saans li. Cultivation world ke rules alag the, waha rishte kamzori hote the. Lekin is duniya me... is duniya me survival ke liye use is nayi pehchaan ko apnana hoga.

"Main theek hoon..." Veer ne jawab diya, koshish karke apni awaaz ko normal rakha.

Darwaza dheere se khula. Ek behad khoobsurat, middle-aged mahila andar aayi. Chehre par abhi bhi jawan ladkiyon jaisa nikhaar tha, lekin aankhon me thakawat aur chinta saaf dikh rahi thi. Usne ek saadi si saree pehni thi, jo uski elegance ko aur badha rahi thi.

Wo tezi se Veer ke paas aayi aur uska maatha chhua. Uski hatheli thandi aur naram thi.

"Tumhe hosh aa gaya... Bhagwan ka shukr hai," Sunita ki aankhein nam ho gayi. "Tum do din se behosh the, Veer. Doctor ne kaha tha accident minor tha, par tum uth hi nahi rahe the."

Veer ne uski aankhon me dekha. Waha sacha pyaar tha, aisa pyaar jo usne pichli zindagi me shayad hi kabhi dekha ho. Asura banne ke safar me usne sab kuch kho diya tha, lekin yaha... yaha use bana-banaya parivaar mil raha tha.

"Chinta mat karo, Maa," Veer ne pehli baar us shabd ka istemal kiya. Ajeeb laga, par bura nahi. "Main ab bilkul theek hoon. Bas thoda... thoda ajeeb lag raha hai."

Sunita ne use hairani se dekha. Purana Veer kabhi itne pyaar se baat nahi karta tha. Hamesha chid-chida rehta tha.

"Tum... tumne mujhe 'Maa' kaha?" uski awaaz thodi kaanp gayi.

Veer ne mehsoos kiya ki use acting karni hogi, lekin saath hi, wo apni asliyat chupa nahi sakta tha. Wo badal chuka hai.

"Haan," Veer ne uski aankhon me dekhte hue kaha, ek magnetic tone ke saath. "Accident ke baad... shayad dimaag thoda hil gaya hai. Ya shayad... mujhe samajh aa gaya hai ki kya zaroori hai."

Sunita ne use gale laga liya. Veer ka sharir ek pal ke liye stiff ho gaya, phir dheere se usne bhi apne haath uthaaye aur use halka sa thap-thapaya. Uski naak me Sunita ke baalon ki halki khushbu aayi.

Tabhi, darwaze par ek aur parchhayi dikhi.

Ek ladki khadi thi. College going age. Bholi si surat, aankhon me chashma, aur haath me kuch books. Yeh Priya thi. Veer ki cousin.

Wo darwaze par hi ruk gayi, Veer ko hosh me dekh kar uske chehre par ek raahat ki muskaan aayi, par wo andar aane se hichkicha rahi thi. Kyunki purana Veer use hamesha ignore karta tha ya mazak udata tha.

Veer ki nigaah Priya par padi. Uski cultivation world ki tej nazron ne turant notice kiya—ladki ke dil ki dhadkan tez thi aur wo baar-baar Veer ko chhup-chhup kar dekh rahi thi.

*So, this is the one who loves me silently,* Veer ne socha.

Khel ab shuru hua tha.

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Sunita ne apni nazrein darwaze ki taraf ghumaayi jahan Priya khadi thi. Uske chehre par abhi bhi darr aur fikar saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Wo darwaze ki chaukhat par aise khadi thi jaise andar kadam rakhte hi koi dhamaka ho jayega.

Veer ne apni peeth seedhi ki aur bed ke headboard se tek laga li. Uski gehri kaali aankhein Priya par tiki hui thi. Purana Veer shayaad use dekh kar mooh pher leta ya koi ganda mazaak karta, lekin ye naya Veer alag tha. Uski nazar me ek aisi teekhi jaanch thi jo Priya ke dil ke aar-paar ho rahi thi.

Sunita ne naram awaaz me kaha, "Priya beta, wahin kyu khadi ho? Andar aao. Dekho, Veer hosh me aa gaya hai."

Priya ne ek baar Sunita ko dekha aur phir darrte hue Veer ki taraf. Usne dheere se ek kadam andar badhaya. Uske haathon me pakdi hui kitabein usne apni chhati se laga rakhi thi, jaise wo koi dhaal ho jo use Veer ke gusse se bacha sake.

Veer ne notice kiya ki Priya behad simple thi. Chashma pehne hue, bina makeup ke, baalon ko seedha baandhe hue. Lekin uski sadgi ke peeche ek chupi hui khubsurati thi jise sirf ek parakhi nazar hi dekh sakti thi. Uski skin saaf aur chamakdar thi, aur wo loose kapdo me bhi apna figure chupa nahi pa rahi thi. Uski saansein tez chal rahi thi, jis wajah se uska seena halka-halka upar neeche ho raha tha.

"Bhaiya..." Priya ki awaaz mushkil se gale se nikli. "Aap... aap theek hain?"

Veer ke kaano me 'Bhaiya' shabd gunja. Uske chehre par koi bhaav nahi aaya, lekin man hi man wo muskura utha. Cultivation world me rishte sirf naam ke hote the, aur yaha jazbaat the. Aur ye ladki, jo usse darr rahi thi, uski aankhon me chupa pyaar Veer se chupa nahi tha.

Veer ne apni gardan halki si jhukaayi aur seedha uski aankhon me dekha. "Main theek hoon, Priya. Tum wahan darwaze par aise khadi ho jaise main koi bhoot hoon."

Priya hairan reh gayi. Veer ki awaaz me wo purani kadwahat nahi thi. Ye awaaz shaant thi, bhari thi, aur isme ek ajeeb sa thahrao tha. Wo hadbada gayi.

"Nahi... wo bas... Doctor ne kaha tha aapko aaram ki zarurat hai isliye..." wo haklane lagi.

Sunita khushi se muskura uthi. Usne Veer ka haath apne haath me liya aur pyaar se sahlane lagi. "Dekha Priya? Maine kaha tha na bhagwan sab theek kar denge. Mera beta wapas aa gaya hai."

Veer ne apna haath Sunita ki pakad se nahi churaya. Use ye garmahat ajeeb lag rahi thi, par buri nahi. Uska dimaag abhi bhi tezi se chal raha tha. Use jald se jald is duniya ke baare me sab kuch samajhna tha. Apni taqat wapas paani thi. Is kamzor sharir ko badalna tha.

"Maa," Veer ne Sunita ki taraf dekha, "Mujhe thodi der akele rehna hai. Kuch sochna hai. Aur... mujhe bhook lagi hai."

Sunita ka chehra khil utha. "Haan, haan bilkul. Tumne do din se kuch nahi khaya. Main abhi tumhare liye soup aur juice lati hoon. Priya, chalo beta, Veer ko aaram karne do."

Priya ne ek aakhiri nazar Veer par daali. Uski aankhon me abhi bhi vishwas nahi ho raha tha ki Veer ne usse itne acche se baat ki. Wo Sunita ke peeche-peeche kamre se bahar nikal gayi.

Darwaza band hote hi kamre me phir se sannata cha gaya.

Veer ne ek lambi saans chhodi aur apni aankhein band kar li. Usne apna dhyan apne sharir ke andar lagaya. Cultivation world me ise Inner Sight kehte the.

Andhera. Pura sharir andar se khokhla tha.

"Meridians block hain," Veer ne khud se baat ki. "Haddiyan kamzor hain. Muscles me koi taqat nahi hai. Sirf dikhne me accha hai ye sharir, andar se kachra hai."

Wo bed se utha aur seedha bathroom ki taraf gaya.

Bathroom kisi 5-star hotel ke suite se kam nahi tha. Italian marble, bada sa jacuzzi, aur har tarah ki luxury suvidhayein. Veer ne washbasin ka nal khola aur thanda paani apne chehre par maara.

Paani ki boondein uske chehre se tapak kar uski chhati par girne lagi. Usne mirror me apne naye sharir ko gaur se dekha.

"Veer Singhania," usne apna naya naam dohraya. "Ek ameer baap ki bigdi hui aulad. College ka king, lekin asliyat me ek loser."

Usne apni T-shirt utaar kar phek di. Mirror me uska chest dikha. Thoda athletic tha par softness zyada thi. Koi scars nahi, koi muscles ki definition nahi jaisi ek warrior ki hoti hai.

"Mujhe shuruwat zero se karni hogi," Veer ki aankhon me ek laal rang ki chamak aayi jo ek second me gayab ho gayi. "Is duniya me cultivation ki energy bahut kam hai. Lekin yaha paisa aur power hi asli cultivation hai. Aur auratein..."

Uske dimaag me Priya ka chehra aaya, phir uski nayi maa Sunita ka pyaar, aur phir wo yaadein jo is sharir ki thi—Divya, Riya, aur baaki sab.

"Yaha ki cultivation ka tarika alag hoga," Veer ne ek towel uthaya aur apna chehra poncha. "Dheere-dheere... main sab kuch wapas paunga. Aur jo mera hai, wo sirf mera rahega."

Tabhi uski nazar bathroom ke shelf par rakhi ek bottle par padi. 'Aphrodisiac Pill'.

Veer ne use uthaya aur us par likha naam padha. Ye purane Veer ka saman tha. Wo hansa, ek khokhi hansi.

"Kamzor mard hi in cheezon ka sahara lete hain," usne bottle ko dustbin me phek diya. "Asura ko apni taqat badhane ke liye dawaiyon ki zarurat nahi hoti. Mera sharir hi meri sabse badi taqat banega."

Ab waqt tha is naye parivaar aur is nayi duniya ke niyam samajhne ka.


Veer bathroom se bahar nikla, uska sharir ab taaza aur saaf tha, lekin dimaag me hazaron saalon ki yojanaein chal rahi thi. Usne apne walk-in closet ka darwaza khola. Andar kisi showroom se kam kapde nahi the. Mehange suits, branded shirts, aur import kiye hue joote.

Purane Veer ka taste thoda bhadkau tha, chamkile rang aur show-off wala style. Lekin Asura General ko andhera pasand tha. Veer ne ek plain black silk shirt aur dark grey trouser chuni. Shirt pehente waqt usne upar ke do button khule rakhe, jisse uska chest halka sa dikh raha tha. Sleeves ko fold karke kohniyon tak chada liya.

Mirror me khud ko dekh kar wo santusht tha. Kaala rang uski nayi aura ke saath match kar raha tha. Ab wo sirf ek bigda hua ladka nahi, balki ek sota hua sher lag raha tha.

Kamre se bahar nikalte hi corridor me khade do naukar ghabra kar peeche hat gaye. Unke haath kaanp rahe the. Veer ne unki taraf dekha bhi nahi aur seedha seedhiyon ki taraf badh gaya.

Singhania Mansion behad vishal tha. Unchi chhat, bade chandeliers, aur har taraf ameeri ki chamak. Lekin is ghar ki hawa me ek ajeeb sa tanaav tha. Jaise har koi kisi tufaan ka intezaar kar raha ho.

Niche dining hall me pure parivaar ka jamawada tha.

Table ke head par, ek buzurg aadmi baithe the. Safed baal, chehre par gambhirta, aur aankhon me ek aisi sakhti jo kisi ko bhi dara de. Ye the Yashvardhan Singhania. Veer ke dada aur Singhania Empire ke malik. Unke haath me ek newspaper tha, lekin unka dhyan seedhiyon se utarte hue Veer par tha.

Unke bagal me Dadi baithi thi, jinka chehra chinta se bhara tha. Doosri taraf Veer ke Uncle, Rajesh, aur unki wife, Kavita baithe the. Priya bhi wahi kone me baithi thi, sir jhukaye hue, apne khaane ke saath khel rahi thi.

Jaise hi Veer hall me dakhil hua, sannata cha gaya.

Sirf chammach aur plate ke takrane ki awaaz band ho gayi. Sabki nazrein Veer par thi. Purana Veer aksar late uthta tha, nashe me hota tha, ya seedha bahar nikal jata tha bina kisi se baat kiye.

Lekin aaj... aaj Veer ki chaal me ek alag hi thahrao tha. Wo ladkhada nahi raha tha. Uske kadam sadhe hue aur bhari the.

"Aa gaya nawabzaada?" Yashvardhan ki awaaz goonji. Unhone newspaper table par patak diya. "Do din behosh rehne ke baad bhi sharam nahi aayi? Maine suna hai nashe me gaadi chala rahe the tum."

Pura hall seham gaya. Uncle Rajesh ne kuch bolne ki koshish ki, "Papaji, abhi wo theek hokar aaya hai..."

"Chup raho Rajesh!" Yashvardhan ne daant diya. "Tumhare laad-pyaar ne hi ise bigada hai. Jawan ladka hai, zimmedari ka koi ehsaas nahi. Sirf paisa udana aur ladkiyan ghumana aata hai ise."

Veer chupchap chalta raha aur apni chair ke paas aakar ruk gaya. Usne dada ki aankhon me dekha.

Pehle wo in aankhon se darta tha. Lekin ab? Ab Veer ko in boodhi aankhon me sirf ek thaka hua sher dikh raha tha jo apne pack ko bachane ki koshish kar raha hai.

Veer ne halki si muskaan di. Wo dheet muskaan nahi jo pehle deta tha, balki ek shaant, confident muskaan.

"Aage se dhyan rakhunga, Dadaji," Veer ne thande swar me kaha.

Yashvardhan jo agla taana maarne wale the, wo unke gale me hi atak gaya. Unhone hairani se Veer ko dekha. Veer ne kabhi apni galti nahi maani thi. Wo hamesha palat kar jawab deta tha ya chillata tha.

"Kya kaha tumne?" Yashvardhan ne shak se pucha.

"Maine kaha, aage se dhyan rakhunga," Veer ne chair khinchi aur baith gaya. Uski body language bilkul relaxed thi, jaise wo kisi raja ke singhasan par baitha ho. "Zindagi mili hai, toh uska sahi istemal karna chahiye. Bewakoofi me marna mujhe bhi pasand nahi."

Table par baithe har shakhs ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya. Even Priya ne bhi apna sir utha kar Veer ko dekha, uski aankhon me chamak aa gayi.

Dadi turant khadi hui aur Veer ke paas aayi. Unhone uska chehra apne haathon me liya. "Mera bacha... tu theek hai na? Sar me dard toh nahi ho raha?"

Veer ne Dadi ke haath par apna haath rakha. Unki hatheli ki garmahat use acchi lagi. "Main theek hoon Dadi. Bas bhook lagi hai."

"Arre haan, naukar! Jaldi khana lagao!" Dadi ne chillakar kaha.

Khana parosa gaya. Veer ne dekha ki uski Aunty, Kavita, use bade gaur se dekh rahi hain. Kavita ek graceful aur attractive mahila thi, mid-40s me hone ke bawajood unne khud ko maintain kiya hua tha. Unki aankhon me Veer ke liye humesha ek soft corner tha, shayad isliye kyunki unka apna beta nahi tha.

"Veer," Kavita ne naram awaaz me pucha, "Tumhari college ki padhai kaisi chal rahi hai? Exams aa rahe hain."

Veer ne ek nivala muh me daala. Khana swadisht tha. Cultivation world ki pills aur raw meat ke muqable ye kisi daawat se kam nahi tha.

"Padhai..." Veer ne socha. Purane Veer ko to shayad ye bhi nahi pata hoga ki kaunsa course chal raha hai. Lekin yaadon ko tatolne par use pata chala—Business Management.

"Theek chal rahi hai, Chachi," Veer ne jawab diya. "Lekin mujhe lagta hai mujhe practical experience ki zyada zarurat hai. Kitabi baaton se business nahi chalta."

Yashvardhan ne phir se Veer ko ghoora. "Business? Tumhe business ki 'B' bhi pata hai? Maine socha tha tumhe company se dur hi rakhunga taaki tum dubo na do."

Veer ne paani ka sip liya aur glass wapas table par rakha. Awaaz tez nahi thi, par clear thi.

"Waqt badal raha hai Dadaji," Veer ki awaaz me ek gehri vibration thi. "Aur main bhi. Company humari hai, toh use sambhalna bhi mujhe hi padega aaj nahi toh kal. Aap kab tak akele bojh uthayenge?"

Yashvardhan ki aankhein phail gayi. Ye pehli baar tha jab Veer ne zimmedari lene ki baat ki thi. Unke chehre par gusse ki jagah ab soch ne le li thi.

Tabhi Veer ki nazar Priya par padi. Wo uske theek samne baithi thi. Jab Veer ne use dekha, to wo hadbada gayi aur paani ka glass gira diya.

"Sorry... sorry..." Priya ghabra kar table saaf karne lagi. Paani uski kurti par gir gaya tha, jisse kapda uske jism se chipak gaya. Bheegi hui kurti me uske curves halki si jhalak de rahe the.

Veer ne nazrein nahi hatayi. Wo shikar ko taadne wala shikaari tha. Uski aankhon me hawas nahi, balki appreciation thi.

"Aaram se, Priya," Veer ne tissue paper ka box uski taraf badhaya. "Koi baat nahi. Jalta hua paani nahi tha."

Priya ne tissue lete waqt Veer ki ungliyon ko chhua. Ek current sa dono ke beech doda. Priya ka chehra laal pad gaya aur wo waha se uth kar bhag gayi. "Main... main change karke aati hoon."

Veer ne use jaate hue dekha. Parivaar walo ko laga ye bas ek accident tha, lekin Veer samajh gaya tha. Priya ka reaction normal nahi tha. Uska aura unstable tha.

'Is ladki ke emotions control se bahar ho rahe hain,' Veer ne man me socha. 'Interesting.'

Nashta khatam karke Veer khada hua.

"Dadaji, main aaj college jaunga," Veer ne elaan kiya.

"Aaj hi? Doctor ne aaram..." Aunty ne bolna chaha.

"Main theek hoon Chachi," Veer ne unki baat kaat di, lekin pyaar se. "Ghar par baith kar dimaag kharab ho jayega. Thoda bahar ki hawa khaunga to behtar feel karunga."

Veer wahan se muda aur bahar porch ki taraf chal diya.

Garage me 10 se zyada luxury gaadiyan khadi thi. Ferrari, Lamborghini, Rolls Royce. Veer ki nazar ek Red Ferrari convertible par ruki.

"Too loud," usne socha.

Usne bagal me khadi Black Range Rover ki chabi uthayi. Badi, mazboot aur commanding. Bilkul waisi jaisa wo ab feel kar raha tha.

Driver bhaagta hua aaya. "Sir, main chaloon?"

"Nahi," Veer ne driving seat ka darwaza khola. "Aaj steering mere haath me rahegi."

Engine roar karke start hua. Veer ne gaadi ko gear me daala aur accelerator dabaya. Range Rover sher ki tarah gurraati hui mansion ke gate se bahar nikal gayi.

College... jahan uska asli khel shuru hone wala tha. Jahan Divya aur Riya uska intezaar kar rahi thi, bina ye jaane ki jo Veer unke paas aa raha hai, wo ab wo bechara aashiq nahi raha.

Wo ab ek Raja tha jo apni riyasat wapas lene aa raha tha.



Royal Imperial University. Ye sirf ek college nahi, balki desh ke sabse ameer aur taqatwar parivaaron ke bacchon ka adda tha. Yahan padhai se zyada power, paisa aur status ki baatein hoti thi.

Ek kaali Range Rover university ke main gate se andar daakhil hui. Engine ki gurrahat ne aas-paas chal rahe students ka dhyaan apni taraf kheench liya. Gaadi ki raftaar tez thi, lekin control bilkul sateek.

Gate par khade security guards ne number plate dekhte hi turant salam thoka. "Singhania" likha hua tha.

Veer ne gaadi ko parking lot ke VIP section me moda. Wahan pehle se hi kaafi luxury gaadiyan khadi thi—Porsches, BMWs, Audis. Lekin Veer ne apni Range Rover ko ek khaas jagah par roka. Ye spot 'Reserved' tha.

Gadi ka darwaza khula.

Sabse pehle ek mahenga black leather shoe zameen par pada. Phir Veer bahar nikla. Usne apni black shirt ke sleeves ko thoda aur upar chada liya tha, jisse uski kalai ki veins halki si ubhar aayi thi. Aankhon par kaala chashma tha jo uske emotions ko chupa raha tha.

Campus me sannata cha gaya.

Ladkiyan jo wahan khadi thi, apas me fusfusane lagi.

"Ye... ye Veer hai?" ek ladki ne apni saheli se pucha. "Ye to wahi loser hai na jo pichle hafte nashe me gir gaya tha?"

"Haan wahi hai," doosri ne hairani se kaha. "Lekin... aaj ye kuch alag lag raha hai. Iski height pehle itni thi kya? Aur wo shirt... damn, he looks hot."

Veer ne in baaton ko suna lekin ansuna kar diya. Asura General ke liye ye sab keede-makodo ki tarah the. Usne apni collar theek ki aur building ki taraf chal diya.

Tabhi, bheed me se ek rasta apne aap banne laga. Students dar kar ya izzat se peeche hatne lage.

Samne se ek ladki aa rahi thi.

Divya Rathore.

Final year ki student aur Rathore Group of Fashion ki young CEO. Uska aurat hona aur itni kam umar me business sambhalna pure college me mashoor tha.

Divya behad khubsurat thi. Uski height lagbhag 5'7" thi. Usne ek tight pencil skirt aur safed rang ki silk shirt pehni thi jo uske figure ko bakhubi dikha rahi thi. Uski kamar patli thi lekin hips bhare hue the, jo har kadam ke saath ek lay me hilte the. Shirt ke buttons thode tight the, jo uske ubhare hue seene ko jakde hue the.

Uski chaal me ek aisi akad thi jaise wo is puri duniya ki malkin ho. Heels ki 'tik-tik' awaaz patthar par gunj rahi thi.

Veer ruk gaya. Divya bhi ruk gayi.

Purana Veer Divya ke peeche paagalon ki tarah ghumta tha. Flowers bhejna, mehenge gifts dena, aur badle me sirf Divya ki beizzati sehna. Pura college jaanta tha ki Veer Singhania Divya Rathore ka paltu kutta hai.

Divya ne apni bahein cross ki aur Veer ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Uski aankhon me wahi purani nafrat aur ghamand tha.

"Tum wapas aa gaye?" Divya ki awaaz me thandak thi. "Maine suna tha tum marne wale ho. Bad luck, lagta hai bhagwan bhi tumhe apne paas nahi rakhna chahta."

Aas-paas khade students ki saansein atak gayi. Sabko laga ab Veer gidgidayega ya maafi mangega.

Lekin Veer hansa. Ek choti, thandi hansi.

Usne apna chashma utara aur Divya ki aankhon me seedha dekha. Uski nazar Divya ke chehre se hoti hui uske gale, phir uske seene aur aakhir me uski kamar tak gayi. Ye nazar kisi aashiq ki nahi thi, ye ek mard ki nazar thi jo ek aurat ko taad raha tha—bina kisi sharam ke.

Divya ko ajeeb mehsoos hua. Aaj tak kisi ne use aise nahi dekha tha. Veer ki aankhon me wo bhookh thi jo use nangi kar rahi thi. Wo thoda ghabra gayi lekin usne apna ghamand barkarar rakha.

"Kya ghoor rahe ho?" Divya ne gusse me kaha. "Meri raaste se hat jao. Mere paas tumhare jaise losers ke liye time nahi hai."

Veer dheere se aage badha. Wo Divya ke itne kareeb aa gaya ki Divya ko uski saans mehsoos hone lagi. Divya peeche hatna chahti thi par Veer ki aura ne use wahin jam diya.

Veer jhuka aur Divya ke kaan ke paas apna chehra le gaya. Divya ke shareer me ek siharan daud gayi.

"Rasta maanga nahi jaata, Divya," Veer ne fusfusate hue kaha, uski awaaz gehri aur bhari thi. "Rasta banaya jaata hai. Aur rahi baat loser ki... toh jald hi tumhe pata chal jayega ki asli loser kaun hai."

Veer ne wahan ruk kar uska jawab nahi suna. Wo seedha uske bagal se nikal gaya, jaise Divya wahan thi hi nahi. Jaate-jaate uska kandha halka sa Divya ke kandhe se takraya.

Divya wahan pathar ki murti bani khadi reh gayi. Uska dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Gussa? Haan. Lekin gusse se zyada hairani thi.

"Isne... isne mujhe ignore kiya?" Divya ne mud kar Veer ki taraf dekha jo ab building ke andar ja raha tha. "Veer Singhania... tumhari himmat kaise hui!"

Usne apni mutthi bheench li. Uski perfectly manicured nails uski hatheli me gadh gaye. Aaj tak sab uske peeche bhagte the, par aaj pehli baar kisi ne use peeche chod diya tha.

Veer corridors se guzarta hua apne classroom ki taraf badha. Uske dimaag me Divya ka chehra nahi, balki uski cultivation technique chal rahi thi.

"Yin Energy..." Veer ne man me socha. "Divya ki body me Yin Energy kaafi strong hai. Agar main uske saath dual cultivation karu, toh meri power jaldi recover ho sakti hai."

Tabhi corridor ke kone me use kuch shor sunayi diya. Kuch ladke ek duble-patle ladke ko gher kar khade the aur dhakka-mukki kar rahe the.

Veer ki nazar un par padi. Wo dubla ladka... wo Rahul tha. Veer ka iklauta dost. Vaisa dost jo sirf Veer ke paise ke liye nahi, balki uske liye khada rehta tha. Aur abhi wo musibat me tha.

Veer ke kadam us taraf mud gaye.

"Lagta hai aaj pehla shikaar mil gaya," Veer ne apni knuckles chatkayi.


Rahul zameen par gira hua tha. Uska chashma toot kar door ja gira tha, aur uske gaal par ek laal nishaan ubhar aaya tha. Uske kapde dhool se sane hue the aur shirt ka collar phata hua tha.

Uske saamne teen ladke khade the. Unme se beech wala ladka, Rocky, sabse zyada aggressive lag raha tha. Rocky college ki football team ka captain tha aur apne aap ko kisi gunde se kam nahi samajhta tha. Uske saath khade do chamche hans rahe the.

Rocky ne Rahul ke pet par ek laat maari.

"Kyu be? Kahan gaya tera wo Veer?" Rocky ne chillakar kaha. "Suna hai ICU me pada hai? Ab kaun bachayega tujhe? Wo khud toh chalne layak nahi bacha hoga."

Rahul ne dard se karahate hue apna pet pakad liya. Uski aankhon me aansu the, lekin darr ke saath-saath gussa bhi tha.

"Veer wapas aayega..." Rahul ne khashi ke beech kaha. "Aur jab wo aayega, toh tum sab bhaagte phiroge."

Rocky aur uske chamche zor se hanse.

"Abe sunn iski baatein!" Rocky ne jhuk kar Rahul ke baal pakad liye aur uska chehra upar uthaya. "Wo Veer ab khatam ho chuka hai. Aur aaj main tera wo haal karunga ki tu agle ek mahine tak hospital se bahar nahi aayega."

Rocky ne apna dusra haath uthaya, ek bhaari mukka maarne ke liye. Rahul ne darr ke maare apni aankhein band kar li.

Sannata.

Ek second beeta, do second beete. Mukka nahi padha.

Rahul ne dheere se apni aankhein kholi.

Rocky ka haath hawa me hi ruka hua tha. Nahi, ruka nahi tha, kisi ne use pakad rakha tha.

Rahul ki nazrein us haath se hoti hui upar gayi. Ek kaala suit, powerful shoulders, aur wo chehra...

Veer.

Lekin ye wo purana Veer nahi tha. Rocky ki kalai Veer ki pakad me aise thi jaise kisi lohe ke shikanje me phans gayi ho. Veer ke chehre par koi gussa nahi tha, bas ek thandi, shant expression thi jo kisi tufaan ke aane se pehle hoti hai.

"Haath..." Veer ne dheemi lekin bhaari awaaz me kaha. "Haath wahin uthana chahiye jahan aukaat ho."

Rocky ne apna haath chhudane ki koshish ki, lekin Veer ki pakad kisi chattaan jaisi mazboot thi. Rocky ki aankhon me pehli baar darr dikha.

"Veer? Tu... tu chhod mujhe!" Rocky ne chillaya, lekin uski awaaz me kampan thi.

Veer ne halki si muskaan di. Wo muskaan dekh kar Rocky ke saath khade ladko ke rongte khade ho gaye.

"Chhod doon?" Veer ne pucha. "Kyu? Abhi toh khel shuru hua hai."

Agale hi pal, Veer ne Rocky ki kalai ko ek jhatke se mod diya.

*Crack.*

Haddi tootne ki awaaz itni tez thi ki pure corridor me sannata cha gaya.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Rocky ki cheekh nikal gayi. Wo ghutno ke bal zameen par gir gaya, apna haath pakad kar rone laga.

Baaki dono ladke Veer ki taraf lapke. Ek ne Veer ko peeche se pakadne ki koshish ki.

Veer bina mudde hi jhuka aur apni kohni peeche wale ladke ki naak par de maari. Ek aur *crack* ki awaaz aayi aur wo ladka khoon se lathpath hokar peeche gira.

Teesra ladka darr ke maare wahin jam gaya. Veer uski taraf dheere se muda. Uski aankhon me ek laal chamak thi, jo cultivation world ke 'Killing Intent' ki nishani thi.

"Bhaag," Veer ne sirf ek shabd kaha.

Wo ladka wahan se ulte paon bhaaga, apne doston ko wahin tadapta chhod kar.

Veer ne Rocky ke baal pakde aur uska chehra upar kiya. Rocky ab rora raha tha, uska pura ghamand mitti me mil chuka tha.

"Aaj ke baad," Veer ne Rocky ki aankhon me aankhein daal kar kaha, "Agar tune ya tere kisi bhi aadmi ne Rahul ki taraf aankh utha kar bhi dekha, toh main teri gardan todne me ek second bhi nahi lagaunga. Samajh gaya?"

Rocky ne tezi se haan me gardan hilayi.

Veer ne use jhatke se chhod diya. Rocky zameen par gir kar tadapne laga. Veer ne apni shirt ki aasteen jhaadi, jaise wahan koi gandagi lag gayi ho.

Bheed jam gayi thi. Sab log hairani se Veer ko dekh rahe the. Ye wo Veer nahi tha jo ladayi me sabse pehle bhaag jata tha ya apne bodyguards ko bulata tha. Ye Veer khud ek hatyar tha.

Veer Rahul ke paas gaya aur apna haath aage badhaya.

Rahul abhi bhi shock me tha. Usne Veer ka haath pakda. Veer ne ek hi jhatke me use khada kar diya.

"Theek hai tu?" Veer ne pucha.

Rahul ne apne kapde jhaade aur Veer ko gale laga liya. "Bhai... mujhe laga aaj main gaya. Tu... tu badal gaya hai yaar. Ye taqat... ye gussa..."

Veer ne Rahul ki peeth thap-thapayi. Cultivation world me dosti kamzori hoti thi, lekin is duniya me, Rahul jaisa loyal dost ek asset tha.

"Waqt badal gaya hai, Rahul," Veer ne kaha, uski nazar bheed me khadi Divya par padi jo door se ye sab dekh rahi thi. "Aur ab raaj bhi badlega."

Veer ne Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha. "Chal, cafeteria chalte hain. Mujhe bhook lagi hai aur tujhe ek naye chashme ki zarurat hai."

Dono wahan se nikal gaye, peeche chhod gaye ek darr ka mahual aur ek saaf paigaam—Veer Singhania wapas aa gaya hai, aur wo pehle se kahin zyada khatarnaak hai.

Lekin Veer janta tha ki ye bas shuruwat hai. Uska asli dushman Rocky jaisa sadak chaap gunda nahi tha. Uska asli dushman wo log the jo shadows me chhupe the. Aur sabse badi chunauti thi—apni cultivation wapas paana.

Kyuki bina cultivation ke, wo sirf ek sher hai jiske daant nahi hain.

Aur usse apne daant wapas chahiye the.


Cafeteria me ghuste hi mahual badal gaya. Ye koi mamooli canteen nahi thi, balki kisi 5-star restaurant jaisa hall tha. Glass walls se pura campus dikhta tha, aur AC ki thandi hawa me mehengi coffee aur fresh baked croissants ki khushbu ghuli hui thi.

Lekin jaise hi Veer ne andar kadam rakha, chammach aur plates ki aawazein dheemi pad gayi.

Veer ke peeche Rahul chal raha tha, jo abhi bhi thoda sehma hua tha lekin uska seena pehle se thoda chauda ho gaya tha. Aakhirkar, pure college ke sabse bade gunde Rocky ko uske dost ne kuch seconds me dhool chata di thi.

Veer seedha food counter par gaya.

"Do grilled chicken breasts, paanch boiled eggs, ek bada bowl salad, aur black coffee. No sugar," Veer ne order diya.

Counter par khada staff member hadbada gaya. Purana Veer hamesha junk food, pizza ya burger mangata tha. Ye healthy aur heavy protein diet?

"Jaldi," Veer ne apni ungli counter par bajayi.

Khana lekar Veer ek khali table par baith gaya. Rahul uske saamne baitha, abhi bhi Veer ko aise dekh raha tha jaise wo koi alien ho.

"Bhai..." Rahul ne aakhirkar chuppi todi. "Tune wo kaise kiya? Matlab... Rocky ka haath tune aise pakda jaise wo koi baccha ho. Tune koi secret training li hai kya behoshi ke dauran?"

Veer ne chicken ka ek bada tukda muh me daala aur use ache se chabaya. Is sharir ko recover karne ke liye bahut saare nutrition ki zarurat thi. Uski muscles cheekh rahi thi. Rocky ki kalai todte waqt usne apni muscle strength ka nahi, balki technique ka istemal kiya tha, phir bhi is kamzor sharir par uska asar hua tha. Uski kalai me halka dard ho raha tha.

"Training nahi, Rahul," Veer ne paani ka ghunt bhara. "Bas samajh le ki neend se jaag gaya hoon. Ab tak jo Veer soya hua tha, wo mar chuka hai."

Rahul ne kuch aur puchna chaha par Veer ki aankhon me wo gehraai dekh kar ruk gaya.

Tabhi cafeteria ke darwaze par hulchul hui.

Ek ladki andar aayi. Riya Sharma.

College ki topper aur Student Council President.

Riya behad simple thi, lekin uski sadgi me bhi ek alag hi nasha tha. Usne ek white salwar kameez pehni thi, aur gale me dupatta lipta hua tha. Chehre par koi makeup nahi, bas aankhon me kajal aur honthon par natural pink rang. Uske haath me moti moti kitabein thi. Wo chalti thi toh aisa lagta tha jaise hawa bhi adab se rasta de rahi ho.

Lekin Veer ki nazar uski khubsurti par nahi thi. Uski nazar uske aura par thi.

Veer ki cultivation wali aankhon ne turant notice kiya—Riya ke sharir se ek nili rang ki thandi aura nikal rahi thi.

*Extreme Yin Body.*

Veer ke honthon par ek shaitani muskaan aa gayi. Cultivation world me aisi body wali ladkiyan khazaane se kam nahi hoti thi. Agar wo Riya ke saath dual cultivation kare, toh uski power rocket ki speed se badhegi. Aur badle me Riya ko bhi faayda hoga.

"Wo dekh," Rahul ne Veer ki nazar ka peecha kiya. "Riya Sharma. Bhai, iske chakkar me mat padna. Ye 'Ice Queen' hai. Aaj tak kisi ladke se seedhe muh baat nahi ki hai isne. Rocky ne bhi try kiya tha, principal se suspend karwa diya tha usne."

Veer ne coffee ka aakhiri ghunt piya aur cup ko table par rakha.

"Ice Queen?" Veer ne Riya ko dekha jo ek kone wali table par akele baith kar padhai karne lagi thi. "Baraf jitni sakht hoti hai, pighalne ke baad utni hi naram paani ban jati hai. Bas sahi aag ki zarurat hoti hai."

Rahul ne apna sar pit liya. "Tu nahi sudhrega. Abhi abhi maut ke muh se wapas aaya hai aur phir se ladkiyan?"

Veer khada ho gaya. Uske sharir me ab thodi urja wapas aa gayi thi.

"Ye sirf ladki nahi hai Rahul," Veer ne man hi man kaha. "Ye meri power source hai."

Veer ne apni pocket check ki. Phone aur wallet wahi the.

"Sunn," Veer ne Rahul se kaha. "Mujhe kuch zaroori kaam hai. Tu class ja. Agar Rocky ya uska koi banda pareshan kare, toh bas mera naam lena."

Veer cafeteria se bahar nikal gaya, lekin jaate-jaate usne Riya ki taraf ek aakhiri nazar daali. Riya ne bhi mehsoos kiya ki koi use dekh raha hai. Usne sar utha kar dekha, lekin tab tak Veer ja chuka tha. Bas darwaze par uski lambi parchhayi reh gayi thi.

Riya ko ek ajeeb si becheni mehsoos hui. Aaj tak kisi ki nazar me itna dam nahi tha jo use apni kitaabon se dhyan hatane par majboor kare.

"Kaun tha wo?" Riya ne khud se pucha.

Bahar nikal kar Veer ne apni Range Rover ki taraf chalna shuru kiya. Dhoop tez thi, lekin Veer ko accha lag raha tha.

"Step 1: Dominance establish karna—Done."
"Step 2: Resource dhundna—Riya mil gayi."
"Step 3: Body cultivation shuru karna."

Veer gaadi me baitha aur dashboard par rakha calendar dekha.

*Full Moon Night - 2 Days Left.*

"Do din," Veer ne steering wheel par haath fera. "Purnima ki raat ko is duniya ki Yin energy sabse zyada hoti hai. Us raat mujhe apni pehli cultivation cycle puri karni hogi. Tab tak mujhe apne sharir ko tayyar karna hoga."

Usne gaadi start ki. Engine ki gurrahat ke saath Veer Singhania, jo ab andar se Asura tha, apni nayi manzil ki taraf nikal pada.

Shikaar shuru ho chuka tha.

***
* **Characters Introduced:** Veer (Hero), Sunita (Mom), Priya (Cousin/Lover), Divya (Heroine 1 - Arrogant CEO), Riya (Heroine 2 - Ice Queen/Topper), Rahul (Sidekick), Rocky (Villain 1).
* **Current Goal:** Body recovery aur Full Moon night par cultivation start karna.

Superb plot

 

[buck]

Second update is very detailed very nice writing skills

 

[VISHU007]

Nice update

 

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**Scene: A luxurious, dimly lit bedroom. Silence hangs heavy in the air.**

Andhera... Gehra, anant andhera .

Veer ki aankhein achanak khul gayi. Ek tez saans uske gale se nikli, jaise koi paani ke andar se sadiyon baad bahar aya ho. Uska sharir pasine se lathpath tha, aur dil ki dhadkan kisi jung ke maidan me bajne wale dhol ki tarah tez thi.

"Yeh... yeh kaunsi jagah hai?" Veer ne karahate hue kaha. Uski awaaz me wo purani thakawat thi jo hazaron saalon ki ladaai ke baad aati hai.

Lekin jab usne apni awaaz suni, toh wo chaunk gaya. Yeh awaaz... yeh uski bhari, garajdaar 'Asura General' wali awaaz nahi thi. Yeh awaaz to kisi kamzor, naram ladke ki thi.

Usne apne haath utha kar dekhe. Gore, mulaayam haath , jin par talwar chalane ka ek bhi nishaan nahi tha. Na koi zakhm, na koi cultivation ki aura. Sirf ek ring thi, jo kisi mehange brand ki lag rahi thi.

"Mera sharir... meri cultivation base... sab gayab?" Uske dimaag me ek toofan sa uth khada hua.

Abhi wo khud ko sambhal hi raha tha ki achanak uske sar me ek tez dard utha. Aisa laga jaise kisi ne garam lohe ki salakh uske dimaag me ghusa di ho.

"Ahhh!" Veer ne apna sar pakad liya aur bed par gir gaya.

Yaadein.... Kisi aur ki yaadein uske dimaag me zabardasti ghus rahi thi. Ek ke baad ek tasveerein flash hone lagi.

*Ek ladka... ameeri me bigda hua... sharaab, ladkiyan, late night parties...*
*College me dadagiri...*
*Apni maa se be-rukhi se baat karna...*
*Priya... jo chupke se use dekhti thi...*
*Ek car accident... speed... crash... aur phir andhera.*

Dard dheere-dheere kam hua, aur Veer lambi saansein lene laga. Usne apni aankhein band ki aur un nayi yaadon ko analyze kiya.

"To main mar gaya tha..." Veer ne dheemi awaaz me khud se kaha, ek thandi muskurahat uske honthon par aa gayi. "Immortal Realm ka sabse khatarnaak cultivator, 'Blood Asura', apne dushmano ke jaal me phans kar maara gaya. Lekin kismat dekho... main khatam nahi hua. Main wapas aa gaya."

Usne kamre ki taraf dekha. Yeh koi gufa ya mahal nahi tha, balki ek modern, highly expensive bedroom tha. Walls par abstract art, ceiling par jhilmilata chandelier, aur samne ek bada sa mirror.

Veer ladkhadate hue mirror ke paas gaya.

Refelction me jo chehra dikha, wo behad handsome tha. Teekhi naak , gehri kaali aankhein, aur ek aisa face cut jo kisi model ko bhi sharma de. Lekin us chehre par jo expression tha, wo ab us purane 'Veer' ka nahi tha. Aankhon me ek aisi gehraayi aur thandak thi jo kisi shikaari janwar ki hoti hai.

"Is sharir ka naam bhi Veer hai..." Usne sheeshe me apni nayi identity ko ghoora. "Ek Rich Second Generation Playboy. Paisa bahut hai, power hai, lekin sharir andar se khokhla hai. Cultivation ke naam par zero."

Usne apni mutthi bheeni . Taaqat mehsoos nahi ho rahi thi.

"Kamzor," usne nafrat se kaha. "Bahut kamzor. Agar is waqt mera koi purana dushman yaha aa jaye, toh wo mujhe ek ungli se masal dega."

Tabhi darwaze par ek halki dastak (knock) hui.

"Veer? Beta, tum uth gaye?"

Ek naram, chinta se bhari awaaz bahar se aayi.

Veer ki nayi yaadon ne turant pehchaan liya. Yeh awaaz 'Sunita' ki thi. Is sharir ki maa. Wo aurat jo is bigde hue bete se apni jaan se zyada pyaar karti thi, bawajood iske ki purane Veer ne use hamesha dukh diya tha.

Veer ne ek gehri saans li. Cultivation world ke rules alag the, waha rishte kamzori hote the. Lekin is duniya me... is duniya me survival ke liye use is nayi pehchaan ko apnana hoga.

"Main theek hoon..." Veer ne jawab diya, koshish karke apni awaaz ko normal rakha.

Darwaza dheere se khula. Ek behad khoobsurat, middle-aged mahila andar aayi. Chehre par abhi bhi jawan ladkiyon jaisa nikhaar tha, lekin aankhon me thakawat aur chinta saaf dikh rahi thi. Usne ek saadi si saree pehni thi, jo uski elegance ko aur badha rahi thi.

Wo tezi se Veer ke paas aayi aur uska maatha chhua. Uski hatheli thandi aur naram thi.

"Tumhe hosh aa gaya... Bhagwan ka shukr hai," Sunita ki aankhein nam ho gayi. "Tum do din se behosh the, Veer. Doctor ne kaha tha accident minor tha, par tum uth hi nahi rahe the."

Veer ne uski aankhon me dekha. Waha sacha pyaar tha, aisa pyaar jo usne pichli zindagi me shayad hi kabhi dekha ho. Asura banne ke safar me usne sab kuch kho diya tha, lekin yaha... yaha use bana-banaya parivaar mil raha tha.

"Chinta mat karo, Maa," Veer ne pehli baar us shabd ka istemal kiya. Ajeeb laga, par bura nahi. "Main ab bilkul theek hoon. Bas thoda... thoda ajeeb lag raha hai."

Sunita ne use hairani se dekha. Purana Veer kabhi itne pyaar se baat nahi karta tha. Hamesha chid-chida rehta tha.

"Tum... tumne mujhe 'Maa' kaha?" uski awaaz thodi kaanp gayi.

Veer ne mehsoos kiya ki use acting karni hogi, lekin saath hi, wo apni asliyat chupa nahi sakta tha. Wo badal chuka hai.

"Haan," Veer ne uski aankhon me dekhte hue kaha, ek magnetic tone ke saath. "Accident ke baad... shayad dimaag thoda hil gaya hai. Ya shayad... mujhe samajh aa gaya hai ki kya zaroori hai."

Sunita ne use gale laga liya. Veer ka sharir ek pal ke liye stiff ho gaya, phir dheere se usne bhi apne haath uthaaye aur use halka sa thap-thapaya. Uski naak me Sunita ke baalon ki halki khushbu aayi.

Tabhi, darwaze par ek aur parchhayi dikhi.

Ek ladki khadi thi. College going age. Bholi si surat, aankhon me chashma, aur haath me kuch books. Yeh Priya thi. Veer ki cousin.

Wo darwaze par hi ruk gayi, Veer ko hosh me dekh kar uske chehre par ek raahat ki muskaan aayi, par wo andar aane se hichkicha rahi thi. Kyunki purana Veer use hamesha ignore karta tha ya mazak udata tha.

Veer ki nigaah Priya par padi. Uski cultivation world ki tej nazron ne turant notice kiya—ladki ke dil ki dhadkan tez thi aur wo baar-baar Veer ko chhup-chhup kar dekh rahi thi.

*So, this is the one who loves me silently,* Veer ne socha.

Khel ab shuru hua tha.

***


Sunita ne apni nazrein darwaze ki taraf ghumaayi jahan Priya khadi thi. Uske chehre par abhi bhi darr aur fikar saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Wo darwaze ki chaukhat par aise khadi thi jaise andar kadam rakhte hi koi dhamaka ho jayega.

Veer ne apni peeth seedhi ki aur bed ke headboard se tek laga li. Uski gehri kaali aankhein Priya par tiki hui thi. Purana Veer shayaad use dekh kar mooh pher leta ya koi ganda mazaak karta, lekin ye naya Veer alag tha. Uski nazar me ek aisi teekhi jaanch thi jo Priya ke dil ke aar-paar ho rahi thi.

Sunita ne naram awaaz me kaha, "Priya beta, wahin kyu khadi ho? Andar aao. Dekho, Veer hosh me aa gaya hai."

Priya ne ek baar Sunita ko dekha aur phir darrte hue Veer ki taraf. Usne dheere se ek kadam andar badhaya. Uske haathon me pakdi hui kitabein usne apni chhati se laga rakhi thi, jaise wo koi dhaal ho jo use Veer ke gusse se bacha sake.

Veer ne notice kiya ki Priya behad simple thi. Chashma pehne hue, bina makeup ke, baalon ko seedha baandhe hue. Lekin uski sadgi ke peeche ek chupi hui khubsurati thi jise sirf ek parakhi nazar hi dekh sakti thi. Uski skin saaf aur chamakdar thi, aur wo loose kapdo me bhi apna figure chupa nahi pa rahi thi. Uski saansein tez chal rahi thi, jis wajah se uska seena halka-halka upar neeche ho raha tha.

"Bhaiya..." Priya ki awaaz mushkil se gale se nikli. "Aap... aap theek hain?"

Veer ke kaano me 'Bhaiya' shabd gunja. Uske chehre par koi bhaav nahi aaya, lekin man hi man wo muskura utha. Cultivation world me rishte sirf naam ke hote the, aur yaha jazbaat the. Aur ye ladki, jo usse darr rahi thi, uski aankhon me chupa pyaar Veer se chupa nahi tha.

Veer ne apni gardan halki si jhukaayi aur seedha uski aankhon me dekha. "Main theek hoon, Priya. Tum wahan darwaze par aise khadi ho jaise main koi bhoot hoon."

Priya hairan reh gayi. Veer ki awaaz me wo purani kadwahat nahi thi. Ye awaaz shaant thi, bhari thi, aur isme ek ajeeb sa thahrao tha. Wo hadbada gayi.

"Nahi... wo bas... Doctor ne kaha tha aapko aaram ki zarurat hai isliye..." wo haklane lagi.

Sunita khushi se muskura uthi. Usne Veer ka haath apne haath me liya aur pyaar se sahlane lagi. "Dekha Priya? Maine kaha tha na bhagwan sab theek kar denge. Mera beta wapas aa gaya hai."

Veer ne apna haath Sunita ki pakad se nahi churaya. Use ye garmahat ajeeb lag rahi thi, par buri nahi. Uska dimaag abhi bhi tezi se chal raha tha. Use jald se jald is duniya ke baare me sab kuch samajhna tha. Apni taqat wapas paani thi. Is kamzor sharir ko badalna tha.

"Maa," Veer ne Sunita ki taraf dekha, "Mujhe thodi der akele rehna hai. Kuch sochna hai. Aur... mujhe bhook lagi hai."

Sunita ka chehra khil utha. "Haan, haan bilkul. Tumne do din se kuch nahi khaya. Main abhi tumhare liye soup aur juice lati hoon. Priya, chalo beta, Veer ko aaram karne do."

Priya ne ek aakhiri nazar Veer par daali. Uski aankhon me abhi bhi vishwas nahi ho raha tha ki Veer ne usse itne acche se baat ki. Wo Sunita ke peeche-peeche kamre se bahar nikal gayi.

Darwaza band hote hi kamre me phir se sannata cha gaya.

Veer ne ek lambi saans chhodi aur apni aankhein band kar li. Usne apna dhyan apne sharir ke andar lagaya. Cultivation world me ise Inner Sight kehte the.

Andhera. Pura sharir andar se khokhla tha.

"Meridians block hain," Veer ne khud se baat ki. "Haddiyan kamzor hain. Muscles me koi taqat nahi hai. Sirf dikhne me accha hai ye sharir, andar se kachra hai."

Wo bed se utha aur seedha bathroom ki taraf gaya.

Bathroom kisi 5-star hotel ke suite se kam nahi tha. Italian marble, bada sa jacuzzi, aur har tarah ki luxury suvidhayein. Veer ne washbasin ka nal khola aur thanda paani apne chehre par maara.

Paani ki boondein uske chehre se tapak kar uski chhati par girne lagi. Usne mirror me apne naye sharir ko gaur se dekha.

"Veer Singhania," usne apna naya naam dohraya. "Ek ameer baap ki bigdi hui aulad. College ka king, lekin asliyat me ek loser."

Usne apni T-shirt utaar kar phek di. Mirror me uska chest dikha. Thoda athletic tha par softness zyada thi. Koi scars nahi, koi muscles ki definition nahi jaisi ek warrior ki hoti hai.

"Mujhe shuruwat zero se karni hogi," Veer ki aankhon me ek laal rang ki chamak aayi jo ek second me gayab ho gayi. "Is duniya me cultivation ki energy bahut kam hai. Lekin yaha paisa aur power hi asli cultivation hai. Aur auratein..."

Uske dimaag me Priya ka chehra aaya, phir uski nayi maa Sunita ka pyaar, aur phir wo yaadein jo is sharir ki thi—Divya, Riya, aur baaki sab.

"Yaha ki cultivation ka tarika alag hoga," Veer ne ek towel uthaya aur apna chehra poncha. "Dheere-dheere... main sab kuch wapas paunga. Aur jo mera hai, wo sirf mera rahega."

Tabhi uski nazar bathroom ke shelf par rakhi ek bottle par padi. 'Aphrodisiac Pill'.

Veer ne use uthaya aur us par likha naam padha. Ye purane Veer ka saman tha. Wo hansa, ek khokhi hansi.

"Kamzor mard hi in cheezon ka sahara lete hain," usne bottle ko dustbin me phek diya. "Asura ko apni taqat badhane ke liye dawaiyon ki zarurat nahi hoti. Mera sharir hi meri sabse badi taqat banega."

Ab waqt tha is naye parivaar aur is nayi duniya ke niyam samajhne ka.


Veer bathroom se bahar nikla, uska sharir ab taaza aur saaf tha, lekin dimaag me hazaron saalon ki yojanaein chal rahi thi. Usne apne walk-in closet ka darwaza khola. Andar kisi showroom se kam kapde nahi the. Mehange suits, branded shirts, aur import kiye hue joote.

Purane Veer ka taste thoda bhadkau tha, chamkile rang aur show-off wala style. Lekin Asura General ko andhera pasand tha. Veer ne ek plain black silk shirt aur dark grey trouser chuni. Shirt pehente waqt usne upar ke do button khule rakhe, jisse uska chest halka sa dikh raha tha. Sleeves ko fold karke kohniyon tak chada liya.

Mirror me khud ko dekh kar wo santusht tha. Kaala rang uski nayi aura ke saath match kar raha tha. Ab wo sirf ek bigda hua ladka nahi, balki ek sota hua sher lag raha tha.

Kamre se bahar nikalte hi corridor me khade do naukar ghabra kar peeche hat gaye. Unke haath kaanp rahe the. Veer ne unki taraf dekha bhi nahi aur seedha seedhiyon ki taraf badh gaya.

Singhania Mansion behad vishal tha. Unchi chhat, bade chandeliers, aur har taraf ameeri ki chamak. Lekin is ghar ki hawa me ek ajeeb sa tanaav tha. Jaise har koi kisi tufaan ka intezaar kar raha ho.

Niche dining hall me pure parivaar ka jamawada tha.

Table ke head par, ek buzurg aadmi baithe the. Safed baal, chehre par gambhirta, aur aankhon me ek aisi sakhti jo kisi ko bhi dara de. Ye the Yashvardhan Singhania. Veer ke dada aur Singhania Empire ke malik. Unke haath me ek newspaper tha, lekin unka dhyan seedhiyon se utarte hue Veer par tha.

Unke bagal me Dadi baithi thi, jinka chehra chinta se bhara tha. Doosri taraf Veer ke Uncle, Rajesh, aur unki wife, Kavita baithe the. Priya bhi wahi kone me baithi thi, sir jhukaye hue, apne khaane ke saath khel rahi thi.

Jaise hi Veer hall me dakhil hua, sannata cha gaya.

Sirf chammach aur plate ke takrane ki awaaz band ho gayi. Sabki nazrein Veer par thi. Purana Veer aksar late uthta tha, nashe me hota tha, ya seedha bahar nikal jata tha bina kisi se baat kiye.

Lekin aaj... aaj Veer ki chaal me ek alag hi thahrao tha. Wo ladkhada nahi raha tha. Uske kadam sadhe hue aur bhari the.

"Aa gaya nawabzaada?" Yashvardhan ki awaaz goonji. Unhone newspaper table par patak diya. "Do din behosh rehne ke baad bhi sharam nahi aayi? Maine suna hai nashe me gaadi chala rahe the tum."

Pura hall seham gaya. Uncle Rajesh ne kuch bolne ki koshish ki, "Papaji, abhi wo theek hokar aaya hai..."

"Chup raho Rajesh!" Yashvardhan ne daant diya. "Tumhare laad-pyaar ne hi ise bigada hai. Jawan ladka hai, zimmedari ka koi ehsaas nahi. Sirf paisa udana aur ladkiyan ghumana aata hai ise."

Veer chupchap chalta raha aur apni chair ke paas aakar ruk gaya. Usne dada ki aankhon me dekha.

Pehle wo in aankhon se darta tha. Lekin ab? Ab Veer ko in boodhi aankhon me sirf ek thaka hua sher dikh raha tha jo apne pack ko bachane ki koshish kar raha hai.

Veer ne halki si muskaan di. Wo dheet muskaan nahi jo pehle deta tha, balki ek shaant, confident muskaan.

"Aage se dhyan rakhunga, Dadaji," Veer ne thande swar me kaha.

Yashvardhan jo agla taana maarne wale the, wo unke gale me hi atak gaya. Unhone hairani se Veer ko dekha. Veer ne kabhi apni galti nahi maani thi. Wo hamesha palat kar jawab deta tha ya chillata tha.

"Kya kaha tumne?" Yashvardhan ne shak se pucha.

"Maine kaha, aage se dhyan rakhunga," Veer ne chair khinchi aur baith gaya. Uski body language bilkul relaxed thi, jaise wo kisi raja ke singhasan par baitha ho. "Zindagi mili hai, toh uska sahi istemal karna chahiye. Bewakoofi me marna mujhe bhi pasand nahi."

Table par baithe har shakhs ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya. Even Priya ne bhi apna sir utha kar Veer ko dekha, uski aankhon me chamak aa gayi.

Dadi turant khadi hui aur Veer ke paas aayi. Unhone uska chehra apne haathon me liya. "Mera bacha... tu theek hai na? Sar me dard toh nahi ho raha?"

Veer ne Dadi ke haath par apna haath rakha. Unki hatheli ki garmahat use acchi lagi. "Main theek hoon Dadi. Bas bhook lagi hai."

"Arre haan, naukar! Jaldi khana lagao!" Dadi ne chillakar kaha.

Khana parosa gaya. Veer ne dekha ki uski Aunty, Kavita, use bade gaur se dekh rahi hain. Kavita ek graceful aur attractive mahila thi, mid-40s me hone ke bawajood unne khud ko maintain kiya hua tha. Unki aankhon me Veer ke liye humesha ek soft corner tha, shayad isliye kyunki unka apna beta nahi tha.

"Veer," Kavita ne naram awaaz me pucha, "Tumhari college ki padhai kaisi chal rahi hai? Exams aa rahe hain."

Veer ne ek nivala muh me daala. Khana swadisht tha. Cultivation world ki pills aur raw meat ke muqable ye kisi daawat se kam nahi tha.

"Padhai..." Veer ne socha. Purane Veer ko to shayad ye bhi nahi pata hoga ki kaunsa course chal raha hai. Lekin yaadon ko tatolne par use pata chala—Business Management.

"Theek chal rahi hai, Chachi," Veer ne jawab diya. "Lekin mujhe lagta hai mujhe practical experience ki zyada zarurat hai. Kitabi baaton se business nahi chalta."

Yashvardhan ne phir se Veer ko ghoora. "Business? Tumhe business ki 'B' bhi pata hai? Maine socha tha tumhe company se dur hi rakhunga taaki tum dubo na do."

Veer ne paani ka sip liya aur glass wapas table par rakha. Awaaz tez nahi thi, par clear thi.

"Waqt badal raha hai Dadaji," Veer ki awaaz me ek gehri vibration thi. "Aur main bhi. Company humari hai, toh use sambhalna bhi mujhe hi padega aaj nahi toh kal. Aap kab tak akele bojh uthayenge?"

Yashvardhan ki aankhein phail gayi. Ye pehli baar tha jab Veer ne zimmedari lene ki baat ki thi. Unke chehre par gusse ki jagah ab soch ne le li thi.

Tabhi Veer ki nazar Priya par padi. Wo uske theek samne baithi thi. Jab Veer ne use dekha, to wo hadbada gayi aur paani ka glass gira diya.

"Sorry... sorry..." Priya ghabra kar table saaf karne lagi. Paani uski kurti par gir gaya tha, jisse kapda uske jism se chipak gaya. Bheegi hui kurti me uske curves halki si jhalak de rahe the.

Veer ne nazrein nahi hatayi. Wo shikar ko taadne wala shikaari tha. Uski aankhon me hawas nahi, balki appreciation thi.

"Aaram se, Priya," Veer ne tissue paper ka box uski taraf badhaya. "Koi baat nahi. Jalta hua paani nahi tha."

Priya ne tissue lete waqt Veer ki ungliyon ko chhua. Ek current sa dono ke beech doda. Priya ka chehra laal pad gaya aur wo waha se uth kar bhag gayi. "Main... main change karke aati hoon."

Veer ne use jaate hue dekha. Parivaar walo ko laga ye bas ek accident tha, lekin Veer samajh gaya tha. Priya ka reaction normal nahi tha. Uska aura unstable tha.

'Is ladki ke emotions control se bahar ho rahe hain,' Veer ne man me socha. 'Interesting.'

Nashta khatam karke Veer khada hua.

"Dadaji, main aaj college jaunga," Veer ne elaan kiya.

"Aaj hi? Doctor ne aaram..." Aunty ne bolna chaha.

"Main theek hoon Chachi," Veer ne unki baat kaat di, lekin pyaar se. "Ghar par baith kar dimaag kharab ho jayega. Thoda bahar ki hawa khaunga to behtar feel karunga."

Veer wahan se muda aur bahar porch ki taraf chal diya.

Garage me 10 se zyada luxury gaadiyan khadi thi. Ferrari, Lamborghini, Rolls Royce. Veer ki nazar ek Red Ferrari convertible par ruki.

"Too loud," usne socha.

Usne bagal me khadi Black Range Rover ki chabi uthayi. Badi, mazboot aur commanding. Bilkul waisi jaisa wo ab feel kar raha tha.

Driver bhaagta hua aaya. "Sir, main chaloon?"

"Nahi," Veer ne driving seat ka darwaza khola. "Aaj steering mere haath me rahegi."

Engine roar karke start hua. Veer ne gaadi ko gear me daala aur accelerator dabaya. Range Rover sher ki tarah gurraati hui mansion ke gate se bahar nikal gayi.

College... jahan uska asli khel shuru hone wala tha. Jahan Divya aur Riya uska intezaar kar rahi thi, bina ye jaane ki jo Veer unke paas aa raha hai, wo ab wo bechara aashiq nahi raha.

Wo ab ek Raja tha jo apni riyasat wapas lene aa raha tha.



Royal Imperial University. Ye sirf ek college nahi, balki desh ke sabse ameer aur taqatwar parivaaron ke bacchon ka adda tha. Yahan padhai se zyada power, paisa aur status ki baatein hoti thi.

Ek kaali Range Rover university ke main gate se andar daakhil hui. Engine ki gurrahat ne aas-paas chal rahe students ka dhyaan apni taraf kheench liya. Gaadi ki raftaar tez thi, lekin control bilkul sateek.

Gate par khade security guards ne number plate dekhte hi turant salam thoka. "Singhania" likha hua tha.

Veer ne gaadi ko parking lot ke VIP section me moda. Wahan pehle se hi kaafi luxury gaadiyan khadi thi—Porsches, BMWs, Audis. Lekin Veer ne apni Range Rover ko ek khaas jagah par roka. Ye spot 'Reserved' tha.

Gadi ka darwaza khula.

Sabse pehle ek mahenga black leather shoe zameen par pada. Phir Veer bahar nikla. Usne apni black shirt ke sleeves ko thoda aur upar chada liya tha, jisse uski kalai ki veins halki si ubhar aayi thi. Aankhon par kaala chashma tha jo uske emotions ko chupa raha tha.

Campus me sannata cha gaya.

Ladkiyan jo wahan khadi thi, apas me fusfusane lagi.

"Ye... ye Veer hai?" ek ladki ne apni saheli se pucha. "Ye to wahi loser hai na jo pichle hafte nashe me gir gaya tha?"

"Haan wahi hai," doosri ne hairani se kaha. "Lekin... aaj ye kuch alag lag raha hai. Iski height pehle itni thi kya? Aur wo shirt... damn, he looks hot."

Veer ne in baaton ko suna lekin ansuna kar diya. Asura General ke liye ye sab keede-makodo ki tarah the. Usne apni collar theek ki aur building ki taraf chal diya.

Tabhi, bheed me se ek rasta apne aap banne laga. Students dar kar ya izzat se peeche hatne lage.

Samne se ek ladki aa rahi thi.

Divya Rathore.

Final year ki student aur Rathore Group of Fashion ki young CEO. Uska aurat hona aur itni kam umar me business sambhalna pure college me mashoor tha.

Divya behad khubsurat thi. Uski height lagbhag 5'7" thi. Usne ek tight pencil skirt aur safed rang ki silk shirt pehni thi jo uske figure ko bakhubi dikha rahi thi. Uski kamar patli thi lekin hips bhare hue the, jo har kadam ke saath ek lay me hilte the. Shirt ke buttons thode tight the, jo uske ubhare hue seene ko jakde hue the.

Uski chaal me ek aisi akad thi jaise wo is puri duniya ki malkin ho. Heels ki 'tik-tik' awaaz patthar par gunj rahi thi.

Veer ruk gaya. Divya bhi ruk gayi.

Purana Veer Divya ke peeche paagalon ki tarah ghumta tha. Flowers bhejna, mehenge gifts dena, aur badle me sirf Divya ki beizzati sehna. Pura college jaanta tha ki Veer Singhania Divya Rathore ka paltu kutta hai.

Divya ne apni bahein cross ki aur Veer ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Uski aankhon me wahi purani nafrat aur ghamand tha.

"Tum wapas aa gaye?" Divya ki awaaz me thandak thi. "Maine suna tha tum marne wale ho. Bad luck, lagta hai bhagwan bhi tumhe apne paas nahi rakhna chahta."

Aas-paas khade students ki saansein atak gayi. Sabko laga ab Veer gidgidayega ya maafi mangega.

Lekin Veer hansa. Ek choti, thandi hansi.

Usne apna chashma utara aur Divya ki aankhon me seedha dekha. Uski nazar Divya ke chehre se hoti hui uske gale, phir uske seene aur aakhir me uski kamar tak gayi. Ye nazar kisi aashiq ki nahi thi, ye ek mard ki nazar thi jo ek aurat ko taad raha tha—bina kisi sharam ke.

Divya ko ajeeb mehsoos hua. Aaj tak kisi ne use aise nahi dekha tha. Veer ki aankhon me wo bhookh thi jo use nangi kar rahi thi. Wo thoda ghabra gayi lekin usne apna ghamand barkarar rakha.

"Kya ghoor rahe ho?" Divya ne gusse me kaha. "Meri raaste se hat jao. Mere paas tumhare jaise losers ke liye time nahi hai."

Veer dheere se aage badha. Wo Divya ke itne kareeb aa gaya ki Divya ko uski saans mehsoos hone lagi. Divya peeche hatna chahti thi par Veer ki aura ne use wahin jam diya.

Veer jhuka aur Divya ke kaan ke paas apna chehra le gaya. Divya ke shareer me ek siharan daud gayi.

"Rasta maanga nahi jaata, Divya," Veer ne fusfusate hue kaha, uski awaaz gehri aur bhari thi. "Rasta banaya jaata hai. Aur rahi baat loser ki... toh jald hi tumhe pata chal jayega ki asli loser kaun hai."

Veer ne wahan ruk kar uska jawab nahi suna. Wo seedha uske bagal se nikal gaya, jaise Divya wahan thi hi nahi. Jaate-jaate uska kandha halka sa Divya ke kandhe se takraya.

Divya wahan pathar ki murti bani khadi reh gayi. Uska dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Gussa? Haan. Lekin gusse se zyada hairani thi.

"Isne... isne mujhe ignore kiya?" Divya ne mud kar Veer ki taraf dekha jo ab building ke andar ja raha tha. "Veer Singhania... tumhari himmat kaise hui!"

Usne apni mutthi bheench li. Uski perfectly manicured nails uski hatheli me gadh gaye. Aaj tak sab uske peeche bhagte the, par aaj pehli baar kisi ne use peeche chod diya tha.

Veer corridors se guzarta hua apne classroom ki taraf badha. Uske dimaag me Divya ka chehra nahi, balki uski cultivation technique chal rahi thi.

"Yin Energy..." Veer ne man me socha. "Divya ki body me Yin Energy kaafi strong hai. Agar main uske saath dual cultivation karu, toh meri power jaldi recover ho sakti hai."

Tabhi corridor ke kone me use kuch shor sunayi diya. Kuch ladke ek duble-patle ladke ko gher kar khade the aur dhakka-mukki kar rahe the.

Veer ki nazar un par padi. Wo dubla ladka... wo Rahul tha. Veer ka iklauta dost. Vaisa dost jo sirf Veer ke paise ke liye nahi, balki uske liye khada rehta tha. Aur abhi wo musibat me tha.

Veer ke kadam us taraf mud gaye.

"Lagta hai aaj pehla shikaar mil gaya," Veer ne apni knuckles chatkayi.


Rahul zameen par gira hua tha. Uska chashma toot kar door ja gira tha, aur uske gaal par ek laal nishaan ubhar aaya tha. Uske kapde dhool se sane hue the aur shirt ka collar phata hua tha.

Uske saamne teen ladke khade the. Unme se beech wala ladka, Rocky, sabse zyada aggressive lag raha tha. Rocky college ki football team ka captain tha aur apne aap ko kisi gunde se kam nahi samajhta tha. Uske saath khade do chamche hans rahe the.

Rocky ne Rahul ke pet par ek laat maari.

"Kyu be? Kahan gaya tera wo Veer?" Rocky ne chillakar kaha. "Suna hai ICU me pada hai? Ab kaun bachayega tujhe? Wo khud toh chalne layak nahi bacha hoga."

Rahul ne dard se karahate hue apna pet pakad liya. Uski aankhon me aansu the, lekin darr ke saath-saath gussa bhi tha.

"Veer wapas aayega..." Rahul ne khashi ke beech kaha. "Aur jab wo aayega, toh tum sab bhaagte phiroge."

Rocky aur uske chamche zor se hanse.

"Abe sunn iski baatein!" Rocky ne jhuk kar Rahul ke baal pakad liye aur uska chehra upar uthaya. "Wo Veer ab khatam ho chuka hai. Aur aaj main tera wo haal karunga ki tu agle ek mahine tak hospital se bahar nahi aayega."

Rocky ne apna dusra haath uthaya, ek bhaari mukka maarne ke liye. Rahul ne darr ke maare apni aankhein band kar li.

Sannata.

Ek second beeta, do second beete. Mukka nahi padha.

Rahul ne dheere se apni aankhein kholi.

Rocky ka haath hawa me hi ruka hua tha. Nahi, ruka nahi tha, kisi ne use pakad rakha tha.

Rahul ki nazrein us haath se hoti hui upar gayi. Ek kaala suit, powerful shoulders, aur wo chehra...

Veer.

Lekin ye wo purana Veer nahi tha. Rocky ki kalai Veer ki pakad me aise thi jaise kisi lohe ke shikanje me phans gayi ho. Veer ke chehre par koi gussa nahi tha, bas ek thandi, shant expression thi jo kisi tufaan ke aane se pehle hoti hai.

"Haath..." Veer ne dheemi lekin bhaari awaaz me kaha. "Haath wahin uthana chahiye jahan aukaat ho."

Rocky ne apna haath chhudane ki koshish ki, lekin Veer ki pakad kisi chattaan jaisi mazboot thi. Rocky ki aankhon me pehli baar darr dikha.

"Veer? Tu... tu chhod mujhe!" Rocky ne chillaya, lekin uski awaaz me kampan thi.

Veer ne halki si muskaan di. Wo muskaan dekh kar Rocky ke saath khade ladko ke rongte khade ho gaye.

"Chhod doon?" Veer ne pucha. "Kyu? Abhi toh khel shuru hua hai."

Agale hi pal, Veer ne Rocky ki kalai ko ek jhatke se mod diya.

*Crack.*

Haddi tootne ki awaaz itni tez thi ki pure corridor me sannata cha gaya.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Rocky ki cheekh nikal gayi. Wo ghutno ke bal zameen par gir gaya, apna haath pakad kar rone laga.

Baaki dono ladke Veer ki taraf lapke. Ek ne Veer ko peeche se pakadne ki koshish ki.

Veer bina mudde hi jhuka aur apni kohni peeche wale ladke ki naak par de maari. Ek aur *crack* ki awaaz aayi aur wo ladka khoon se lathpath hokar peeche gira.

Teesra ladka darr ke maare wahin jam gaya. Veer uski taraf dheere se muda. Uski aankhon me ek laal chamak thi, jo cultivation world ke 'Killing Intent' ki nishani thi.

"Bhaag," Veer ne sirf ek shabd kaha.

Wo ladka wahan se ulte paon bhaaga, apne doston ko wahin tadapta chhod kar.

Veer ne Rocky ke baal pakde aur uska chehra upar kiya. Rocky ab rora raha tha, uska pura ghamand mitti me mil chuka tha.

"Aaj ke baad," Veer ne Rocky ki aankhon me aankhein daal kar kaha, "Agar tune ya tere kisi bhi aadmi ne Rahul ki taraf aankh utha kar bhi dekha, toh main teri gardan todne me ek second bhi nahi lagaunga. Samajh gaya?"

Rocky ne tezi se haan me gardan hilayi.

Veer ne use jhatke se chhod diya. Rocky zameen par gir kar tadapne laga. Veer ne apni shirt ki aasteen jhaadi, jaise wahan koi gandagi lag gayi ho.

Bheed jam gayi thi. Sab log hairani se Veer ko dekh rahe the. Ye wo Veer nahi tha jo ladayi me sabse pehle bhaag jata tha ya apne bodyguards ko bulata tha. Ye Veer khud ek hatyar tha.

Veer Rahul ke paas gaya aur apna haath aage badhaya.

Rahul abhi bhi shock me tha. Usne Veer ka haath pakda. Veer ne ek hi jhatke me use khada kar diya.

"Theek hai tu?" Veer ne pucha.

Rahul ne apne kapde jhaade aur Veer ko gale laga liya. "Bhai... mujhe laga aaj main gaya. Tu... tu badal gaya hai yaar. Ye taqat... ye gussa..."

Veer ne Rahul ki peeth thap-thapayi. Cultivation world me dosti kamzori hoti thi, lekin is duniya me, Rahul jaisa loyal dost ek asset tha.

"Waqt badal gaya hai, Rahul," Veer ne kaha, uski nazar bheed me khadi Divya par padi jo door se ye sab dekh rahi thi. "Aur ab raaj bhi badlega."

Veer ne Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha. "Chal, cafeteria chalte hain. Mujhe bhook lagi hai aur tujhe ek naye chashme ki zarurat hai."

Dono wahan se nikal gaye, peeche chhod gaye ek darr ka mahual aur ek saaf paigaam—Veer Singhania wapas aa gaya hai, aur wo pehle se kahin zyada khatarnaak hai.

Lekin Veer janta tha ki ye bas shuruwat hai. Uska asli dushman Rocky jaisa sadak chaap gunda nahi tha. Uska asli dushman wo log the jo shadows me chhupe the. Aur sabse badi chunauti thi—apni cultivation wapas paana.

Kyuki bina cultivation ke, wo sirf ek sher hai jiske daant nahi hain.

Aur usse apne daant wapas chahiye the.


Cafeteria me ghuste hi mahual badal gaya. Ye koi mamooli canteen nahi thi, balki kisi 5-star restaurant jaisa hall tha. Glass walls se pura campus dikhta tha, aur AC ki thandi hawa me mehengi coffee aur fresh baked croissants ki khushbu ghuli hui thi.

Lekin jaise hi Veer ne andar kadam rakha, chammach aur plates ki aawazein dheemi pad gayi.

Veer ke peeche Rahul chal raha tha, jo abhi bhi thoda sehma hua tha lekin uska seena pehle se thoda chauda ho gaya tha. Aakhirkar, pure college ke sabse bade gunde Rocky ko uske dost ne kuch seconds me dhool chata di thi.

Veer seedha food counter par gaya.

"Do grilled chicken breasts, paanch boiled eggs, ek bada bowl salad, aur black coffee. No sugar," Veer ne order diya.

Counter par khada staff member hadbada gaya. Purana Veer hamesha junk food, pizza ya burger mangata tha. Ye healthy aur heavy protein diet?

"Jaldi," Veer ne apni ungli counter par bajayi.

Khana lekar Veer ek khali table par baith gaya. Rahul uske saamne baitha, abhi bhi Veer ko aise dekh raha tha jaise wo koi alien ho.

"Bhai..." Rahul ne aakhirkar chuppi todi. "Tune wo kaise kiya? Matlab... Rocky ka haath tune aise pakda jaise wo koi baccha ho. Tune koi secret training li hai kya behoshi ke dauran?"

Veer ne chicken ka ek bada tukda muh me daala aur use ache se chabaya. Is sharir ko recover karne ke liye bahut saare nutrition ki zarurat thi. Uski muscles cheekh rahi thi. Rocky ki kalai todte waqt usne apni muscle strength ka nahi, balki technique ka istemal kiya tha, phir bhi is kamzor sharir par uska asar hua tha. Uski kalai me halka dard ho raha tha.

"Training nahi, Rahul," Veer ne paani ka ghunt bhara. "Bas samajh le ki neend se jaag gaya hoon. Ab tak jo Veer soya hua tha, wo mar chuka hai."

Rahul ne kuch aur puchna chaha par Veer ki aankhon me wo gehraai dekh kar ruk gaya.

Tabhi cafeteria ke darwaze par hulchul hui.

Ek ladki andar aayi. Riya Sharma.

College ki topper aur Student Council President.

Riya behad simple thi, lekin uski sadgi me bhi ek alag hi nasha tha. Usne ek white salwar kameez pehni thi, aur gale me dupatta lipta hua tha. Chehre par koi makeup nahi, bas aankhon me kajal aur honthon par natural pink rang. Uske haath me moti moti kitabein thi. Wo chalti thi toh aisa lagta tha jaise hawa bhi adab se rasta de rahi ho.

Lekin Veer ki nazar uski khubsurti par nahi thi. Uski nazar uske aura par thi.

Veer ki cultivation wali aankhon ne turant notice kiya—Riya ke sharir se ek nili rang ki thandi aura nikal rahi thi.

*Extreme Yin Body.*

Veer ke honthon par ek shaitani muskaan aa gayi. Cultivation world me aisi body wali ladkiyan khazaane se kam nahi hoti thi. Agar wo Riya ke saath dual cultivation kare, toh uski power rocket ki speed se badhegi. Aur badle me Riya ko bhi faayda hoga.

"Wo dekh," Rahul ne Veer ki nazar ka peecha kiya. "Riya Sharma. Bhai, iske chakkar me mat padna. Ye 'Ice Queen' hai. Aaj tak kisi ladke se seedhe muh baat nahi ki hai isne. Rocky ne bhi try kiya tha, principal se suspend karwa diya tha usne."

Veer ne coffee ka aakhiri ghunt piya aur cup ko table par rakha.

"Ice Queen?" Veer ne Riya ko dekha jo ek kone wali table par akele baith kar padhai karne lagi thi. "Baraf jitni sakht hoti hai, pighalne ke baad utni hi naram paani ban jati hai. Bas sahi aag ki zarurat hoti hai."

Rahul ne apna sar pit liya. "Tu nahi sudhrega. Abhi abhi maut ke muh se wapas aaya hai aur phir se ladkiyan?"

Veer khada ho gaya. Uske sharir me ab thodi urja wapas aa gayi thi.

"Ye sirf ladki nahi hai Rahul," Veer ne man hi man kaha. "Ye meri power source hai."

Veer ne apni pocket check ki. Phone aur wallet wahi the.

"Sunn," Veer ne Rahul se kaha. "Mujhe kuch zaroori kaam hai. Tu class ja. Agar Rocky ya uska koi banda pareshan kare, toh bas mera naam lena."

Veer cafeteria se bahar nikal gaya, lekin jaate-jaate usne Riya ki taraf ek aakhiri nazar daali. Riya ne bhi mehsoos kiya ki koi use dekh raha hai. Usne sar utha kar dekha, lekin tab tak Veer ja chuka tha. Bas darwaze par uski lambi parchhayi reh gayi thi.

Riya ko ek ajeeb si becheni mehsoos hui. Aaj tak kisi ki nazar me itna dam nahi tha jo use apni kitaabon se dhyan hatane par majboor kare.

"Kaun tha wo?" Riya ne khud se pucha.

Bahar nikal kar Veer ne apni Range Rover ki taraf chalna shuru kiya. Dhoop tez thi, lekin Veer ko accha lag raha tha.

"Step 1: Dominance establish karna—Done."
"Step 2: Resource dhundna—Riya mil gayi."
"Step 3: Body cultivation shuru karna."

Veer gaadi me baitha aur dashboard par rakha calendar dekha.

*Full Moon Night - 2 Days Left.*

"Do din," Veer ne steering wheel par haath fera. "Purnima ki raat ko is duniya ki Yin energy sabse zyada hoti hai. Us raat mujhe apni pehli cultivation cycle puri karni hogi. Tab tak mujhe apne sharir ko tayyar karna hoga."

Usne gaadi start ki. Engine ki gurrahat ke saath Veer Singhania, jo ab andar se Asura tha, apni nayi manzil ki taraf nikal pada.

Shikaar shuru ho chuka tha.

***
* **Characters Introduced:** Veer (Hero), Sunita (Mom), Priya (Cousin/Lover), Divya (Heroine 1 - Arrogant CEO), Riya (Heroine 2 - Ice Queen/Topper), Rahul (Sidekick), Rocky (Villain 1).
* **Current Goal:** Body recovery aur Full Moon night par cultivation start karna.

Amazing story plot Take a bow.
The efforts you put in the very first update fabulous amazing man. It feels like a Netflix level series. All characters intros keep the story at high. For the next chapter stakes are very high

 

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𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝟶𝟸 ◔_◔

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧​

**Scene: Old City Market. An area filled with the aroma of spices, ancient herbs, and dust.**

Dophar ki dhoop tez thi, lekin Range Rover ke andar ka mausam thanda aur shaant tha. Veer ne gaadi ek purani, tang gali ke bahar rok di. Yahan gaadi andar nahi ja sakti thi.

Ye wo ilaka tha jahan shehar ke sabse purane aur asli Ayurvedic dawaaiyan aur jari-bootiyan milti thi. Modern hospitals me wo ilaaj nahi tha jo Veer ko chahiye tha. Use apne sharir ki 'Marrow Cleansing' karni thi.

Veer gaadi se utra. Usne apna kaala chashma wapas aankhon par lagaya. Suit-boot me wo is bheed-bhaad wale ilake me kisi movie star jaisa lag raha tha. Log mud-mud kar use dekh rahe the. Paseene se tar-batar mazdoor aur thele wale rasta dene ke liye khud-b-khud peeche hat gaye.

Uski naak me sadak ki dhool aur masalon ki teekhi khushbu aayi.

"Kamzor hawa," Veer ne man me socha. "Lekin kaam chalana padega."

Wo chalta hua ek purani dukaan ke samne ruka. Dukaan ke bahar lakdi ka board laga tha—'Gupta Aushadhalaya - Since 1950'.

Andar ghuste hi sookhi hui pattiyon aur camphor ki tez mehak ne uska swagat kiya. Dukaan andar se kaafi gehri thi, aur deewaron par kaanch ke hazaron jars rakhe hue the.

Counter par ek buzurg aadmi baitha tha, aankhon par mota chashma lagaye hue. Wo kisi purani kitab me hisaab likh raha tha.

"Ginseng chahiye. Wild Ginseng. Kam se kam 50 saal purana," Veer ki awaaz dukaan me goonji.

Buzurg ne chauk kar sar uthaya. Usne Veer ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Ek ameer shehri ladka, jo shayad shauk ke liye aaya hai.

"Beta, yahan asli maal milta hai, khilona nahi," Dukandar ne laparwahi se kaha aur wapas likhne laga. "50 saal purana Ginseng dhundna aasaan nahi hai. Aur agar mil bhi gaya, toh tumhari pocket money kam pad jayegi."

Veer ke honthon par ek halki si muskaan aayi.

"Paisa meri chinta nahi hai, kaka," Veer ne counter par apni platinum credit card phenk di. Card ki metallic awaaz ne dukandar ka dhyan kheench liya. "Maal dikhao. Agar asli hua, toh muh maangi keemat dunga. Agar nakli hua..." Veer jhuka aur dukandar ki aankhon me dekha, "...toh ye dukaan aaj aakhiri baar khuli hogi."

Dukandar ki kalam ruk gayi. Veer ki aankhon me jo thandak thi, usne buzurg ki reedh ki haddi me siharan paida kar di. Ye koi mamooli ameerzaada nahi tha.

Buzurg turant khada hua aur andar wale kamre me gaya. Kuch hi der me wo ek chota sa lakdi ka box lekar wapas aaya.

Usne box khola. Andar ek jhutri-daar, sookhi hui jad rakhi thi.

"Ye dekho," Dukandar ne garv se kaha. "Pahaadi Ginseng. 60 saal purana."

Veer ne use haath nahi lagaya. Usne bas ek gehri saans li aur us jad ki khushbu ko soongha. Cultivator hone ke naate, wo energy sense kar sakta tha.

"Kachra," Veer ne thande swar me kaha.

"Kya?" Dukandar bhadak gaya. "Tumhe pata bhi hai ye kya cheez hai?"

"Ye 60 saal purana nahi, mushkil se 10 saal purana farm-grown Ginseng hai," Veer ne box ko ungli se dur dhakel diya. "Isme 'Qi' energy bilkul bhi nahi hai. Mujhe wo maal dikhao jo tumne basement me chhupa kar rakha hai. Wo, jo tumhaare dada chhod kar gaye the."

Dukandar ka chehra safed pad gaya. "Tum... tumhe kaise pata...?"

"Mere paas waqt nahi hai," Veer ne ghadi dekhi. "Agar tum nahi doge, toh main puri dukaan khareed kar khud dhund lunga."

Dukandar ab kaanpne laga tha. Usne samajh liya ki ye aadmi khatarnaak hai. Wo phir se andar gaya aur is baar ek lohe ki tijori se ek laal rang ka kapda lekar aaya.

Kapda hatate hi, poori dukaan me ek ajeeb si mithi aur earthy khushbu phail gayi.

Ek ajeeb sa, insaan ke aakar ka Ginseng rakha tha. Uski jaden zinda lag rahi thi.

Veer ki aankhon me chamak aa gayi.

"Haan... ye hai asli cheez," Veer ne socha. "Isme thodi bahut Spiritual Energy hai. Is duniya ke hisaab se ye kisi khazaane se kam nahi."

"Pack kar do," Veer ne kaha. "Aur saath me 1 kilo Kesar, asli Shilajit, aur kuch Musk (Kasturi) bhi."

Dukandar ne bina koi sawal kiye sab kuch pack kar diya. Bill banaya gaya—5 Lakh rupaye.

Veer ne bina dekhe PIN dala aur saman utha liya.

Bahar nikalte waqt Veer ne dukandar se kaha, "Agli baar jab main aaun, toh mujhe sawal nahi, sirf maal chahiye."

Dukandar ne bas haan me sar hilaya, uske mathe se paseena tapak raha tha.

Saman lekar Veer wapas gaadi me baitha.

"Material mil gaya," Veer ne bag ko passenger seat par rakha. "Ab bas ek sahi jagah chahiye jahan main inka istemal karke apne meridians khol sakun."

Ghar? Nahi. Mansion me bahut shor-sharaba hai. Log aate-jaate rehte hain.

Veer ko yaad aaya. Singhania Empire ka ek purana Farmhouse tha, shahar se thoda dur. Wahan koi nahi jata tha. Ekdum shaant aur secluded.

"Driver," Veer ne khud se kaha, kyunki wo khud hi drive kar raha tha. "Destination: Farmhouse."

Gaadi start hui aur shahar ke shor se door, sunsaan sadakon ki taraf badh gayi.

Raste me Veer ko apne sharir me ek ajeeb si garmi mehsoos hone lagi. Ye us 'Aphrodisiac Pill' ka asar nahi tha jo usne phek di thi. Ye uske naye, jawan sharir ki natural garmi thi.

"Is body me hormones ka level bahut high hai," Veer ne notice kiya. "Har ladki ko dekh kar ek natural reaction hota hai. Divya, Riya, Priya... sab ki tasveerein dimaag me aa rahi hain."

Usne rearview mirror me apni aankhein dekhi. Wo halki laal ho rahi thi.

"Cultivation shuru karte hi meri libido aur badh jayegi," Veer muskuraaya. "Lagta hai mujhe jald hi kisi 'Dual Cultivation' partner ki zarurat padne wali hai. Warna ye aag mujhe hi jala degi."

Farmhouse pahunch kar sabse pehla kaam—Body tempering.

Lekin wahan pahunchte hi Veer ne dekha ki gate ka taala toota hua hai. Koi andar tha.

"Interesting," Veer ne gaadi ki headlights band ki aur car ko gate se thoda pehle rok diya. "Lagta hai mere 'shikaar' khud chal kar mere paas aa rahe hain."

Usne glove box se ek sharp paper cutter uthaya. Filhal ke liye yahi uska hathyar tha.

Veer gaadi se utra aur andhere me farmhouse ki taraf badha, bilkul ek saaye ki tarah.

Andhera gehra tha aur farmhouse ke charo taraf ugi hui jhaadiyan Veer ko chhupne ke liye behtareen cover de rahi thi. Hawa shaant thi bas sukhe patton par Veer ke dabe hue kadmon ki halki si aahat ho rahi thi.

Veer mukhya imarat ke kareeb pahuncha. Khidkiyon se peeli roshni bahar aa rahi thi. Andar se logon ke hasne aur baat karne ki awaazein saaf sunayi de rahi thi.

Veer ne deewar se sat kar khidki ke andar jhaanka.

Hall me chaar log baithe the. Chaaron hट्टे-katte the aur unke chehron par wahshiyat thi. Beech me ek table par sharaab ki botalein aur taash ke patte bikhre hue the. Kone me kuch bade lakdi ke bakse rakhe the jin par Fragile likha hua tha.

Ek ganja aadmi jiske haath me murge ki tang thi bola ki Boss ne kaha hai maal kal subah nikalna hai. Ye jagah surakshit hai. Singhania khandaan yahan saalon se nahi aaya.

Dusra aadmi jiske gaal par ek bada sa katu ka nishan tha wo hansa aur bola ki sahi kaha wo ameerzaade apne mehalon me so rahe honge. Unhe kya pata unke farmhouse me hum unhi ki zameen par apna dhanda chala rahe hain.

Veer ki aankhein thandi ho gayi. Ye mamooli chor nahi the. Ye smugglers the jo Singhania property ko apne illegal kaam ke liye use kar rahe the.

Veer ki nazar unke hathiyaron par gayi. Do ke paas bade Rampuri chaaku the jo table par gade hue the. Ek ke kamar me Desi Katta laga hua tha. Chautha aadmi sabse khatarnaak lag raha tha. Wo shaant baitha tha aur apni bandook saaf kar raha tha.

Chaar log aur hathiyar. Mera sharir abhi bhi kamzor hai. Veer ne man me hisaab lagaya. Seedha hamla karna bewaakoofi hogi. Mujhe andhere ka fayda uthana hoga.

Veer ne jeb se wo paper cutter nikala. Blade chota tha lekin agar sahi nas par lagaya jaye toh jaan lene ke liye kaafi tha.

Usne garden me dhundna shuru kiya aur jaldi hi use wo mil gaya jo wo dhund raha tha yaani Main Fuse Box.

Veer ne box ka dhakkan khola aur cutter se main wire ko kaat diya.

Ek halki si chingari nikli aur pure farmhouse ki light chali gayi. Andar ghup andhera cha gaya.

Andar se chillane ki awaaz aayi ki Arre ye kya hua? Light kaise gayi? Koi jaake check karo.

Veer darwaze ke paas chhip gaya aur apni saansein rok li. Uska dil dheere dhadak raha tha bilkul shikaar karte hue sher ki tarah.

Darwaza khula. Wo ganja aadmi bahar nikla aur haath me mobile ki torch jalaye hue tha.

Wo badbadaya ki lagta hai fuse ud gaya aur fuse box ki taraf badha.

Jaise hi wo Veer ke paas se guzra Veer andhere se nikla.

Ek hi jhatke me Veer ne uska muh peeche se band kiya aur cutter ki blade uske gale ki mukhya nas par chala di.

Khoon ka ek garam fawwara Veer ke haath par gira. Aadmi ne tadapne ki koshish ki par Veer ne use pakad kar rakha jab tak uska sharir thanda nahi pad gaya. Veer ne laash ko dheere se jhaadiyon me kheench liya.

Ek gaya aur ab teen bache. Veer ne laash ke kapdo se apna haath poncha aur uska bada chaaku utha liya. Ab uske paas behtar hathiyar tha.

Andar abhi bhi shor tha.

Katu wale aadmi ne awaaz lagayi ki Oye Bhola kahan reh gaya tu? Darr ke bhaag toh nahi gaya?

Veer main door par khada ho gaya. Andar mobile ki roshni idhar-udhar ghum rahi thi.

Veer ne neeche se ek patthar uthaya aur hall ke dusre kone me phenk diya.

Thak ki awaaz aayi.

Katta wala aadmi chillaya ki kaun hai wahan? Bhola tu hai kya?

Veer ne koi jawab nahi diya. Wo dabe paon hall me dakhil hua. Uski aankhein andhere me dekhne ki aadi thi. Asura technique abhi puri tarah activate nahi thi par insaanon se behtar thi.

Katu wala aadmi darwaze ki taraf aaya aur mobile ki light Veer ke chehre par padne hi wali thi ki Veer ne action liya.

Wo tezi se aage badha aur chaaku seedha aadmi ke haath par mara jisme mobile tha.

Mobile zameen par gira aur light band ho gayi.

Veer ne bina ruke dusra vaar uske pet me kiya. Chaaku maans ko cheerte hue andar ghus gaya. Aadmi ki cheekh nikalne se pehle Veer ne use laat maar kar door phenk diya.

Ab bache hue do aadmi alert ho gaye the.

Wo shant baitha aadmi chillaya ki koi hai goli chalao!

Andhere me goli chalne ki awaaz gunji aur Veer ke kaan ke paas se ek goli nikal gayi aur deewar se takra kar chingari nikli.

Veer sofe ke peeche dive laga kar let gaya.

Gunda andhadhund goli chala raha tha aur chillaya ki saamne aa kamine saamne aa!

Veer ne gehri saans li. Uski purani ladne ki aadat jaag uthi thi. Adrenaline uske khoon me daud raha tha.

Veer ne khud se kaha ki goliyaan gin Veer. Desi katte me zyada round nahi hote.

Click ki awaaz aayi jo batati thi ki goliyaan khatam ho gayi hain.

Aakhiri click ki awaaz sunte hi Veer sofe ke upar se kooda.

Wo hawa me hi tha jab usne chaaku phenk kar mara. Chaaku seedha goli chalane wale ke kandhe me ja laga. Wo dard se chillaya aur bandook gir gayi.

Veer zameen par land hua aur roll karte hue aakhiri aadmi ke paas pahuncha. Ye wo tha jo sabse shant tha aur inka leader lag raha tha.

Leader ne apni pocket se ek switchblade nikal liya tha aur Veer par hamla kiya.

Veer ne apna sar jhuka kar vaar bachaya lekin blade uski shirt ko kaat-ti hui nikal gayi. Veer ki twacha par halki si kharonch aayi.

Khoon ki boond nikli.

Veer ne apni chhati par khoon dekha. Uski aankhein poori tarah kaali ho gayi. Ek ajeeb si laal aura uske sharir se nikalne lagi.

Veer ki awaaz ab insaani nahi lag rahi thi balki kisi janwar ki gurrahat thi jab usne kaha ki tune mera khoon bahaya?

Leader darr ke maare peeche hata aur bola ki tu kaun hai?

Veer ne uska haath pakda aur mod diya. Haddi tootne ki awaaz hall me gunji. Phir Veer ne uska gala pakad kar use

Veer ne fuse box ke taar wapas jode aur farmhouse ki lights jagmaga uthi. Achanak hui roshni ne hall ka nazara saaf kar diya. Zameen par khoon ke dhabbe the aur chaar log behosh pade the.

Veer ne apni cigarette ka aakhiri kash liya aur use zameen par pade leader ke gaal par bujha diya.

Ek dam ghuti hui cheekh nikli par leader hosh me nahi aaya.

Veer ne un chaaron ko rassi se bandh diya aur ek kone me daal diya jaise wo koi kachra ho. Uska dhyaan ab un lakdi ke bakson par tha jo kone me rakhe the.

Usne sabse bada baksa khola.

Andar lakdi ke bhuse ke beech ek kaale patthar ki murti rakhi thi. Ye koi aam murti nahi thi. Ye ek prachin devi ki pratima thi jiski aankhon me neelam jade hue the.

Veer ne jaise hi murti ko chua uske haath me ek thandi si lehar daud gayi.

"Soul Gathering Stone," Veer ki aankhein chamak uthi. "Is duniya me aisi cheez milna kisi chamatkaar se kam nahi. Ye murti sadiyon se shraddha aur pooja ki urja sookh rahi hai. Iske andar ki spiritual energy mere marrow cleansing ke liye kaafi hogi."

Ye smuggler zaroor kisi purane mandir se ise chura kar laye honge. Unhe laga hoga ye bas ek antique hai par Veer ke liye ye ek power source tha.

Veer ne murti uthayi aur bathroom ki taraf badha.

Farmhouse ka bathroom kaafi bada tha. Beech me ek purane style ka bada sa bathtub tha. Veer ne garam paani ka nal khola. Bhaap se bathroom ka sheesha dhundhla hone laga.

Ab waari thi aushadhi tayyar karne ki.

Veer ne wo 5 lakh ka saaman khola jo usne khareeda tha.

Wild Ginseng ko usne apne haathon se masal kar chote tukde kiye aur ubalte hue paani me daal diya. Phir usne Kesar aur Shilajit milaya. Paani ka rang dheere-dheere sunehra aur phir gehra laal hone laga. Aakhir me usne Kasturi (Musk) milayi.

Pure bathroom me ek tez aur nashiili khushbu phail gayi. Aisi mehak jo kisi kamzor dil wale ko behosh kar de.

Veer ne apne kapde utare.

Uska naya sharir aine me dikha. Patla lekin thoda shape me. Lekin Veer jaanta tha ki andar se ye sharir kitna khokhla hai. Haddi kamzor hai aur nasen block hain.

"Ye dardnaak hoga," Veer ne khud se kaha. "Marrow Cleansing ka matlab hai haddiyon ke andar ka guda badalna. Ye aisa hai jaise zinda jalaya ja raha ho."

Veer ne wo kaali murti bathtub ke paani me rakh di. Murti paani me jaate hi chamakne lagi aur paani ka taapman achanak badh gaya. Paani ab khul raha tha.

Veer ne ek gehra saans liya aur bathtub me kadam rakha.

"Hiss..."

Jaise hi uska pair paani me gaya uski twacha jalne lagi. Paani ka taapman 100 degree se upar tha. Aam insaan ki twacha pighal jaati lekin Veer ne apne dimaag ko shaant rakha aur pura sharir paani me duba diya.

Shuruwat me sirf jalan mehsoos hui.

Lekin phir asli khel shuru hua.

Ginseng aur murti ki mili-juli urja uske rom-chidra (pores) se hote hue uske sharir me ghusne lagi. Ye urja kisi tez dhaar talwar ki tarah thi jo uski naso ko cheerte hue aage badh rahi thi.

"Ahhhhh!"

Veer ne apni cheekh dabane ki koshish ki par dard bardasht ke bahar tha. Usne bathtub ke kinaaro ko itni zor se pakda ki ceramic me dararein aa gayi.

Uski haddiyon ke andar se 'khat-khat' ki awaazein aane lagi.

Purana, kamzor marrow pighal raha tha aur naya shaktishaali marrow ban raha tha. Uske sharir se kala, chipchipa padarth (impure toxin) nikal kar paani me milne laga. Laal paani ab dheere-dheere kaala padta ja raha tha.

Veer ka chehra dard se laal tha aur gardan ki nasen phatne ko thi. Uska dimaag behosh hona chahta tha taki dard se bacha ja sake par Veer ne apni ichha-shakti se khud ko jagaye rakha.

Agar wo behosh hua toh urja uske dimaag ki nasen phad degi aur wo mar jayega ya paagal ho jayega.

"Main... Asura hoon..." Veer gurraya. "Ye dard... kuch bhi nahi hai."

Ghanto beet gaye.

Subah ki pehli kiran khidki se andar aayi. Bathtub ka paani ab poori tarah kaala aur badbudar ho chuka tha jaise kisi naale ka paani ho.

Veer ki aankhein khuli.

Andar ka toofan shaant ho chuka tha.

Wo paani se bahar nikla. Uske sharir par laga hua kaala mail usne shower chala kar saaf kiya.

Jab wo aine ke saamne aaya toh nazara badal chuka tha.

Veer ki height ek inch badh gayi thi. Uske kandhe pehle se zyada chaude ho gaye the. Uski skin par ek aisi chamak thi jaise sangmarmar ho. Muscles excessive nahi the par har muscle ek steel ki taar ki tarah dikh rahi thi—lean aur explosive.

Sabse bada badlaav uski aankhon me tha. Uski putliyan ab gehri kaali thi aur unme ek aisi gehraai thi jisme koi bhi kho jaye.

Veer ne hawa me ek mukka chalaya.

*Woosh!*

Hawa katne ki awaaz saaf sunayi di.

"Physical strength... 5 guna badh gayi hai," Veer ne mutthi bheench kar mehsoos kiya. "Ab main kisi bhi aam insaan ko bina touch kiye sirf hawa ke dabav se gira sakta hoon."

Lekin abhi bhi wo Immortal cultivation ke pehle step par tha.

Veer ne towel lapeta aur hall me wapas aaya.

Wahan bandhe hue gunde ab hosh me aa chuke the aur darr ke maare ek dusre se chipak kar baithe the. Unhone Veer ko bathroom se nikalte hue dekha.

Veer ab pehle se alag lag raha tha. Uske sharir se ek aisi 'Killing Intent' nikal rahi thi jisne un gundon ki bolti band kar di.

Veer ne ek kursi khinchi aur leader ke theek saamne baith gaya.

"Ab..." Veer ne ek nayi cigarette jalayi (jo usne leader ki jeb se nikali thi). "Batao, ye maal kiske liye hai? Aur mujhe jhooth pasand nahi hai."

Leader, jiska haath toota hua tha, kaanpte hue bola, "Bhai... hum toh bas courier hain... hume nahi pata..."

Veer ne bina kuch bole cigarette ka jalta hua hissa uske toote hue haath ke zakhm par laga diya.

"AAAAAHHHHH!" Leader ki cheekh pure farmhouse me gunji.

Veer ka chehra patthar jaisa tha. "Galat jawab."

"Main... main batata hoon!" Leader rone laga. "Ye... ye maal 'Kaalia' ka hai. Wo old city ka don hai. Usne hume bheja tha."

"Kaalia?" Veer ne naam yaad kiya. Singhania family ke dushmano ki list me ye naam nahi tha. Matlab ye koi naya khiladi hai.

"Aur Singhania farmhouse hi kyu chuna?" Veer ne pucha.

"Kyu... kyunki..." Leader hichkichaya. "Kyunki hume andar ki khabar mili thi. Kisi ne bataya tha ki ye farmhouse khaali rahega aur yahan koi checking nahi hogi."

Veer ki aankhein sikud gayi. "Andar ki khabar? Kisne di?"

"Naam nahi pata bhai!" Leader gidgidaya. "Bas ek call aaya tha. Number private tha. Par awaaz... awaaz kisi aurat ki thi."

Veer ruk gaya. Aurat?

Uske dimaag me chehre ghumne lage. Kavita Chachi? Ya koi aur? Singhania parivaar me gaddaar chupa hai.

"Theek hai," Veer khada ho gaya. "Tumhara kaam khatam."

Veer ne phone nikala aur ek number dial kiya. Ye number usne Rahul ke phone se yaad kiya tha. Ye shehar ke police commissioner ka personal number tha, jo Veer ke dada ji ka purana dost tha.

"Hello, Uncle Commissioner? Main Veer bol raha hoon... Singhania. Mujhe farmhouse par kuch terrorists mile hain... Haan, bahut bada RDX ka consignment lag raha hai... Aap jaldi force bhejiye."

Veer ne phone kaata aur muskuraaya. Smugglers ko 'Terrorist' batane se police unka wo haal karegi ki wo kabhi jail se bahar nahi aa payenge. Aur Singhania family ka naam bhi kharab nahi hoga kyunki Veer ne unhe pakda hai.

Veer ne apne kapde pehne, apna material aur wo murti gaadi me rakhi aur farmhouse se nikal gaya.

Peeche door se police siren ki awaazein sunayi dene lagi thi.

Agla station: College.

Aaj Full Moon ki raat thi. Aur aaj use Riya ki zarurat padne wali thi.

Scene: Royal Imperial University Library. Late Evening.

Raat ke 8 baj rahe the. University ka library block abhi bhi khula tha lekin sannata pasra hua tha. Ye jagah un students ke liye thi jo padhai ko lekar junooni the ya jinhe duniya ke shor se dur rehna pasand tha.

Riya Sharma library ke sabse aakhiri kone me baithi thi. Uske table par kitaabon ka dher laga tha lekin aaj uska dhyaan padhai me nahi tha.

Wo thar-thara rahi thi.

Library ka AC normal temperature par tha lekin Riya ko aisa lag raha tha jaise wo kisi barfili gufa me baithi ho. Usne apni shawl ko kas kar apne charo taraf lapet liya tha. Uske honth neele pad rahe the aur ungliyan sunn ho rahi thi.

"Phir se wahi dard..." Riya ne man hi man karaha. "Har mahine ye dard badhta ja raha hai. Doctor kehte hain sab normal hai reports me kuch nahi aata. Lekin mujhe lagta hai meri haddiyan andar se jam rahi hain."

Aaj Purnima se pehle wali raat thi. Riya jaanti thi ki kal raat ye dard bardasht ke bahar ho jayega. Pichli baar wo behosh ho gayi thi. Is baar use darr tha ki shayad wo mar hi jayegi.

"Hey Bhagwan... kya iska koi ilaaj nahi hai?" uski aankhon me aansu aa gaye.

Tabhi library ke darwaze par kadmon ki aahat hui.

Ye aahat aam nahi thi. Har kadam ke saath ek bhaari dabav mehsoos ho raha tha. Riya ne gardan utha kar dekha.

Andhere corridor se Veer Singhania nikal kar roshni me aaya.

Riya ki saansein atak gayi. Ye wahi Veer tha jo subah cafeteria me dikha tha? Nahi ye koi aur lag raha tha.

Uski chaal me ek cheete jaisi lachak thi. Uska suit uske sharir par perfect fit ho raha tha aur uski aankhein... uski aankhein itni gehri aur kaali thi ki unme dekhne wale ko chakkar aa jaye. Subah ke muqable wo ab aur zyada dangerous aur attractive lag raha tha. Marrow Cleansing ke baad uski aura kisi magnet ki tarah thi.

Veer seedha Riya ki table ki taraf aaya. Usne koi awaaz nahi ki bas Riya ke saamne wali kursi khinchi aur baith gaya.

Riya ne gusse aur darr ke mile-jule bhaav se use dekha. "Tum? Yahan kya kar rahe ho? Ye library hai koi club nahi."

Veer ne koi jawab nahi diya. Wo bas Riya ko dekhta raha. Uski aankhein Riya ke chehre se hoti hui uske gale aur phir uske kaanp rahe haathon par gayi.

"Thand lag rahi hai?" Veer ne dheemi awaaz me pucha. Uski awaaz me ek ajeeb si garmahat thi jo Riya ke thande sharir ko choo gayi.

Riya ne apni shawl aur kas li. "Tumse matlab? Jao yahan se warna main librarian ko bula lungi."

Veer hansa. Ek halki, confident hansi.

"Librarian kya karega Riya?" Veer aage jhuka aur table par rakhe Riya ke haath ke paas apna haath rakha. Touch nahi kiya bas itna kareeb ki Riya uski body heat mehsoos kar sake. "Ye thand AC ki wajah se nahi hai. Ye tumhare andar se aa rahi hai."

Riya ka chehra safed pad gaya. "Tum... tumhe kaise pata?"

Veer ki aankhon me ek chamak aayi. "Main jaanta hoon ki har Purnima ki raat tumhe aisa lagta hai jaise hazaron suiyan tumhare sharir me chubh rahi hain. Khoon jamne lagta hai aur saans lena mushkil ho jata hai. Sahi kaha na?"

Riya ki kitaab haath se choot kar table par gir gayi. Ye baat usne aaj tak kisi ko nahi batayi thi. Sirf uske parents jaante the. Veer ko ye kaise pata chala?

"Tum... tum kaun ho?" Riya ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi.

Veer ne uska haath pakad liya.

Riya peeche hatna chahti thi lekin Veer ka haath garam lohe jaisa tha. Jaise hi Veer ki skin Riya ki skin se touch hui Riya ko laga jaise kisi ne uske thande sharir me aag laga di ho. Ek jhatke me uska dard gayab hone laga. Wo thandak jo use andar se kha rahi thi wo Veer ki garmi ke saamne pighalne lagi.

Riya ki aankhein band ho gayi. "Ahhh..." uske muh se ek raahat bhari siski nikal gayi. Ye sukoon use saalon baad mila tha.

Veer ne ek minute baad uska haath chhod diya.

Dard wapas laut aaya lekin pehle se kam tha. Riya haanfne lagi jaise wo abhi kisi gehre paani se bahar nikli ho.

"Ye... ye tumne kaise kiya?" Riya ne Veer ko aise dekha jaise wo koi jadugar ho.

Veer khada ho gaya aur apni jeb me haath daal liye. "Tumhari bimari ka ilaaj doctors ke paas nahi hai Riya. Kyunki ye bimari nahi ek shraap hai. Extreme Yin Body. Tumhara sharir itni zyada thandi urja bana raha hai ki wo tumhe hi maar rahi hai."

Riya ko kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha par wo inkar bhi nahi kar sakti thi kyunki Veer ke choone se jo aaram mila tha wo sach tha.

"Kal raat Purnima hai," Veer ne Riya ki aankhon me dekhte hue kaha. "Kal raat ye thandak apne charam par hogi. Agar tumne kuch nahi kiya toh shayad tumhari nason me khoon barf ban jayega."

"Toh main kya karun?" Riya ki aankhon me ab ghamand nahi bacha tha sirf survival ki ichha thi. "Please... batao mujhe."

Veer muskuraaya. Ye wahi pal tha jiska use intezaar tha. Shikaar ab khud jaal me aa chuka tha.

"Mere paas aana," Veer ne kaha. "Kal raat 10 baje. Mere flat par."

Riya hairan reh gayi. "Tumhare flat par? Kyu?"

Veer ne palat kar chalna shuru kar diya. Jaate-jaate wo bola, "Zinda rehna hai toh sawal mat puchna. Kal raat tumhare paas do hi raaste honge—ya toh thand se marna ya meri garmi se zinda rehna. Faisla tumhara hai."

Veer library se bahar nikal gaya.

Riya wahan sunn baithi reh gayi. Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Kya Veer sach bol raha tha? Ya ye bas use apne bistar tak laane ka koi naya tareeka tha?

Lekin wo touch... wo garmahat... wo jhooth nahi ho sakti thi.

Riya ne apni mutthi bheench li. "Kal raat... mujhe jaana hi hoga."

Bahar corridor me Veer ne ek gehri saans li.

"Step 1 complete," Veer ne socha. "Riya ki Yin energy meri cultivation ke liye perfect fuel hogi. Aur badle me main use maut se bacha lunga. Fair deal."

Lekin abhi raat baaki thi aur Veer ka agla target koi aur tha.

Divya Rathore.

Usne suna tha aaj raat Rathore Group ki ek charity party hai. Wahan pura shahar ikhatta hone wala tha.

"Chalo dekhte hain meri pyari ex-girlfriend kya kar rahi hai," Veer ne apni car ki chaabi ghumayi.

Party ka invitation Veer ke paas nahi tha par Asura ke liye darwaze band nahi hote wo tode jaate hain.

Scene: The Grand Imperial Hotel. The Rathore Charity Gala.

Grand Imperial Hotel ka ballroom roshni se nahaya hua tha. Shahar ke sabse ameer aur taqatwar log yahan jama the. Mehenge suit aur designer gowns ki chamak har taraf thi. Hawa me champagne aur mehenge perfume ki khushbu ghuli hui thi.

Ye Rathore Group ki charity party thi aur iski host thi Divya Rathore.

Divya aaj kisi apsara se kam nahi lag rahi thi. Usne ek gehri laal rang ki backless gown pehni thi jo uske gore jism par aag ki tarah lag rahi thi. Gown ka gala kaafi deep tha jo uske ubhare hue seene ki jhalak dikha raha tha aur side slit se uski lambi aur shape me bani hui taang dikh rahi thi.

Wo logon se ghirii hui thi haath me wine ka glass pakde hue sabki taareefon ka jawab jhoothi muskaan ke saath de rahi thi.

"Divya darling, tum to aaj kamaal lag rahi ho," ek business tycoon ne kaha.

"Thank you, Mr. Khanna," Divya ne nazaakat se kaha. Par uski aankhein bheed me kisi ko dhund rahi thi. Shayad koi aisa jo uske level ka ho.

Tabhi main darwaze par hulchul hui.

Music thoda dheema pad gaya. Logon ki gardanein ghum gayi.

Entrance par do bade bouncers hawa me udte hue door ja gire.

Unke peeche se Veer Singhania andar dakhil hua.

Veer ne aaj ek charcoal grey three-piece suit pehna tha. Uske baal piche ki taraf set the aur chehre par ek aisi thandak thi jaise wo kisi jung ke maidan me utra ho party me nahi. Uske chalne ka andaaz badal chuka tha. Har kadam ke saath ek invisible dabav pure hall me phail raha tha.

"Ye... ye Veer Singhania hai?" log fusfusane lage. "Suna tha accident ke baad khatam ho gaya tha."

"Iska chehra dekho... kitna badal gaya hai."

Divya ki hansi ruk gayi. Usne Veer ko dekha aur uska dil ek pal ke liye dhadakna bhool gaya. Ye wo Veer nahi tha jo uske peeche dum hilata ghumta tha. Ye koi aur tha. Uski aankhon me wo pichla wala pagalpan nahi tha balki ek aisi gehraai thi jo Divya ko dara rahi thi.

Veer seedha bar ki taraf gaya. Usne aas-paas ke logon ko aise ignore kiya jaise wo wahan the hi nahi.

"Whiskey. Neat," Veer ne bartender se kaha.

Tabhi Divya gusse me tezi se uski taraf aayi. Uske heels ki awaaz khat-khat karke Veer ke paas ruki.

"Tumhari himmat kaise hui yahan aane ki?" Divya ne dabe hue gusse me kaha. "Security ko maara tumne? Tumhe abhi police ke hawale kar sakti hoon."

Veer ne apna glass uthaya aur ek sip liya. Phir usne dheere se mud kar Divya ko dekha. Uski nazar Divya ke chehre se hoti hui uske gale aur phir uske khule hue seene par gayi. Divya ne pehli baar kisi mard ki nazar me itni bhookh aur itni taqat dekhi thi. Wo chahte hue bhi apni dress theek nahi kar payi.

"Police?" Veer thoda aage jhuka. Divya ke itne kareeb ki wo Veer ke suit ki mehak sungh sakti thi—tobacco, musk aur mardana taqat ki khushbu. "Singhania ko police ka darr dikha rahi ho Divya? Bhool gayi main kaun hoon?"

Divya peeche hatna chahti thi par Veer ki aankhon ne use jakad rakha tha.

"Tum... tum invited nahi ho," Divya haklayi.

"Main jahan jaana chahta hoon wahan invitation ki zarurat nahi hoti," Veer ne apna glass wapas rakha aur Divya ki kamar par haath rakh diya.

Divya ka sharir sunn pad gaya. Aaj tak kisi ne use aise chune ki himmat nahi ki thi. Veer ka haath garam tha aur uski pakad mazboot. Ye koi request nahi thi ye adhikaar tha.

"Hato mujhse!" Divya ne virodh kiya par uski awaaz me wo dum nahi tha.

Tabhi ek aur ladka wahan aa gaya. Karan. Divya ka business partner aur college ka ek aur ameerzaada.

"Oye Veer!" Karan ne Veer ka kandha pakda. "Suna nahi tune? Madam ne kaha door raho."

Veer ruk gaya. Usne Divya ki kamar se haath hataya aur dheere se Karan ki taraf muda.

Veer ki aankhon me ek laal chamak aayi.

"Haath hata," Veer ne shant awaaz me kaha.

Karan hansa. "Warna kya? Tu mujhe maarega? Bhool gaya pichli baar gym me kya haal kiya tha maine tera?"

Veer ne muskurate hue Karan ka haath apne kandhe se hataya aur uski ungliyan pakad li.

"Pichli baar?" Veer ne kaha. "Wo Veer mar gaya Karan."

*Crack.*

Veer ne bas halka sa zor lagaya aur Karan ki index finger ulti disha me mud gayi.

"AAAAHHH!" Karan cheekh pada aur ghutno par gir gaya.

Pure hall me sannata cha gaya. Music band ho gaya. Sab log darr ke maare peeche hat gaye. Veer ne Karan ko ek laat maari aur wo ludhakta hua door ja gira.

Veer ne apni coat theek ki aur wapas Divya ki taraf muda. Divya ab darr se kaanp rahi thi. Karan college ka boxing champion tha aur Veer ne use ek second me tod diya tha.

Veer Divya ke kaan ke paas jhuka.

"Tumhari company... Rathore Fashions," Veer fusfusaya. "Suna hai pichle quarter me loss me chal rahi hai. Investors bhag rahe hain."

Divya ki aankhein phail gayi. Ye baat sirf board members ko pata thi.

"Tum... tumhe kaise..."

"Main sab jaanta hoon," Veer ne Divya ke baalon ki ek lat ko uske kaan ke peeche kiya. Uski ungliyan Divya ki gardan ko chu gayi aur Divya ke pure sharir me ek siharan daud gayi. "Agar madad chahiye ho to mere paas aana. Lekin yaad rakhna meri keemat paiso me nahi hoti."

Veer ne use wahan choda aur exit ki taraf badh gaya.

Jaate-jaate usne ek waiter ki tray se champagne ka glass uthaya ek ghunt piya aur baaki glass wahi farsh par gira diya.

*Chanakk!*

Kaanch tootne ki awaaz ke saath Veer hall se bahar nikal gaya.

Peeche Divya apni saansein sambhalne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Uska dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki use lag raha tha bahar aa jayega. Darr? Haan. Lekin us darr ke neeche ek ajeeb si uttejna bhi thi. Aaj pehli baar kisi ne use control kiya tha. Aur na chahte hue bhi uska sharir us dominance par respond kar raha tha.

"Veer Singhania..." Divya ne apne aap se kaha. "Tum aakhir ho kya?"

Bahar nikal kar Veer ne ek gehri saans li.

Raat kaafi rangeen hone wali thi par uska kaam abhi khatam nahi hua tha.

"Ab waqt hai ghar jaane ka," Veer ne socha. "Kal raat Full Moon hai. Riya aayegi. Aur mujhe uske liye taiyari karni hogi. Ye dual cultivation aasaan nahi hone wala."

Lekin usse pehle ek chota sa kaam aur tha.

Veer ne apni jeb se wo kaali murti nikali. Andhere me wo murti halki si chamak rahi thi.

"Isme abhi bhi thodi energy bachi hai," Veer ne mehsoos kiya. "Isse main ek chota sa 'Formation' bana sakta hoon apne kamre me. Taki kal jab main Riya ki Yin energy ko absorb karun to koi disturbance na ho."

Veer apni gaadi me baitha aur engine start kiya.

Shikaar jaal me aa rahe the. Ek-ek karke.

Asura ka raaj shuru ho chuka tha.

Scene: Veer's Private Bedroom, Singhania Mansion. Late Night.

Raat ka kaafi waqt beet chuka tha. Pura Singhania Mansion so raha tha lekin Veer ke kamre ki lights abhi bhi jal rahi thi.

Veer ne apne kamre ke darwaze ko andar se lock kiya aur parde gira diye.

Ab waqt tha aakhiri taiyari ka.

Veer ne wo kaali murti apne bed ke theek beech me rakhi. Murti ki neeli aankhein andhere me chamak rahi thi. Usne apni jeb se ek chota sa chaaku nikala aur apni ungli par ek halka sa cut lagaya.

Khoon ki ek boond nikli.

Veer ne us khoon se murti ke maathe par ek nishaan banaya. Ek purana aur jatil nishaan jo cultivation world me 'Spirit Lock' ke naam se jaana jaata tha.

Jaise hi khoon murti se touch hua kamre ki hawa bhaari ho gayi. Ek adrishya deewar si pure kamre ke charo taraf ban gayi.

"Formation complete," Veer ne apne khoon wale haath ko chaata. Uski aankhon me ek laal chamak thi. "Ab is kamre me jo bhi hoga wo bahar kisi ko sunayi nahi dega. Na hi koi bina meri marzi ke andar aa payega."

Ye zaroori tha. Kal raat jab wo Riya ki Extreme Yin Energy ko absorb karega toh urja ka visphot hoga. Agar kisi ne beech me dastak di ya andar aane ki koshish ki toh cultivation ulti pad sakti hai aur dono ki jaan ja sakti hai.

Veer bed par dhyan lagakar baith gaya. Usne apni saansein dheemi ki aur apne naye bane hue meridians me energy ghumane laga.

"Kal raat... Purnima," Veer ne khidki ke bahar dekha jahan chaand abhi adhura tha. "Kal raat ye sharir pehli baar asli mard banega. Aur Riya... wo meri pehli seedhi hogi."

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**Scene Shift: Agli Raat - Purnima (Full Moon Night).**

Shahar ke upar ek bada aur chamakdar poora chaand nikal aaya tha. Uski doodhiya roshni har cheez ko nhela rahi thi.

Lekin Riya Sharma ke liye ye roshni kisi maut ki saza jaisi thi.

Hostel ke kamre me Riya apne bistar par sukdi hui padi thi. Usne teen kambal odh rakhe the phir bhi uska sharir buri tarah kaanp raha tha. Uske honth neele pad chuke the aur saans lene me har baar ek siski nikal rahi thi.

Ghadi me 9:30 baj rahe the.

"Nahi... main bardasht nahi kar sakti..." Riya ne rote hue kaha. Uski haddiyon me aisa dard ho raha tha jaise koi unhe hathode se tod raha ho.

Uske dimaag me Veer ki awaaz gunji.

*'Mere paas aana. Kal raat 10 baje.'*
*'Ya toh thand se marna ya meri garmi se zinda rehna.'*

Riya ne apni aankhein band ki. Usne socha tha wo nahi jayegi. Veer ek playboy tha ek bigda hua ladka. Wo uske paas kaise ja sakti thi?

Lekin maut ka darr har usool se bada hota hai.

Riya ne mushkil se apne aap ko bistar se uthaya. Uske pair zameen par padte hi ladkhada gaye. Usne ek heavy jacket pehni apna chehra scarf se dhaka aur darwaze ki taraf badhi.

"Bas aaj raat..." Riya ne khud ko samjhaya. "Zinda rehne ke liye."

Wo hostel se chori-chhupe nikli aur sadak par aayi. Ek taxi roka aur Singhania Mansion ka address diya.

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**Scene: Singhania Mansion Gate. 9:55 PM.**

Taxi gate par ruki. Guards ne rokna chaha par Veer ne pehle hi keh rakha tha ki agar koi ladki aaye toh use seedha andar aane diya jaye.

Riya ladkhadate kadmon se main door tak pahunchi. Mansion shant tha.

Wo upar seedhiyon se Veer ke kamre ki taraf gayi. Har kadam ke saath uska dard badhta ja raha tha. Uske sharir par barf ki ek patli parat jamne lagi thi.

Kamra number 101.

Riya darwaze ke saamne khadi thi. Uska haath darwaze ki knob tak pahunchne me kaanp raha tha.

*Thak. Thak.*

Do halki dastak.

Darwaza turant khul gaya jaise Veer darwaze ke peeche hi khada uska intezaar kar raha ho.

Veer saamne khada tha. Usne sirf ek loose black silk robe pehna tha jo aage se halka khula tha uska chouda seena saaf dikh raha tha.

Kamre ke andar se ek aisi garam hawa ka jhonka aaya ki Riya ko laga wo swarg me aa gayi hai.

Veer ne Riya ki halat dekhi. Wo puri tarah neeli pad chuki thi aur behosh hone ki kagaar par thi.

"Sahi waqt par aayi ho," Veer ne muskurate hue kaha aur apna haath aage badhaya.

Riya ne bina kuch soche Veer ke upar gir gayi. Veer ne use apni mazboot baahon me thaam liya.

Jaise hi Riya ka thanda sharir Veer ke garam sharir se takraya ek current sa dono ke beech doda.

Veer ne darwaza pair se dhakka maar kar band kiya.

*Click.*

Lock lagne ki awaaz ke saath hi Riya ki kismat ab Veer ke haathon me kaid ho gayi thi.

Veer ne Riya ko apni goad me utha liya aur bed ki taraf badha.

"Aaj raat," Veer ne Riya ke kaan me fusfusaya, "Main tumhe wo duniya dikhaunga jo tumne sapno me bhi nahi sochi hogi."

Riya ne apni aankhein band kar li aur apna sar Veer ke kandhe par rakh diya. Uski saansein Veer ki gardan par garm mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Shikaar ab shikaari ki baahon me tha.

Aur Dual Cultivation shuru hone wala tha.

Wonderful update

 

[Rex1]

Amazing story plot Take a bow.
The efforts you put in the very first update fabulous amazing man. It feels like a Netflix level series. All characters intros keep the story at high. For the next chapter stakes are very high

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡, 𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 “𝐍𝐞𝐭𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥” 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐈’𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 — 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐬… 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐝 — 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠

 

[Gang007]

Abhi 2 story par focus kar raha hu
THE ASURA SYSTEM and The Fall of an Immortal pe

I think you should also focus on milf hunter uspe views bhi ache aa rhe he apke

 

[parkas]

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝟶𝟸 ◔_◔

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧​

**Scene: Old City Market. An area filled with the aroma of spices, ancient herbs, and dust.**

Dophar ki dhoop tez thi, lekin Range Rover ke andar ka mausam thanda aur shaant tha. Veer ne gaadi ek purani, tang gali ke bahar rok di. Yahan gaadi andar nahi ja sakti thi.

Ye wo ilaka tha jahan shehar ke sabse purane aur asli Ayurvedic dawaaiyan aur jari-bootiyan milti thi. Modern hospitals me wo ilaaj nahi tha jo Veer ko chahiye tha. Use apne sharir ki 'Marrow Cleansing' karni thi.

Veer gaadi se utra. Usne apna kaala chashma wapas aankhon par lagaya. Suit-boot me wo is bheed-bhaad wale ilake me kisi movie star jaisa lag raha tha. Log mud-mud kar use dekh rahe the. Paseene se tar-batar mazdoor aur thele wale rasta dene ke liye khud-b-khud peeche hat gaye.

Uski naak me sadak ki dhool aur masalon ki teekhi khushbu aayi.

"Kamzor hawa," Veer ne man me socha. "Lekin kaam chalana padega."

Wo chalta hua ek purani dukaan ke samne ruka. Dukaan ke bahar lakdi ka board laga tha—'Gupta Aushadhalaya - Since 1950'.

Andar ghuste hi sookhi hui pattiyon aur camphor ki tez mehak ne uska swagat kiya. Dukaan andar se kaafi gehri thi, aur deewaron par kaanch ke hazaron jars rakhe hue the.

Counter par ek buzurg aadmi baitha tha, aankhon par mota chashma lagaye hue. Wo kisi purani kitab me hisaab likh raha tha.

"Ginseng chahiye. Wild Ginseng. Kam se kam 50 saal purana," Veer ki awaaz dukaan me goonji.

Buzurg ne chauk kar sar uthaya. Usne Veer ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Ek ameer shehri ladka, jo shayad shauk ke liye aaya hai.

"Beta, yahan asli maal milta hai, khilona nahi," Dukandar ne laparwahi se kaha aur wapas likhne laga. "50 saal purana Ginseng dhundna aasaan nahi hai. Aur agar mil bhi gaya, toh tumhari pocket money kam pad jayegi."

Veer ke honthon par ek halki si muskaan aayi.

"Paisa meri chinta nahi hai, kaka," Veer ne counter par apni platinum credit card phenk di. Card ki metallic awaaz ne dukandar ka dhyan kheench liya. "Maal dikhao. Agar asli hua, toh muh maangi keemat dunga. Agar nakli hua..." Veer jhuka aur dukandar ki aankhon me dekha, "...toh ye dukaan aaj aakhiri baar khuli hogi."

Dukandar ki kalam ruk gayi. Veer ki aankhon me jo thandak thi, usne buzurg ki reedh ki haddi me siharan paida kar di. Ye koi mamooli ameerzaada nahi tha.

Buzurg turant khada hua aur andar wale kamre me gaya. Kuch hi der me wo ek chota sa lakdi ka box lekar wapas aaya.

Usne box khola. Andar ek jhutri-daar, sookhi hui jad rakhi thi.

"Ye dekho," Dukandar ne garv se kaha. "Pahaadi Ginseng. 60 saal purana."

Veer ne use haath nahi lagaya. Usne bas ek gehri saans li aur us jad ki khushbu ko soongha. Cultivator hone ke naate, wo energy sense kar sakta tha.

"Kachra," Veer ne thande swar me kaha.

"Kya?" Dukandar bhadak gaya. "Tumhe pata bhi hai ye kya cheez hai?"

"Ye 60 saal purana nahi, mushkil se 10 saal purana farm-grown Ginseng hai," Veer ne box ko ungli se dur dhakel diya. "Isme 'Qi' energy bilkul bhi nahi hai. Mujhe wo maal dikhao jo tumne basement me chhupa kar rakha hai. Wo, jo tumhaare dada chhod kar gaye the."

Dukandar ka chehra safed pad gaya. "Tum... tumhe kaise pata...?"

"Mere paas waqt nahi hai," Veer ne ghadi dekhi. "Agar tum nahi doge, toh main puri dukaan khareed kar khud dhund lunga."

Dukandar ab kaanpne laga tha. Usne samajh liya ki ye aadmi khatarnaak hai. Wo phir se andar gaya aur is baar ek lohe ki tijori se ek laal rang ka kapda lekar aaya.

Kapda hatate hi, poori dukaan me ek ajeeb si mithi aur earthy khushbu phail gayi.

Ek ajeeb sa, insaan ke aakar ka Ginseng rakha tha. Uski jaden zinda lag rahi thi.

Veer ki aankhon me chamak aa gayi.

"Haan... ye hai asli cheez," Veer ne socha. "Isme thodi bahut Spiritual Energy hai. Is duniya ke hisaab se ye kisi khazaane se kam nahi."

"Pack kar do," Veer ne kaha. "Aur saath me 1 kilo Kesar, asli Shilajit, aur kuch Musk (Kasturi) bhi."

Dukandar ne bina koi sawal kiye sab kuch pack kar diya. Bill banaya gaya—5 Lakh rupaye.

Veer ne bina dekhe PIN dala aur saman utha liya.

Bahar nikalte waqt Veer ne dukandar se kaha, "Agli baar jab main aaun, toh mujhe sawal nahi, sirf maal chahiye."

Dukandar ne bas haan me sar hilaya, uske mathe se paseena tapak raha tha.

Saman lekar Veer wapas gaadi me baitha.

"Material mil gaya," Veer ne bag ko passenger seat par rakha. "Ab bas ek sahi jagah chahiye jahan main inka istemal karke apne meridians khol sakun."

Ghar? Nahi. Mansion me bahut shor-sharaba hai. Log aate-jaate rehte hain.

Veer ko yaad aaya. Singhania Empire ka ek purana Farmhouse tha, shahar se thoda dur. Wahan koi nahi jata tha. Ekdum shaant aur secluded.

"Driver," Veer ne khud se kaha, kyunki wo khud hi drive kar raha tha. "Destination: Farmhouse."

Gaadi start hui aur shahar ke shor se door, sunsaan sadakon ki taraf badh gayi.

Raste me Veer ko apne sharir me ek ajeeb si garmi mehsoos hone lagi. Ye us 'Aphrodisiac Pill' ka asar nahi tha jo usne phek di thi. Ye uske naye, jawan sharir ki natural garmi thi.

"Is body me hormones ka level bahut high hai," Veer ne notice kiya. "Har ladki ko dekh kar ek natural reaction hota hai. Divya, Riya, Priya... sab ki tasveerein dimaag me aa rahi hain."

Usne rearview mirror me apni aankhein dekhi. Wo halki laal ho rahi thi.

"Cultivation shuru karte hi meri libido aur badh jayegi," Veer muskuraaya. "Lagta hai mujhe jald hi kisi 'Dual Cultivation' partner ki zarurat padne wali hai. Warna ye aag mujhe hi jala degi."

Farmhouse pahunch kar sabse pehla kaam—Body tempering.

Lekin wahan pahunchte hi Veer ne dekha ki gate ka taala toota hua hai. Koi andar tha.

"Interesting," Veer ne gaadi ki headlights band ki aur car ko gate se thoda pehle rok diya. "Lagta hai mere 'shikaar' khud chal kar mere paas aa rahe hain."

Usne glove box se ek sharp paper cutter uthaya. Filhal ke liye yahi uska hathyar tha.

Veer gaadi se utra aur andhere me farmhouse ki taraf badha, bilkul ek saaye ki tarah.

Andhera gehra tha aur farmhouse ke charo taraf ugi hui jhaadiyan Veer ko chhupne ke liye behtareen cover de rahi thi. Hawa shaant thi bas sukhe patton par Veer ke dabe hue kadmon ki halki si aahat ho rahi thi.

Veer mukhya imarat ke kareeb pahuncha. Khidkiyon se peeli roshni bahar aa rahi thi. Andar se logon ke hasne aur baat karne ki awaazein saaf sunayi de rahi thi.

Veer ne deewar se sat kar khidki ke andar jhaanka.

Hall me chaar log baithe the. Chaaron hट्टे-katte the aur unke chehron par wahshiyat thi. Beech me ek table par sharaab ki botalein aur taash ke patte bikhre hue the. Kone me kuch bade lakdi ke bakse rakhe the jin par Fragile likha hua tha.

Ek ganja aadmi jiske haath me murge ki tang thi bola ki Boss ne kaha hai maal kal subah nikalna hai. Ye jagah surakshit hai. Singhania khandaan yahan saalon se nahi aaya.

Dusra aadmi jiske gaal par ek bada sa katu ka nishan tha wo hansa aur bola ki sahi kaha wo ameerzaade apne mehalon me so rahe honge. Unhe kya pata unke farmhouse me hum unhi ki zameen par apna dhanda chala rahe hain.

Veer ki aankhein thandi ho gayi. Ye mamooli chor nahi the. Ye smugglers the jo Singhania property ko apne illegal kaam ke liye use kar rahe the.

Veer ki nazar unke hathiyaron par gayi. Do ke paas bade Rampuri chaaku the jo table par gade hue the. Ek ke kamar me Desi Katta laga hua tha. Chautha aadmi sabse khatarnaak lag raha tha. Wo shaant baitha tha aur apni bandook saaf kar raha tha.

Chaar log aur hathiyar. Mera sharir abhi bhi kamzor hai. Veer ne man me hisaab lagaya. Seedha hamla karna bewaakoofi hogi. Mujhe andhere ka fayda uthana hoga.

Veer ne jeb se wo paper cutter nikala. Blade chota tha lekin agar sahi nas par lagaya jaye toh jaan lene ke liye kaafi tha.

Usne garden me dhundna shuru kiya aur jaldi hi use wo mil gaya jo wo dhund raha tha yaani Main Fuse Box.

Veer ne box ka dhakkan khola aur cutter se main wire ko kaat diya.

Ek halki si chingari nikli aur pure farmhouse ki light chali gayi. Andar ghup andhera cha gaya.

Andar se chillane ki awaaz aayi ki Arre ye kya hua? Light kaise gayi? Koi jaake check karo.

Veer darwaze ke paas chhip gaya aur apni saansein rok li. Uska dil dheere dhadak raha tha bilkul shikaar karte hue sher ki tarah.

Darwaza khula. Wo ganja aadmi bahar nikla aur haath me mobile ki torch jalaye hue tha.

Wo badbadaya ki lagta hai fuse ud gaya aur fuse box ki taraf badha.

Jaise hi wo Veer ke paas se guzra Veer andhere se nikla.

Ek hi jhatke me Veer ne uska muh peeche se band kiya aur cutter ki blade uske gale ki mukhya nas par chala di.

Khoon ka ek garam fawwara Veer ke haath par gira. Aadmi ne tadapne ki koshish ki par Veer ne use pakad kar rakha jab tak uska sharir thanda nahi pad gaya. Veer ne laash ko dheere se jhaadiyon me kheench liya.

Ek gaya aur ab teen bache. Veer ne laash ke kapdo se apna haath poncha aur uska bada chaaku utha liya. Ab uske paas behtar hathiyar tha.

Andar abhi bhi shor tha.

Katu wale aadmi ne awaaz lagayi ki Oye Bhola kahan reh gaya tu? Darr ke bhaag toh nahi gaya?

Veer main door par khada ho gaya. Andar mobile ki roshni idhar-udhar ghum rahi thi.

Veer ne neeche se ek patthar uthaya aur hall ke dusre kone me phenk diya.

Thak ki awaaz aayi.

Katta wala aadmi chillaya ki kaun hai wahan? Bhola tu hai kya?

Veer ne koi jawab nahi diya. Wo dabe paon hall me dakhil hua. Uski aankhein andhere me dekhne ki aadi thi. Asura technique abhi puri tarah activate nahi thi par insaanon se behtar thi.

Katu wala aadmi darwaze ki taraf aaya aur mobile ki light Veer ke chehre par padne hi wali thi ki Veer ne action liya.

Wo tezi se aage badha aur chaaku seedha aadmi ke haath par mara jisme mobile tha.

Mobile zameen par gira aur light band ho gayi.

Veer ne bina ruke dusra vaar uske pet me kiya. Chaaku maans ko cheerte hue andar ghus gaya. Aadmi ki cheekh nikalne se pehle Veer ne use laat maar kar door phenk diya.

Ab bache hue do aadmi alert ho gaye the.

Wo shant baitha aadmi chillaya ki koi hai goli chalao!

Andhere me goli chalne ki awaaz gunji aur Veer ke kaan ke paas se ek goli nikal gayi aur deewar se takra kar chingari nikli.

Veer sofe ke peeche dive laga kar let gaya.

Gunda andhadhund goli chala raha tha aur chillaya ki saamne aa kamine saamne aa!

Veer ne gehri saans li. Uski purani ladne ki aadat jaag uthi thi. Adrenaline uske khoon me daud raha tha.

Veer ne khud se kaha ki goliyaan gin Veer. Desi katte me zyada round nahi hote.

Click ki awaaz aayi jo batati thi ki goliyaan khatam ho gayi hain.

Aakhiri click ki awaaz sunte hi Veer sofe ke upar se kooda.

Wo hawa me hi tha jab usne chaaku phenk kar mara. Chaaku seedha goli chalane wale ke kandhe me ja laga. Wo dard se chillaya aur bandook gir gayi.

Veer zameen par land hua aur roll karte hue aakhiri aadmi ke paas pahuncha. Ye wo tha jo sabse shant tha aur inka leader lag raha tha.

Leader ne apni pocket se ek switchblade nikal liya tha aur Veer par hamla kiya.

Veer ne apna sar jhuka kar vaar bachaya lekin blade uski shirt ko kaat-ti hui nikal gayi. Veer ki twacha par halki si kharonch aayi.

Khoon ki boond nikli.

Veer ne apni chhati par khoon dekha. Uski aankhein poori tarah kaali ho gayi. Ek ajeeb si laal aura uske sharir se nikalne lagi.

Veer ki awaaz ab insaani nahi lag rahi thi balki kisi janwar ki gurrahat thi jab usne kaha ki tune mera khoon bahaya?

Leader darr ke maare peeche hata aur bola ki tu kaun hai?

Veer ne uska haath pakda aur mod diya. Haddi tootne ki awaaz hall me gunji. Phir Veer ne uska gala pakad kar use

Veer ne fuse box ke taar wapas jode aur farmhouse ki lights jagmaga uthi. Achanak hui roshni ne hall ka nazara saaf kar diya. Zameen par khoon ke dhabbe the aur chaar log behosh pade the.

Veer ne apni cigarette ka aakhiri kash liya aur use zameen par pade leader ke gaal par bujha diya.

Ek dam ghuti hui cheekh nikli par leader hosh me nahi aaya.

Veer ne un chaaron ko rassi se bandh diya aur ek kone me daal diya jaise wo koi kachra ho. Uska dhyaan ab un lakdi ke bakson par tha jo kone me rakhe the.

Usne sabse bada baksa khola.

Andar lakdi ke bhuse ke beech ek kaale patthar ki murti rakhi thi. Ye koi aam murti nahi thi. Ye ek prachin devi ki pratima thi jiski aankhon me neelam jade hue the.

Veer ne jaise hi murti ko chua uske haath me ek thandi si lehar daud gayi.

"Soul Gathering Stone," Veer ki aankhein chamak uthi. "Is duniya me aisi cheez milna kisi chamatkaar se kam nahi. Ye murti sadiyon se shraddha aur pooja ki urja sookh rahi hai. Iske andar ki spiritual energy mere marrow cleansing ke liye kaafi hogi."

Ye smuggler zaroor kisi purane mandir se ise chura kar laye honge. Unhe laga hoga ye bas ek antique hai par Veer ke liye ye ek power source tha.

Veer ne murti uthayi aur bathroom ki taraf badha.

Farmhouse ka bathroom kaafi bada tha. Beech me ek purane style ka bada sa bathtub tha. Veer ne garam paani ka nal khola. Bhaap se bathroom ka sheesha dhundhla hone laga.

Ab waari thi aushadhi tayyar karne ki.

Veer ne wo 5 lakh ka saaman khola jo usne khareeda tha.

Wild Ginseng ko usne apne haathon se masal kar chote tukde kiye aur ubalte hue paani me daal diya. Phir usne Kesar aur Shilajit milaya. Paani ka rang dheere-dheere sunehra aur phir gehra laal hone laga. Aakhir me usne Kasturi (Musk) milayi.

Pure bathroom me ek tez aur nashiili khushbu phail gayi. Aisi mehak jo kisi kamzor dil wale ko behosh kar de.

Veer ne apne kapde utare.

Uska naya sharir aine me dikha. Patla lekin thoda shape me. Lekin Veer jaanta tha ki andar se ye sharir kitna khokhla hai. Haddi kamzor hai aur nasen block hain.

"Ye dardnaak hoga," Veer ne khud se kaha. "Marrow Cleansing ka matlab hai haddiyon ke andar ka guda badalna. Ye aisa hai jaise zinda jalaya ja raha ho."

Veer ne wo kaali murti bathtub ke paani me rakh di. Murti paani me jaate hi chamakne lagi aur paani ka taapman achanak badh gaya. Paani ab khul raha tha.

Veer ne ek gehra saans liya aur bathtub me kadam rakha.

"Hiss..."

Jaise hi uska pair paani me gaya uski twacha jalne lagi. Paani ka taapman 100 degree se upar tha. Aam insaan ki twacha pighal jaati lekin Veer ne apne dimaag ko shaant rakha aur pura sharir paani me duba diya.

Shuruwat me sirf jalan mehsoos hui.

Lekin phir asli khel shuru hua.

Ginseng aur murti ki mili-juli urja uske rom-chidra (pores) se hote hue uske sharir me ghusne lagi. Ye urja kisi tez dhaar talwar ki tarah thi jo uski naso ko cheerte hue aage badh rahi thi.

"Ahhhhh!"

Veer ne apni cheekh dabane ki koshish ki par dard bardasht ke bahar tha. Usne bathtub ke kinaaro ko itni zor se pakda ki ceramic me dararein aa gayi.

Uski haddiyon ke andar se 'khat-khat' ki awaazein aane lagi.

Purana, kamzor marrow pighal raha tha aur naya shaktishaali marrow ban raha tha. Uske sharir se kala, chipchipa padarth (impure toxin) nikal kar paani me milne laga. Laal paani ab dheere-dheere kaala padta ja raha tha.

Veer ka chehra dard se laal tha aur gardan ki nasen phatne ko thi. Uska dimaag behosh hona chahta tha taki dard se bacha ja sake par Veer ne apni ichha-shakti se khud ko jagaye rakha.

Agar wo behosh hua toh urja uske dimaag ki nasen phad degi aur wo mar jayega ya paagal ho jayega.

"Main... Asura hoon..." Veer gurraya. "Ye dard... kuch bhi nahi hai."

Ghanto beet gaye.

Subah ki pehli kiran khidki se andar aayi. Bathtub ka paani ab poori tarah kaala aur badbudar ho chuka tha jaise kisi naale ka paani ho.

Veer ki aankhein khuli.

Andar ka toofan shaant ho chuka tha.

Wo paani se bahar nikla. Uske sharir par laga hua kaala mail usne shower chala kar saaf kiya.

Jab wo aine ke saamne aaya toh nazara badal chuka tha.

Veer ki height ek inch badh gayi thi. Uske kandhe pehle se zyada chaude ho gaye the. Uski skin par ek aisi chamak thi jaise sangmarmar ho. Muscles excessive nahi the par har muscle ek steel ki taar ki tarah dikh rahi thi—lean aur explosive.

Sabse bada badlaav uski aankhon me tha. Uski putliyan ab gehri kaali thi aur unme ek aisi gehraai thi jisme koi bhi kho jaye.

Veer ne hawa me ek mukka chalaya.

*Woosh!*

Hawa katne ki awaaz saaf sunayi di.

"Physical strength... 5 guna badh gayi hai," Veer ne mutthi bheench kar mehsoos kiya. "Ab main kisi bhi aam insaan ko bina touch kiye sirf hawa ke dabav se gira sakta hoon."

Lekin abhi bhi wo Immortal cultivation ke pehle step par tha.

Veer ne towel lapeta aur hall me wapas aaya.

Wahan bandhe hue gunde ab hosh me aa chuke the aur darr ke maare ek dusre se chipak kar baithe the. Unhone Veer ko bathroom se nikalte hue dekha.

Veer ab pehle se alag lag raha tha. Uske sharir se ek aisi 'Killing Intent' nikal rahi thi jisne un gundon ki bolti band kar di.

Veer ne ek kursi khinchi aur leader ke theek saamne baith gaya.

"Ab..." Veer ne ek nayi cigarette jalayi (jo usne leader ki jeb se nikali thi). "Batao, ye maal kiske liye hai? Aur mujhe jhooth pasand nahi hai."

Leader, jiska haath toota hua tha, kaanpte hue bola, "Bhai... hum toh bas courier hain... hume nahi pata..."

Veer ne bina kuch bole cigarette ka jalta hua hissa uske toote hue haath ke zakhm par laga diya.

"AAAAAHHHHH!" Leader ki cheekh pure farmhouse me gunji.

Veer ka chehra patthar jaisa tha. "Galat jawab."

"Main... main batata hoon!" Leader rone laga. "Ye... ye maal 'Kaalia' ka hai. Wo old city ka don hai. Usne hume bheja tha."

"Kaalia?" Veer ne naam yaad kiya. Singhania family ke dushmano ki list me ye naam nahi tha. Matlab ye koi naya khiladi hai.

"Aur Singhania farmhouse hi kyu chuna?" Veer ne pucha.

"Kyu... kyunki..." Leader hichkichaya. "Kyunki hume andar ki khabar mili thi. Kisi ne bataya tha ki ye farmhouse khaali rahega aur yahan koi checking nahi hogi."

Veer ki aankhein sikud gayi. "Andar ki khabar? Kisne di?"

"Naam nahi pata bhai!" Leader gidgidaya. "Bas ek call aaya tha. Number private tha. Par awaaz... awaaz kisi aurat ki thi."

Veer ruk gaya. Aurat?

Uske dimaag me chehre ghumne lage. Kavita Chachi? Ya koi aur? Singhania parivaar me gaddaar chupa hai.

"Theek hai," Veer khada ho gaya. "Tumhara kaam khatam."

Veer ne phone nikala aur ek number dial kiya. Ye number usne Rahul ke phone se yaad kiya tha. Ye shehar ke police commissioner ka personal number tha, jo Veer ke dada ji ka purana dost tha.

"Hello, Uncle Commissioner? Main Veer bol raha hoon... Singhania. Mujhe farmhouse par kuch terrorists mile hain... Haan, bahut bada RDX ka consignment lag raha hai... Aap jaldi force bhejiye."

Veer ne phone kaata aur muskuraaya. Smugglers ko 'Terrorist' batane se police unka wo haal karegi ki wo kabhi jail se bahar nahi aa payenge. Aur Singhania family ka naam bhi kharab nahi hoga kyunki Veer ne unhe pakda hai.

Veer ne apne kapde pehne, apna material aur wo murti gaadi me rakhi aur farmhouse se nikal gaya.

Peeche door se police siren ki awaazein sunayi dene lagi thi.

Agla station: College.

Aaj Full Moon ki raat thi. Aur aaj use Riya ki zarurat padne wali thi.

Scene: Royal Imperial University Library. Late Evening.

Raat ke 8 baj rahe the. University ka library block abhi bhi khula tha lekin sannata pasra hua tha. Ye jagah un students ke liye thi jo padhai ko lekar junooni the ya jinhe duniya ke shor se dur rehna pasand tha.

Riya Sharma library ke sabse aakhiri kone me baithi thi. Uske table par kitaabon ka dher laga tha lekin aaj uska dhyaan padhai me nahi tha.

Wo thar-thara rahi thi.

Library ka AC normal temperature par tha lekin Riya ko aisa lag raha tha jaise wo kisi barfili gufa me baithi ho. Usne apni shawl ko kas kar apne charo taraf lapet liya tha. Uske honth neele pad rahe the aur ungliyan sunn ho rahi thi.

"Phir se wahi dard..." Riya ne man hi man karaha. "Har mahine ye dard badhta ja raha hai. Doctor kehte hain sab normal hai reports me kuch nahi aata. Lekin mujhe lagta hai meri haddiyan andar se jam rahi hain."

Aaj Purnima se pehle wali raat thi. Riya jaanti thi ki kal raat ye dard bardasht ke bahar ho jayega. Pichli baar wo behosh ho gayi thi. Is baar use darr tha ki shayad wo mar hi jayegi.

"Hey Bhagwan... kya iska koi ilaaj nahi hai?" uski aankhon me aansu aa gaye.

Tabhi library ke darwaze par kadmon ki aahat hui.

Ye aahat aam nahi thi. Har kadam ke saath ek bhaari dabav mehsoos ho raha tha. Riya ne gardan utha kar dekha.

Andhere corridor se Veer Singhania nikal kar roshni me aaya.

Riya ki saansein atak gayi. Ye wahi Veer tha jo subah cafeteria me dikha tha? Nahi ye koi aur lag raha tha.

Uski chaal me ek cheete jaisi lachak thi. Uska suit uske sharir par perfect fit ho raha tha aur uski aankhein... uski aankhein itni gehri aur kaali thi ki unme dekhne wale ko chakkar aa jaye. Subah ke muqable wo ab aur zyada dangerous aur attractive lag raha tha. Marrow Cleansing ke baad uski aura kisi magnet ki tarah thi.

Veer seedha Riya ki table ki taraf aaya. Usne koi awaaz nahi ki bas Riya ke saamne wali kursi khinchi aur baith gaya.

Riya ne gusse aur darr ke mile-jule bhaav se use dekha. "Tum? Yahan kya kar rahe ho? Ye library hai koi club nahi."

Veer ne koi jawab nahi diya. Wo bas Riya ko dekhta raha. Uski aankhein Riya ke chehre se hoti hui uske gale aur phir uske kaanp rahe haathon par gayi.

"Thand lag rahi hai?" Veer ne dheemi awaaz me pucha. Uski awaaz me ek ajeeb si garmahat thi jo Riya ke thande sharir ko choo gayi.

Riya ne apni shawl aur kas li. "Tumse matlab? Jao yahan se warna main librarian ko bula lungi."

Veer hansa. Ek halki, confident hansi.

"Librarian kya karega Riya?" Veer aage jhuka aur table par rakhe Riya ke haath ke paas apna haath rakha. Touch nahi kiya bas itna kareeb ki Riya uski body heat mehsoos kar sake. "Ye thand AC ki wajah se nahi hai. Ye tumhare andar se aa rahi hai."

Riya ka chehra safed pad gaya. "Tum... tumhe kaise pata?"

Veer ki aankhon me ek chamak aayi. "Main jaanta hoon ki har Purnima ki raat tumhe aisa lagta hai jaise hazaron suiyan tumhare sharir me chubh rahi hain. Khoon jamne lagta hai aur saans lena mushkil ho jata hai. Sahi kaha na?"

Riya ki kitaab haath se choot kar table par gir gayi. Ye baat usne aaj tak kisi ko nahi batayi thi. Sirf uske parents jaante the. Veer ko ye kaise pata chala?

"Tum... tum kaun ho?" Riya ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi.

Veer ne uska haath pakad liya.

Riya peeche hatna chahti thi lekin Veer ka haath garam lohe jaisa tha. Jaise hi Veer ki skin Riya ki skin se touch hui Riya ko laga jaise kisi ne uske thande sharir me aag laga di ho. Ek jhatke me uska dard gayab hone laga. Wo thandak jo use andar se kha rahi thi wo Veer ki garmi ke saamne pighalne lagi.

Riya ki aankhein band ho gayi. "Ahhh..." uske muh se ek raahat bhari siski nikal gayi. Ye sukoon use saalon baad mila tha.

Veer ne ek minute baad uska haath chhod diya.

Dard wapas laut aaya lekin pehle se kam tha. Riya haanfne lagi jaise wo abhi kisi gehre paani se bahar nikli ho.

"Ye... ye tumne kaise kiya?" Riya ne Veer ko aise dekha jaise wo koi jadugar ho.

Veer khada ho gaya aur apni jeb me haath daal liye. "Tumhari bimari ka ilaaj doctors ke paas nahi hai Riya. Kyunki ye bimari nahi ek shraap hai. Extreme Yin Body. Tumhara sharir itni zyada thandi urja bana raha hai ki wo tumhe hi maar rahi hai."

Riya ko kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha par wo inkar bhi nahi kar sakti thi kyunki Veer ke choone se jo aaram mila tha wo sach tha.

"Kal raat Purnima hai," Veer ne Riya ki aankhon me dekhte hue kaha. "Kal raat ye thandak apne charam par hogi. Agar tumne kuch nahi kiya toh shayad tumhari nason me khoon barf ban jayega."

"Toh main kya karun?" Riya ki aankhon me ab ghamand nahi bacha tha sirf survival ki ichha thi. "Please... batao mujhe."

Veer muskuraaya. Ye wahi pal tha jiska use intezaar tha. Shikaar ab khud jaal me aa chuka tha.

"Mere paas aana," Veer ne kaha. "Kal raat 10 baje. Mere flat par."

Riya hairan reh gayi. "Tumhare flat par? Kyu?"

Veer ne palat kar chalna shuru kar diya. Jaate-jaate wo bola, "Zinda rehna hai toh sawal mat puchna. Kal raat tumhare paas do hi raaste honge—ya toh thand se marna ya meri garmi se zinda rehna. Faisla tumhara hai."

Veer library se bahar nikal gaya.

Riya wahan sunn baithi reh gayi. Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Kya Veer sach bol raha tha? Ya ye bas use apne bistar tak laane ka koi naya tareeka tha?

Lekin wo touch... wo garmahat... wo jhooth nahi ho sakti thi.

Riya ne apni mutthi bheench li. "Kal raat... mujhe jaana hi hoga."

Bahar corridor me Veer ne ek gehri saans li.

"Step 1 complete," Veer ne socha. "Riya ki Yin energy meri cultivation ke liye perfect fuel hogi. Aur badle me main use maut se bacha lunga. Fair deal."

Lekin abhi raat baaki thi aur Veer ka agla target koi aur tha.

Divya Rathore.

Usne suna tha aaj raat Rathore Group ki ek charity party hai. Wahan pura shahar ikhatta hone wala tha.

"Chalo dekhte hain meri pyari ex-girlfriend kya kar rahi hai," Veer ne apni car ki chaabi ghumayi.

Party ka invitation Veer ke paas nahi tha par Asura ke liye darwaze band nahi hote wo tode jaate hain.

Scene: The Grand Imperial Hotel. The Rathore Charity Gala.

Grand Imperial Hotel ka ballroom roshni se nahaya hua tha. Shahar ke sabse ameer aur taqatwar log yahan jama the. Mehenge suit aur designer gowns ki chamak har taraf thi. Hawa me champagne aur mehenge perfume ki khushbu ghuli hui thi.

Ye Rathore Group ki charity party thi aur iski host thi Divya Rathore.

Divya aaj kisi apsara se kam nahi lag rahi thi. Usne ek gehri laal rang ki backless gown pehni thi jo uske gore jism par aag ki tarah lag rahi thi. Gown ka gala kaafi deep tha jo uske ubhare hue seene ki jhalak dikha raha tha aur side slit se uski lambi aur shape me bani hui taang dikh rahi thi.

Wo logon se ghirii hui thi haath me wine ka glass pakde hue sabki taareefon ka jawab jhoothi muskaan ke saath de rahi thi.

"Divya darling, tum to aaj kamaal lag rahi ho," ek business tycoon ne kaha.

"Thank you, Mr. Khanna," Divya ne nazaakat se kaha. Par uski aankhein bheed me kisi ko dhund rahi thi. Shayad koi aisa jo uske level ka ho.

Tabhi main darwaze par hulchul hui.

Music thoda dheema pad gaya. Logon ki gardanein ghum gayi.

Entrance par do bade bouncers hawa me udte hue door ja gire.

Unke peeche se Veer Singhania andar dakhil hua.

Veer ne aaj ek charcoal grey three-piece suit pehna tha. Uske baal piche ki taraf set the aur chehre par ek aisi thandak thi jaise wo kisi jung ke maidan me utra ho party me nahi. Uske chalne ka andaaz badal chuka tha. Har kadam ke saath ek invisible dabav pure hall me phail raha tha.

"Ye... ye Veer Singhania hai?" log fusfusane lage. "Suna tha accident ke baad khatam ho gaya tha."

"Iska chehra dekho... kitna badal gaya hai."

Divya ki hansi ruk gayi. Usne Veer ko dekha aur uska dil ek pal ke liye dhadakna bhool gaya. Ye wo Veer nahi tha jo uske peeche dum hilata ghumta tha. Ye koi aur tha. Uski aankhon me wo pichla wala pagalpan nahi tha balki ek aisi gehraai thi jo Divya ko dara rahi thi.

Veer seedha bar ki taraf gaya. Usne aas-paas ke logon ko aise ignore kiya jaise wo wahan the hi nahi.

"Whiskey. Neat," Veer ne bartender se kaha.

Tabhi Divya gusse me tezi se uski taraf aayi. Uske heels ki awaaz khat-khat karke Veer ke paas ruki.

"Tumhari himmat kaise hui yahan aane ki?" Divya ne dabe hue gusse me kaha. "Security ko maara tumne? Tumhe abhi police ke hawale kar sakti hoon."

Veer ne apna glass uthaya aur ek sip liya. Phir usne dheere se mud kar Divya ko dekha. Uski nazar Divya ke chehre se hoti hui uske gale aur phir uske khule hue seene par gayi. Divya ne pehli baar kisi mard ki nazar me itni bhookh aur itni taqat dekhi thi. Wo chahte hue bhi apni dress theek nahi kar payi.

"Police?" Veer thoda aage jhuka. Divya ke itne kareeb ki wo Veer ke suit ki mehak sungh sakti thi—tobacco, musk aur mardana taqat ki khushbu. "Singhania ko police ka darr dikha rahi ho Divya? Bhool gayi main kaun hoon?"

Divya peeche hatna chahti thi par Veer ki aankhon ne use jakad rakha tha.

"Tum... tum invited nahi ho," Divya haklayi.

"Main jahan jaana chahta hoon wahan invitation ki zarurat nahi hoti," Veer ne apna glass wapas rakha aur Divya ki kamar par haath rakh diya.

Divya ka sharir sunn pad gaya. Aaj tak kisi ne use aise chune ki himmat nahi ki thi. Veer ka haath garam tha aur uski pakad mazboot. Ye koi request nahi thi ye adhikaar tha.

"Hato mujhse!" Divya ne virodh kiya par uski awaaz me wo dum nahi tha.

Tabhi ek aur ladka wahan aa gaya. Karan. Divya ka business partner aur college ka ek aur ameerzaada.

"Oye Veer!" Karan ne Veer ka kandha pakda. "Suna nahi tune? Madam ne kaha door raho."

Veer ruk gaya. Usne Divya ki kamar se haath hataya aur dheere se Karan ki taraf muda.

Veer ki aankhon me ek laal chamak aayi.

"Haath hata," Veer ne shant awaaz me kaha.

Karan hansa. "Warna kya? Tu mujhe maarega? Bhool gaya pichli baar gym me kya haal kiya tha maine tera?"

Veer ne muskurate hue Karan ka haath apne kandhe se hataya aur uski ungliyan pakad li.

"Pichli baar?" Veer ne kaha. "Wo Veer mar gaya Karan."

*Crack.*

Veer ne bas halka sa zor lagaya aur Karan ki index finger ulti disha me mud gayi.

"AAAAHHH!" Karan cheekh pada aur ghutno par gir gaya.

Pure hall me sannata cha gaya. Music band ho gaya. Sab log darr ke maare peeche hat gaye. Veer ne Karan ko ek laat maari aur wo ludhakta hua door ja gira.

Veer ne apni coat theek ki aur wapas Divya ki taraf muda. Divya ab darr se kaanp rahi thi. Karan college ka boxing champion tha aur Veer ne use ek second me tod diya tha.

Veer Divya ke kaan ke paas jhuka.

"Tumhari company... Rathore Fashions," Veer fusfusaya. "Suna hai pichle quarter me loss me chal rahi hai. Investors bhag rahe hain."

Divya ki aankhein phail gayi. Ye baat sirf board members ko pata thi.

"Tum... tumhe kaise..."

"Main sab jaanta hoon," Veer ne Divya ke baalon ki ek lat ko uske kaan ke peeche kiya. Uski ungliyan Divya ki gardan ko chu gayi aur Divya ke pure sharir me ek siharan daud gayi. "Agar madad chahiye ho to mere paas aana. Lekin yaad rakhna meri keemat paiso me nahi hoti."

Veer ne use wahan choda aur exit ki taraf badh gaya.

Jaate-jaate usne ek waiter ki tray se champagne ka glass uthaya ek ghunt piya aur baaki glass wahi farsh par gira diya.

*Chanakk!*

Kaanch tootne ki awaaz ke saath Veer hall se bahar nikal gaya.

Peeche Divya apni saansein sambhalne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Uska dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki use lag raha tha bahar aa jayega. Darr? Haan. Lekin us darr ke neeche ek ajeeb si uttejna bhi thi. Aaj pehli baar kisi ne use control kiya tha. Aur na chahte hue bhi uska sharir us dominance par respond kar raha tha.

"Veer Singhania..." Divya ne apne aap se kaha. "Tum aakhir ho kya?"

Bahar nikal kar Veer ne ek gehri saans li.

Raat kaafi rangeen hone wali thi par uska kaam abhi khatam nahi hua tha.

"Ab waqt hai ghar jaane ka," Veer ne socha. "Kal raat Full Moon hai. Riya aayegi. Aur mujhe uske liye taiyari karni hogi. Ye dual cultivation aasaan nahi hone wala."

Lekin usse pehle ek chota sa kaam aur tha.

Veer ne apni jeb se wo kaali murti nikali. Andhere me wo murti halki si chamak rahi thi.

"Isme abhi bhi thodi energy bachi hai," Veer ne mehsoos kiya. "Isse main ek chota sa 'Formation' bana sakta hoon apne kamre me. Taki kal jab main Riya ki Yin energy ko absorb karun to koi disturbance na ho."

Veer apni gaadi me baitha aur engine start kiya.

Shikaar jaal me aa rahe the. Ek-ek karke.

Asura ka raaj shuru ho chuka tha.

Scene: Veer's Private Bedroom, Singhania Mansion. Late Night.

Raat ka kaafi waqt beet chuka tha. Pura Singhania Mansion so raha tha lekin Veer ke kamre ki lights abhi bhi jal rahi thi.

Veer ne apne kamre ke darwaze ko andar se lock kiya aur parde gira diye.

Ab waqt tha aakhiri taiyari ka.

Veer ne wo kaali murti apne bed ke theek beech me rakhi. Murti ki neeli aankhein andhere me chamak rahi thi. Usne apni jeb se ek chota sa chaaku nikala aur apni ungli par ek halka sa cut lagaya.

Khoon ki ek boond nikli.

Veer ne us khoon se murti ke maathe par ek nishaan banaya. Ek purana aur jatil nishaan jo cultivation world me 'Spirit Lock' ke naam se jaana jaata tha.

Jaise hi khoon murti se touch hua kamre ki hawa bhaari ho gayi. Ek adrishya deewar si pure kamre ke charo taraf ban gayi.

"Formation complete," Veer ne apne khoon wale haath ko chaata. Uski aankhon me ek laal chamak thi. "Ab is kamre me jo bhi hoga wo bahar kisi ko sunayi nahi dega. Na hi koi bina meri marzi ke andar aa payega."

Ye zaroori tha. Kal raat jab wo Riya ki Extreme Yin Energy ko absorb karega toh urja ka visphot hoga. Agar kisi ne beech me dastak di ya andar aane ki koshish ki toh cultivation ulti pad sakti hai aur dono ki jaan ja sakti hai.

Veer bed par dhyan lagakar baith gaya. Usne apni saansein dheemi ki aur apne naye bane hue meridians me energy ghumane laga.

"Kal raat... Purnima," Veer ne khidki ke bahar dekha jahan chaand abhi adhura tha. "Kal raat ye sharir pehli baar asli mard banega. Aur Riya... wo meri pehli seedhi hogi."

***

**Scene Shift: Agli Raat - Purnima (Full Moon Night).**

Shahar ke upar ek bada aur chamakdar poora chaand nikal aaya tha. Uski doodhiya roshni har cheez ko nhela rahi thi.

Lekin Riya Sharma ke liye ye roshni kisi maut ki saza jaisi thi.

Hostel ke kamre me Riya apne bistar par sukdi hui padi thi. Usne teen kambal odh rakhe the phir bhi uska sharir buri tarah kaanp raha tha. Uske honth neele pad chuke the aur saans lene me har baar ek siski nikal rahi thi.

Ghadi me 9:30 baj rahe the.

"Nahi... main bardasht nahi kar sakti..." Riya ne rote hue kaha. Uski haddiyon me aisa dard ho raha tha jaise koi unhe hathode se tod raha ho.

Uske dimaag me Veer ki awaaz gunji.

*'Mere paas aana. Kal raat 10 baje.'*
*'Ya toh thand se marna ya meri garmi se zinda rehna.'*

Riya ne apni aankhein band ki. Usne socha tha wo nahi jayegi. Veer ek playboy tha ek bigda hua ladka. Wo uske paas kaise ja sakti thi?

Lekin maut ka darr har usool se bada hota hai.

Riya ne mushkil se apne aap ko bistar se uthaya. Uske pair zameen par padte hi ladkhada gaye. Usne ek heavy jacket pehni apna chehra scarf se dhaka aur darwaze ki taraf badhi.

"Bas aaj raat..." Riya ne khud ko samjhaya. "Zinda rehne ke liye."

Wo hostel se chori-chhupe nikli aur sadak par aayi. Ek taxi roka aur Singhania Mansion ka address diya.

***

**Scene: Singhania Mansion Gate. 9:55 PM.**

Taxi gate par ruki. Guards ne rokna chaha par Veer ne pehle hi keh rakha tha ki agar koi ladki aaye toh use seedha andar aane diya jaye.

Riya ladkhadate kadmon se main door tak pahunchi. Mansion shant tha.

Wo upar seedhiyon se Veer ke kamre ki taraf gayi. Har kadam ke saath uska dard badhta ja raha tha. Uske sharir par barf ki ek patli parat jamne lagi thi.

Kamra number 101.

Riya darwaze ke saamne khadi thi. Uska haath darwaze ki knob tak pahunchne me kaanp raha tha.

*Thak. Thak.*

Do halki dastak.

Darwaza turant khul gaya jaise Veer darwaze ke peeche hi khada uska intezaar kar raha ho.

Veer saamne khada tha. Usne sirf ek loose black silk robe pehna tha jo aage se halka khula tha uska chouda seena saaf dikh raha tha.

Kamre ke andar se ek aisi garam hawa ka jhonka aaya ki Riya ko laga wo swarg me aa gayi hai.

Veer ne Riya ki halat dekhi. Wo puri tarah neeli pad chuki thi aur behosh hone ki kagaar par thi.

"Sahi waqt par aayi ho," Veer ne muskurate hue kaha aur apna haath aage badhaya.

Riya ne bina kuch soche Veer ke upar gir gayi. Veer ne use apni mazboot baahon me thaam liya.

Jaise hi Riya ka thanda sharir Veer ke garam sharir se takraya ek current sa dono ke beech doda.

Veer ne darwaza pair se dhakka maar kar band kiya.

*Click.*

Lock lagne ki awaaz ke saath hi Riya ki kismat ab Veer ke haathon me kaid ho gayi thi.

Veer ne Riya ko apni goad me utha liya aur bed ki taraf badha.

"Aaj raat," Veer ne Riya ke kaan me fusfusaya, "Main tumhe wo duniya dikhaunga jo tumne sapno me bhi nahi sochi hogi."

Riya ne apni aankhein band kar li aur apna sar Veer ke kandhe par rakh diya. Uski saansein Veer ki gardan par garm mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Shikaar ab shikaari ki baahon me tha.

Aur Dual Cultivation shuru hone wala tha.

Bahut hi shaandar update diya hai Rex1 bhai....
Nice and lovely update....

 

[Rocky2602]

Nice n fantastic

 

[bhay25]

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