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Demon Kingdom
शानदारEpisode 45
Demon kingdom
Ochyra University tournament ki fateh ban kar saamne aayi, aur teachers aur representatives ne faisla kiya ke woh iss jeet ka jashan manayenge.
Tournament ke khatam hote hi Sikandar ka naam aur bhi zyada mashhoor ho gaya.
Kyunkay tournament mukhtalif TV channels par broadcast hua tha, is liye ab Sikandar, Ochyra University ka icon ban chuka tha.
Raat dheere dheere tapak kar neeche aa rahi thi jab Sikandar clinic ki taraf chal raha tha.
Woh Adhara aur Rosie ko dekhne jaa raha tha—dono buri tarah se haari aur zakhmi ho gayi theen.
Chalte hue Sikandar ne system se poocha:
‘System, Adhara ko poora Werewolf banane ka tareeqa kya hai?’
System ka jawab aya:
<User ko apne Silverstar Pack ka ek unique mark banana hoga. Phir user ko woh mark Adhara par lagana hoga, aur us mark ko apne khoon se activate karna hoga.>
Sikandar ne gahri saans li,
‘Yeh unique mark karta kya hai?’
<Yeh tumhare pack ka nishaan hoga, aur Adhara ko Werewolf banane ka catalyst.>
‘Catalyst? Matlab tabdili mein waqt lagega?’
<Haan. 7 raatein, ya phir ek Full Moon ki raat.>
System se baat karte karte ussey pata hi nahi chala kab woh clinic ke darwaze tak aa gaya.
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Clinic ka darwaza khula.
Yeh aik khaas clinic tha jo sirf Ochyra University ke liye reserve hota tha — jaise Faraday ko yakeen tha ke woh jeet jayenge.
Sikandar ne tanz se socha,
‘Wah, kitna khayal rakhte hain humara.’
Hall metal rangon se bhara hua tha, aur aage aik nurse files likh rahi thi.
Sikandar ne poocha,
“Adhara Alpenore ka room kaunsa hai?”
Nurse ne uski shakal dekhi, aik lamha ruki, phir boli:
“Room number 3. Woh abhi abhi hosh mein aayi hai.”
Sikandar ne shukriya ada kiya aur room ki taraf barh gaya.
Creak…
Darwaza khula toh dekha ke Adhara bistar par baithi hui hai, halki si ghum-sum.
Magar Sikandar ko dekhte hi uski aankhon mein chamak aa gayi.
“SIKANDAR!!”
Woh seedha uth kar bhaagi aur usse zor se hug kar liya — jaise darr ho ke woh usse kho na de.
Sikandar hiraan reh gaya.
Usne Adhara ke kandhe par haath rakha:
“Hey… kya hua?”
Adhara ki saanson mein ruk ruk kar roona barh gaya.
Sikandar soch mein pad gaya,
‘Kya Suraj ne zyada zor se maara tha? Mujhe lagta tha woh control mein tha…’
Adhara ne beech mein kaha:
“Mujhe laga tum mujhe chhor doge…”
Sikandar ne uljhan bhari muskurahat di,
“Kab bola maine aisa? Yeh kya baat hui?”
Adhara ne pheli si masoomiyat se kaha:
“Suraj ne kaha ke tumne usko test karne bheja tha. Mujhe laga ke main kamzor nikli toh tum mujhe chhor doge.”
Sikandar hans para:
“Main ne Suraj ko bas follow karne ko kaha tha. Woh tumhe test mazaak mein kar baitha.”
Adhara aik dum se chup ho gayi.
“Wait… Suraj ne mujhe follow kiya?!”
Sikandar kursi par baithte hue bola:
“Tum mujhse kuch kehna chahti ho? Ya main bolo?”
Adhara ka sar neeche jhuk gaya.
Agar Suraj ne follow kiya… toh Sikandar zaroor sab jaanta hai.
Sikandar ne sakoon se kaha:
“Tumne kaha tha, no more secrets. Phir tumne chhup kar woh sab kyun kiya? Upar se Suraj tak ko pata chal gaya.”
Adhara ne lab kaat liye:
“Dar lagta tha… ke tum mujhse ghin na kha lo. Is liye socha chup kar kar loon.”
Sikandar uth kar uske paas gaya:
“Fikar mat karo. Suraj ko kuch farq nahi para. Aur main kal raat tumhe khud tabdeel karoon ga. Tab tak yahan aaram karo.”
Woh itna keh kar room se nikal gaya.
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Baher nikal kar uski nazar Room #2 par pari.
Green light jal rahi thi — Rosie ka room.
Sikandar ka haath handle tak gaya…
Phir ruk gaya.
‘Mera aur Rosie ka deal khatam ho chuka hai. Unke parents samajhte hain ke hum abhi saath hain, magar sach sirf ek faaida ka muamla tha.’
Sikandar ne darwaza nahi khola.
Seedha clinic se nikal gaya.
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Clinic se baher nikalte hi ek aadmi uske raste mein aaya —
uski uniform par Faraday University ka emblem tha.
Sikandar uske paas se be-parwa chal kar guzra hi tha ke…
“Sikandar Silverstar.”
Aik thanndi, gehri awaaz.
Sikandar ruk gaya.
Aahista se palta —
uski aankhon mein sawal tha.
Aik aadmi Sikandar ke paas aaya aur narmi se bola,
"Mujhe hukm mila hai ke main aap ko Principal ke office tak escort karun. Meherbani kar ke mere saath chalein?"
‘Principal ka office?’ Sikandar ne dil hi dil mein socha.
Woh halka sa sar hila kar us aadmi ke saath chal diya.
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Principal ka Office
Principal ke office mein daakhil hotay hi,
Sikandar ka pehla tassur aik khula, pur-sukoon kamra tha, jiska poora interior purani lakri se bana hua tha.
Faraday University ka futuristic mahal is se bilkul mukhtalif tha—magar yeh kamra to jaise kisi pur-asrar daastan ka hissa lag raha tha.
Sikandar ko sofa par baithne ko kaha gaya. Woh aas-paas dekhne laga.
‘Yahan ki khushboo ajeeb si tasalli deti hai… bohot refreshing…’
Kamre mein koi khamosh si mana ki rawani thi jo us ka dimagh halka kar rahi thi.
Us ki nazar diwaar par latki aik lakri ke staff par pari. Upar se aam lag raha tha, magar Sikandar us mein se nikalti halki si mana wave mehsoos kar sakta tha.
Kamre ke andar ek doosra darwaza bhi tha.
‘Shayad yeh Principal ka private room ho…’ Sikandar ne andaza lagaya.
Jahan tak nazar jaati—spellbooks, trophiyaan, scrolls… sab kuch ek tajurbaykar Awakened ki zindagi ki nishaniyan theen.
Phir woh darwaza khula…
Aik buzurg shaks, lagbhag saath saal ki umar, aik cane liye nikalay.
Safed baal peeche set, aur cane ke bawajood chalne mein koi kamzori nahi—bilkul mutma’in, bilkul qaabil-e-ahtiram.
Sikandar foran khara hua.
Principal ne muskurate hue kaha,
"Aram se beta, itna sakht mat ho."
Un ke peeche tournament ka wohi Jury khara tha—jisko dekhte hi Sikandar ki aankhein thandi ho gayi.
Usay maloom tha yeh wohi aadmi hai jis ne cheating coordinate ki thi.
Principal aram se baith gaye. Jury un ke saath sakht chehra liye khara raha.
"Sikandar Silverstar… Dwight City ka Hero… aur Ochyra University ka number one,"
Principal ne be-ikhteyar ta’ajub se kaha.
Sikandar ne halka sa muskurate hue sar jhuka diya.
Principal ne Jury ko kuch ishaara kiya.
"Kya piyoge?"
"Pani theek hai."
Jury ne be-dilli se glasses rakhay, magar Principal ke nigrani mein woh be-adab hone ki himmat na kar saka.
Principal ne apni daari sehlate hue kaha:
"Tumhari military file dekhi maine. Bohot kamal ki close-quarter fighting skills… aik military law toot gaya… special reconnaissance unit… aur itni service ke bawajood abhi tak Private."
Sikandar ko hairani na hui. Is level ke logon ke liye yeh information lena mushkil na tha.
"Main samajh sakta hoon… umar bhi kam… aur woh saza bhi."
Sikandar ne tasdeeq mein sar hila diya.
"Mujhe pata chala ke tumhara dost Suraj bhi yahaan hai, kaise lag raha?"
"Sachi baat? Bohot surprise hua tha, magar acha laga."
Phir Sikandar ne seedha sawaal kar diya:
"Sir, asal wajah kya hai jis liye aap ne mujhe bulaya?"
Principal ne halka sa muskuraya.
"Baat ko ghumatay nahi… seedhi baat karta hoon."
"Faraday University chahti hai ke tum yahaan transfer ho jao."
Jury sakht hiraan ho gaya.
"Sir, yeh mumkin nahi. Recruitment to khatam ho chuki—"
Principal ne ghoor kar kahaa:
"Main hoon kaun? Qanoon main banata hoon, tum nahi."
Jury ki bolti band.
Sikandar soch mein doob gaya.
Training ground, environment, facilities… sab kuch behtar. Suraj bhi yahaan.
Yeh jagah Ochyra se bohot aage lag rahi thi.
"Offer acha hai, lekin…"
Us ne thandi nigah Jury par daali.
Principal muskuraya.
Phir aik dum—
BAM!!
Principal ne sirf haath rakha tha—aur Jury seedha zameen se chipak gaya.
Ek peak rank-five Awakened ek tap se be-bas.
Sikandar ki saans ruk si gayi.
Principal thandey lehjay mein bola:
"Aik be-hunar aadmi… aur tum jaisi qeemti quwwat ko cheat karta hai? Mujhe sab pata hai."
Jury ka rang udh gaya.
"Sir! Main… yeh… aisa nahi—"
Principal ne cane uthai.
Aik laal barrier Jury ko ghair liya.
Mana ki shiddat se Sikandar ka apna lightning mana freeze ho gaya, jaise space lock ho chuka ho.
"Sir! Reham… main resign kar dunga…!"
Principal ne bina expression ke cane zameen par tap ki.
Thud!
Phir…
SPLAT!
Jury aik lamhe mein barrier ke andar phat gaya.
Khoon aur insides barrier ke andar chipak gaye.
Sikandar ki ragon mein thand si daud gayi.
Principal araam se sofa par baith gaye:
"Ahh, kaafi din say dil chah raha tha."
Sikandar seedha ho kar baith gaya—poora jism tan gaya.
‘Yeh aadmi… bohot dangerous hai.’
Principal ne muskura kar kaha:
"Socho. Zabardasti nahi karunga. Offer tumhare liye hamesha khula hai."
Phir unhon ne asli bomb gira diya:
"Agar tum transfer ho jao…
• mahine ke 3 High-Grade Lightning Stones,
• hamara behtareen Lightning Elementalist tumhara personal tutor,
• aur mahine ke $2,000,000."
Sikandar ki aankhein phail gayi.
Principal ne izafa kiya:
"Ochyra to new hai… abhi unhein Ratmawati City se saalana supplies nahi milti. Ranking ke baad milegi—wo bhi January mein."
‘Is liye Ochyra benefits nahi deta…’
Sikandar ko har baat samajh aa gayi.
"Main soch kar jawab dunga, sir."
Principal khush nazar aaya.
"Main intezar karunga."
Sikandar ne office se janay hi laga tha ke bahar se awaaz aayi:
"Mujhe andar jaane do! Main apne student se milna chahti hoon!"
"Ma’am please, humein forced na karein—"
"Side hato!!"
Darwaza dhad se khula aur Hera aag ki tarah ghusne ko tayyar thi.
Magar Sikandar ko dekh kar ruk gayi.
"Sikandar!"
Woh bhaag kar uske paas aayi.
"Kya ho raha tha? Principal ne tumhein kyun bulaya? Tum theek ho?"
Sawaalon ki barsaat.
Sikandar ne halka sa muskuraya—magar raaz chhupa kar.
"Kuch nahi… chalo, jeet ka jashn manate hain."
Hera ne uski aankhon se pehchan liya:
‘Yeh kuch chhupa raha hai… kya Faraday ne ise scout kar liya?’
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Dusri taraf supernatural Territory
Supernatural territory ke gehraiyon mein ek jagah hai jahan insaan kabhi pair nahi rakhte — Demon Kingdom.
Ye ilaqa insaanon ke city se bahut door hai, unki duniya se alag, ek andheri aur sunsaan zameen jahan sirf tabahi aur aag ka raaj hai.
Insaano ke ilaqe ke aas paas saat supernatural saltanatein maujood hain —
Vampire Kingdom,
Werewolf Kingdom,
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Undead Tomb,
Shapeshifter Temple,
Elvis Forest,
Dragonman Cave,
aur Demons Kingdom.
Ye sab insaano ke ilaqe se lagte hain, lekin ek dusre se itne door ke beech mein das-hazaaron kilometron ka faasla hota hai.
Misal ke taur par, Werewolves aur Dragonmen kabhi aam tor par nahi milte — sirf ek hi mauqa hota hai jab sab milte hain —
“GodKing Summit”, jo har das saal mein hoti hai.
Lekin Demon Kingdom auron se alag hai.
Ye andar gehra, andhera aur bhayanak hai.
Iske aas paas Vampire Kingdom aur Undead Tomb hain, lekin inke darmiyan bhi sauon kilometron ka fasla hai.
Demon Kingdom ka zameen par koi sheher nahi —
sirf barren land, jahan zindagi ka koi nishan nahi milta.
Na paani, na ped, na hawa — sirf garam, sulagti zameen.
Unka asal sheher zameen ke neeche chhupa hua hai —
ek hi raasta hai andar jaane ka… aur ek hi bahar aane ka.
Woh raasta ek vishaal shaitani munh ke roop mein hai —
pathar se bana hua, aakhon se aag nikalti hui.
Uske dono taraf do dehshatnaak demon guards khade hain —
aag se tapkati unke badan, laal chamakte hue, aur unke haath mein spiky lava maces hain.
Agar Rex yahaan hota, toh sirf unka presence mehsoos karke hi bhaag jaata — itna farq tha taqat mein.
Demon guards apni jagah par khade the jab unhone door se ek kaali carriage aate dekhi.
Dhool aur dhuen ke beech woh tez raftaar se unki taraf badh rahi thi.
Jab woh kareeb aayi, toh us par ek khooni crest bana hua tha —
aur usse do bade mutayed beasts, jaise bade hue rakshasi bats, kheench rahe the.
Unke pair zameen ko cheer rahe the, awaaz bijli ki tarah goonj rahi thi.
Carriage rukti hai.
Ek aadmi butler ke libaas mein utarta hai, aur darwaza adab se kholta hai.
Andar se ek safed, pale chehra wala aadmi bahar aata hai —
uski aankhon mein laal bijli, jism par kale kapde, aur hath mai 1 pakri hui ek kali talwar jisme se khaufnaak khooni aura nikal raha hai.
Demon guards ne usse pehchaan liya —
“King Solomon…”
Unke lafz girte hue lagte hain.
“King Solomon, aap yahaan kyun aaye hain?”
Solomon ne sirf unki taraf dekha — uski aankhon ke andar kaale dots ghoom rahe the.
Ek pal mein uski aankhon se laal roshni nikli — aur dono demon guards ghutnon pe gir gaye.
Dharti phat gayi.
Aas paas ki hawa bhaari ho gayi.
Unki aag bujh gayi jaise kisi ne rooh se jaan kheench li ho.
Solomon ne dheere se kaha:
“Tum dono kaun hote ho mujhse upar khade hone wale?”
Uske alfaaz aag jaise dil ko jala gaye.
Demon guards ka jism laraz gaya.
Phir Solomon ne sirf ek jumla bola:
“Mujhe King Saruth ke paas le chalo.”
Unhone bina kuch kahe sirf sir jhuka liya — aur uske saath Demon Kingdom ke andar chalte gaye.
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👁 Demon Castle ke 8 Floors
Andar jaate hi Solomon ne dekha —
neeche laava ka samundar behta tha, jisme hazaaron chhote demons rait ki tarah hilte dikh rahe the.
Laal roshni se poora maqbara chamak raha tha.
Lekin jaise hi unhone Solomon ka aura mehsoos kiya —
sab raste se hat gaye, jaise maut ka saaya unke paas se guzar gaya ho.
Beech mein ek vishaal qila tha — uske upar ek demonic pig ka nishan bana hua.
Solomon ne bhauen chadhayi.
“Yeh jagah badli hui lag rahi hai…”
Guard ne jawab diya,
“King Saruth ka hukam hai, unhone layout badal diya hai.”
Solomon muskuraya,
“Shayad bore ho gaya hoga…”
Guard ne sirf sir jhuka liya — jawab dene ki himmat nahi hui.
Chalte hue Solomon ne poocha,
“Kya badla?”
Guard bola,
“Ab Demon Castle survival of the strongest pe chalta hai.
Demon jitni zyada demonic energy khaata hai, utna taqatwar hota hai.
Is liye King Saruth ne qila ko 8 floors mein divide kar diya hai.
Jitna upar jaoge, utne paas hoge Demonic Eye ke.”
Solomon ne kaha,
“Toh har Archdemon apna floor rakhta hai?”
“Ji, King Saruth ke ilawa 7 Archdemons hain. Har ek ke paas apna floor hai — aur agar chahein toh ek dusre se lad kar floor cheen bhi sakte hain.”
Solomon ne castle ke upar ke symbol par nazar daali,
aur hans pada —
“Yeh Beeltopheles ka nishan hai…”
Woh pehchaanta tha, kyunke woh pehle sab Archdemons se mil chuka tha.
Castle ke peeche woh ek laal chamakte hue portal ke paas pahunche.
Wahan do kale scaled demon auratein khadi thi — unke sar se crescent horns, aur piche lambi poonch.
Solomon ne shanti se kaha,
“Mujhe King Saruth ke paas le chalo.”
Demon auratein ne ghur kar dekha,
kuch ajeeb si awaz nikali — aur portal mein rasta khol diya.
Woh ek ke baad ek 6 portals se guzra.
Har floor alag, har duniya aur bhi zyada khoon se bhari.
Har jagah demonon ki fauj, aur har fauj pehle se zyada taqatwar.
6th floor tak aate-aate Solomon ruk gaya.
Uska butler bhi shaant ho gaya.
“Yeh sab… rank five se upar hain…”
usne dheere se kaha.
Solomon ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Demon Kingdom kabhi itna khushhaal nahi tha… lagta hai King Saruth ne asal mein taqat ka naya daur shuru kar diya hai.”
Jo cheez sab ko sabse zyada hiraan kar rahi thi… woh yeh thi ke unki taadaad kitni thi.
Hundreds mein… itne ke unhein rokna namumkin lag raha tha.
Lekin hairani ki baat yeh thi ke sab ke sab sote hue the — gehri hibernation mein.
Demon Kingdom ke 7th floor par, ek shakhs ghoom raha tha —
Archdemon Lucius.
Achanak uski nazar Solomon, Vampire King par padi.
Lucius ne garaj kar kaha,
“King Solomon… kya kar rahe ho yahan, chhote vampire?”
Uske lehje mein fakhar aur takabbur tha.
Lucius das foot lamba, ek danti hui shakal ka Archdemon tha.
Uske tez daanton se khoon tapakta lagta tha, aur uska jism kisi nightmare ki tarah asymmetric aur muscular tha.
Peechay se nikle hue bade kalaay paron ne use aur bhi khaufnaak bana diya tha.
Har qadam par zameen phat jaati thi, aur uska demonic energy hawa mein bijli ki tarah goonjti thi.
Uske paas khada Vampire bhi mushkil se khud ko sambhal raha tha.
Lekin Solomon ne halka sa smirk kiya,
“Aray Lucius… mujhe toh hairat hai ke tum jaise chhoti dimag waale demon ne baaki Archdemons ko hara diya.”
Uska lehja mazahiya tha, lekin andar se dagger jaisa teekha.
Lucius ka chehra laal ho gaya.
Woh zor se garja —
ROAR!!!
Uske mooh se nikli laar hawa mein udi, magar Solomon ke ird gird chamakta laal barrier use rok gaya.
Solomon ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Bas itna hi?”
Lucius ne ghusse se kaha,
“Bhool mat… yeh humara ilaaka hai!”
Solomon ne sirf muskurahat se jawab diya.
Usay pata tha ke Lucius ki dhamki us par asar nahi karti.
Lucius ka demonic aura Solomon par hamla kar raha tha, hawa tez ho gayi, lekin Solomon ne bas haath uthaya aur kaha,
“Mere pass ladai ka waqt nahi, main King Saruth se milne aaya hoon.”
Lucius ne apna aura wapas le liya, aur tanz se bola,
“King Saruth ko tumhare aane ka pehle se pata hai.”
Phir woh peechay hata, aur raasta de diya.
Jab Solomon portal ke paas pohcha, usne dekha ke wahan do portals hain —
ek crimson laal aur doosra dark blue.
Usne bhunven chadhate hue poocha,
“Ek minute… Archdemons toh sirf saat hain, phir aathwaan floor kis ka hai?”
Lucius ne uski taraf dekha aur bola,
“Crimson portal mein jao… dark blue ko chhodo.”
Solomon ne dil mein socha ke yeh baat ajeeb hai,
lekin usne kandhe uchkaaye aur curiosity ko daba liya.
Woh laal portal ke kareeb gaya…
Lekin ussi waqt, dark blue portal ke andar se ek darinda nikal aaya!
Uska jism kale koyle jaisa, aankhein neeli aag se jal rahi thi.
Uske elbows se teekhe kaante nikle hue the aur seene par ek roshan neela rune chamak raha tha.
Uske haath mein ek speer thi jiska sirra neeli aag se bhadak raha tha.
Solomon ne foran peeche chhalang lagai, dil mein khauf ka jhatka mehsoos hua.
‘Kya… meri body danger mehsoos kar rahi hai? Yeh demon… mere level ka hai?!’
Uska vampire instinct cheekh raha tha —
Yeh shayad King Saruth jitna ya usse bhi zyada taqatwar hai.
Lekin woh demon aage badha aur shaant awaaz mein bola,
“Vampire? Afsoos, main ne tumhe dara diya.”
Solomon ne apna jazba sambhal kar kaha,
“Main ne tumhe kabhi nahi dekha… tum kaun ho?”
Us waqt Lucius bhi ud kar wapas aaya, uske chehre par sannata tha.
Woh sirf itna keh saka,
“Mujhe kaha gaya tha ke tum taqatwar ho… lekin ab ladai ka iraada nahi.”
Us demon ka aura itna bhari tha ke Lucius ka jism kaanp gaya.
Uski neeli aankhein uske dil ko jala rahi thi.
Solomon ne hairani se poocha,
“Lucius, tum ise nahi jaante? Kaise mumkin hai?”
Lucius bolne hi wala tha ke demon ne khud kaha,
“King Saruth tumhara intezaar kar rahe hain.”
Dono — Solomon aur Lucius — uski taraf dekhta reh gaye.
Woh demon bilkul andheray ka aakar lag raha tha, lekin uska rawaya adab aur sukoon bhara tha.
Lucius ne halka sa jhijhak kar kaha,
“Yeh Vampire… King Solomon hai, Vampires ka hukmaran.”
Demon — jis ka naam Azzen tha — ne sar jhuka kar adaab kiya.
Solomon andar se hil gaya.
‘Yeh demon itna powerful hote hue bhi… itna adab se baat kar raha hai?’
Lucius ne bechaini se dekha, kyunke jis demon ke saamne woh khud dare hue tha,
woh ab Solomon ke saamne jhuk raha tha.
Solomon ne thanda sa saans liya aur kaha,
“Main King Saruth se milta hoon… hume tang mat karna.”
Azzen ne chup chap sir hila diya.
Solomon ne ek aakhri baar un dono ko dekha,
phir crimson portal ke andar ghus gaya.
Usne andar jaane se pehle dheemi awaaz mein kaha,
“Lagta hai… King Saruth ko mujhe kuch samjhana hoga.”
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Solomon ne qadam badhaya aur laal roshni se chamakne wale crimson portal mein ghus gaya.
Jese hi uska jism andar gaya, use mehsoos hua ke woh kisi aur jahan mein pohanch gaya hai — hawa hi alag thi, bhari aur zehrili.
Ye 8th Manzil thi — jahan rehta tha King Saruth, Demon Kingdom ka sabse khatarnak hukmaran.
Jese hi Solomon ne qadam rakha, uske jism par demonic energy ka bojh mehsoos hua.
Hawa mein aisi siyahi thi ke woh nangi aankhon se bhi dikhai de rahi thi — kuch aisa jaise hawa khud jali hui ho.
Aage ek shandaar aur andhera throne tha, us par baitha tha King Saruth.
Uska jism insano jaisa lagta tha, lekin uski ankhon ka safed hissa kaala aur retina laal thi.
Saruth ke do bade kaale muṛe hue singh uske sir se nikal rahe the, aur uske chehre par aik aisi thakawat bhari sardarana ada thi jaise woh khud jahannum ka malik ho.
Uske ghutnon par baithi thi ek she-devil, jiska naam tha Alonya.
Uske laal hont, kale lambe baal, aur manohar jism aisa tha ke insaan ya vampire dono ka hosla toot jaaye.
Magar uske goat-like horns aur peeth se nikli kali dum use ek khaufnaak makhlooq bana rahe the.
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Uski raakh jaisi grey skin uske insani husn ko aur bhi ajeeb bana deti thi.
Throne tak pahunchne ke liye lambi seedhiyan thi aur dono taraf urti hui laava ki nadiyan — jise dekh kar lagta tha ke ye jaga dozakh ka dil hai.
Throne ke upar hawa mein ek kaali aur laal roshni se chamakne wali gol chhayi hui cheez mandra rahi thi — uske andar ek aankh thi, jo dheere-dheere khul rahi thi…
Aur woh aankh sirf Solomon ko dekh rahi thi. Har qadam par, woh uske saath hil rahi thi.
Throne ke paas hawa mein ek laal bada bastard sword tair raha tha — usse aisi garmi nikal rahi thi ke hawaa jaltay hue lohe jaisi mehsoos hoti thi.
Solomon ke saath khada vampire us garmi se tap kar bulbulay banane laga.
Uski twacha jese ubalti hui ho.
“Mat qareeb aao… tum mar jaoge,” Solomon ne kaha.
Vampire ne sir hila kar peechay hat gaya — uska jism ab aur bardasht nahi kar sakta tha.
Solomon ne aage barh kar halka sa muskura kar kaha,
“Lagta hai tumne mere castle ki raah ka naqsha chura liya hai, Saruth.”
King Saruth hans pada — uski awaz gehri aur ghoonjtay pahadon jaisi thi.
“Hah! Tumhara woh chhota castle? Ye mera Nark ka taaj mahal hai!”
Phir woh apne singhasan se uth kar neeche aaya.
Uske qadam ke saath zameen kaanp uthi.
Usne apne haath failaye aur kaha,
“Swagat hai tumhara mere aise kingdom mein, jise ‘hell’ kehna bhi ek beizzati hai.”
Solomon halki si hansi hansa.
“Tum bilkul nahi badle…”
Saruth ne poocha, “Toh phir… kya wajah hai ke tum mujhe milne aaye ho, King Solomon?”
Solomon jawab dene hi wala tha ke uski nigah Alonya par pad gayi,
jo ab bhi throne ke haath ke sahare baithe hue uski taraf shayrana muskurahat se dekh rahi thi.
Saruth ne uski nigah note karli aur kaha,
“Alonya, hum dono ko akela chhod do.”
Alonya ne meethi hansi hansi, aur seedhiyon se neeche utarne lagi — uske qadam ki clack-clack awaaz, aur uske hilte hue kamar ke saaye Solomon ke dil ki dhaṛkan tez kar gaye.
Woh Solomon ke paas aayi aur apni naazuk ungli ka nukh uske seene par rakha,
“Humein phir se milna pada, King Solomon…”
Solomon ne khud ko sambhalte hue kaha,
“Abhi ye waqt nahi hai, Alonya. Hum zaroori baat kar rahe hain.”
Uski muskurahat aur gheri ho gayi.
“Tum ab bhi mujhse darte ho, Solomon? Kya tumhe dar hai ke ‘phir se’ wahi hoga jo pichli dafa hua tha?”
Solomon ne saansein rok kar nigah chura li. Uska dimagh pichli mulaqat ki yaadon se bhar gaya tha — woh yaad jise woh bhoolna chahta tha.
“Bas, Alonya!” Saruth garja.
Alonya ne ek flirty smile di, apne baalon ko hila kar suhani hansi chhodi aur chal di.
Uski chhoti si chuckle ab bhi kamre mein gunj rahi thi jab woh gayab hui — aur usne Solomon ki rooh tak hila di.
Saruth ne gehri saans li,
“Toh ab batao, itni badi zarurat kya hai?”
Solomon ne apni cloak sambhali aur kaha,
“Mujhe tumhare ancestor se sawal karna hai.”
Ye sunkar Saruth ki aankhein phat gayin.
“Kya?! Tum chaahte ho ke main apne purkhon ko jagaun?! Kya tum paagal ho gaye ho?”
Uska gussa bhadak utha.
Saruth jaanta tha ke bina wajeh kisi purane demon elder ko uthana, qayamat bulaana hota hai.
Solomon ne shaanti se kaha,
“Main sirf Elder Tilrith ko jagana chahta hoon — woh mere ancestors par ek purana qarz rakhti hai.”
Saruth ne gahra saans li, uski aankhon mein shak tha.
“Tilrith ko uthana asaan nahi hai. Duniya abhi tayyar nahi… aur humare paas uske liye zaroori zariya bhi nahi.”
Solomon muskura diya.
Usne haath hilaaya, aur uske saath khare vampire — jo ab bhi garmi se aadha behosh tha — apni jeb se ek ashy-green pathar nikaal laaya.
Jese hi pathar hawa mein utra, kamra hara aur siyah chamak se bhar gaya.
Saruth ki aankhon mein hairani chamak uthi.
“Ye… ye toh wohi stone hai jiska hum sab intezaar kar rahe the! Tum isey chhupaye hue the?!”
Solomon ne muskura kar kaha,
“Lo, ab le lo. Mujhe bas ek mulaqat chahiye.”
Saruth ne bhaari qadam rakhe — zameen hil gayi.
Usne pathar uthaya, use dekhte hue kaha,
“Ye kaam karega… Par agar Tilrith naraz hui, toh main bhi tumhe bacha nahi sakta.”
Usne Solomon ko ishara kiya,
“Mere peeche aao.”
Throne ke peeche ek raazdar raasta khul gaya.
Saruth ne zameen par ek khopdi pakad kar ghumayi — aur aas-paas ki hazaron khopdiyaan hilne lagi, darwaza toot gaya, aur neeche utarne wali andheri seedhiyan nazar aayin.
Dono neeche utarne lage.
Solomon ne kaha,
“Yaqeen hai ke mujhe yahaan lana theek hai? Ye jagah kisi vampire ke liye manzoor nahi lagti.”
Saruth hans pada,
“Darte ho ke main tumhe maar dunga, Solomon?”
Solomon ne jawab diya,
“Main itni asaani se nahi marta.”
Seedhiyan kabhi khatam hoti nahi lag rahi thi.
Bees minute beet gaye, aur andhera gehra hota gaya.
Saruth ne kaha,
“Ab sab Supernatural ek ho chuke hain. Tumhe darne ki zarurat nahi. Hamara ek hi maqsad hai — insaano ka nash! Unhone humse jo cheena, ab unhe uska hisaab dena hoga.”
Solomon ne sir hila diya.
Woh bhi insaano se nafrat karta tha.
Das minute aur beet gaye, aur aakhirkar woh neeche pohanch gaye.
Andhera itna gehra tha ke roshni bhi us mein ghul jaaye.
Saruth ne anghuta chhoda, aur ek badi aag ka gola hawa mein ubhar aaya.
Phir woh 100 chhoti aag ki goliyon mein taqseem ho gaya — aur poora hall roshan ho gaya.
Aur jo Solomon ne dekha, uska khoon jam gaya.
Uske samne ek aath-paron wala daitya ka statue tha,
Jiske chehre se itni shiddat ki demonic aura nikal rahi thi ke Solomon ki ankhein jalne lagi.
Usne turant apni nazar neeche kar li — aur dekha ke uske ird-gird aise hi 100 se zayada moortiyan khadi thi…
Aur sab ke sab, jaise zinda hone ka intezaar kar rahi thi.
Jab Solomon ne us jagah qadam rakha, uske pairon ke neeche zameen se ghulabi dhund uthti mehsoos hui.
Har taraf demonon ke statuses khamosh kharay the — kuch uske barabar, aur kuch itne bade ke unke saaye mein wo khud chhota lagta tha.
Un statuses par ajeeb-o-gharib nishaan bane hue the, jinhen dekh kar aakhon mein ek khaufnaak chamak ubharti thi.
“Yeh jagah… kisi qadeem qoum ka maqbara lagti hai,” Solomon ne socha.
“Har ek statue zinda hai… bas soya hua hai, jaise mere Elders vampire soye rehte hain.”
Saruth aage badhta gaya — uska qadam is sakht aur andheri jagah mein goonjta tha.
Raasta itna chora tha ke ek waqt mein 100 se zayda log guzar sakte the. Solomon ne bhi uska peecha kiya, jaise wo kisi raaz ke taqreeb ki taraf ja raha ho.
Kuch der baad, Saruth ek status ke samne ruk gaya — uske seenay par ek baingni aankh ka nishaan chamak raha tha.
“Yahan,” Saruth ne dheere se kaha, “yeh hai Elder Tilrith.”
Usne Abaddon Stone nikala aur us nishaan ke paas le gaya.
Pathar se nikalti ashii hari roshni us symbol ne apne andar kheench li.
Saruth ne pathar chhod diya — wo hawa mein tairta reh gaya.
“Yaad rakhna, apne sawal poochho aur chale jao,” Saruth ne kaha.
“Yeh samajh lo ke meri taraf se ek ehsaan hai… kyunke main ne tumhein yeh pathar diya.”
Solomon ne halka sa sir jhuka diya, lekin uske dil mein ye baat thi —
“Yeh cheeky demon mujhe mehsool samajhta hai.”
Kuch lamhon baad, pathar se nikalti roshni bilkul mand pad gayi.
Clang!
Pathar zameen par gira.
Crack!
Statue par daraarein padne lagi.
Sabse pehle uske par toot kar khulne lage, aur unke andar se shandar baingni par chamak uthi.
Un paron se nikalti demonic energy itni sakht thi ke Saruth khud mehsoos kar raha tha ke uski taqat barh rahi hai.
Rocky badan poora toot gaya aur us mein se ek ourat nikli — baingni baalon aur baingni aankhon wali.
Uska husn itna gehra tha ke Alonya bhi uske samne pheeki lagti thi.
Jab usne saans li, hawa mein baingni dhuan bhar gaya.
Saruth foran ghutnon par gir gaya, Solomon ne bhi wahi kiya.
Chahe Tilrith uske qoum ki na thi, lekin us jaise Elder demon ke samne adab farz tha.
“Mmmmhh…” Elder Tilrith ne halki si saans li, jaise lambi neend se jagi ho.
Uske baal uske chahre ke ird gird lehra rahe the.
“Saruth… mujhe jagane ki jurrat kaise ki tumne?”
Uski awaaz narm thi, lekin uske andar kanoon aur hokim tha.
Saruth ne zameen ki taraf dekha,
“Elder Tilrith… yeh lambi kahani hai. Lekin mere saath ek vampire hai — Solomon.
Usko aapse kuch poochhna hai.”
Ye sunkar Elder Tilrith ki aankhein chamak uthi, aur us se demonic energy ka toofan phoot nikla.
Hawa jhool uthi, Solomon ke ghutne hilne lage — saans lena mushkil ho gaya.
“Tumne mujhe sirf isliye jagaya?!” wo dahadi.
“Aur seal kaise todi?!”
Saruth ghabra gaya, “Elder, bas ek sawal ke baad sab bata dunga!”
Solomon foran bol pada,
“Elder Tilrith, meri gehri maazrat qabool karein. Main Elder Nolacula ka numayinda hoon.
Unhone kaha ke agar aap mera sawal jawab dein, toh aapka aur unka karz barabar ho jayega.”
Bas ye kehna tha ke Tilrith ka pressure khatam ho gaya.
“Nolacula?” usne halki muskuraahat ke saath kaha.
“Theek hai… poochho apna sawal.”
Solomon ne jhuke hue sar ke saath kaha,
“Elder Nolacula ne kaha ke aap us Forbidden Ritual ke bare mein jaanti hain jo insano ko hamari qoum mein badal sakta hai.”
Saruth chok gaya,
“Aisa ritual bhi hai?!”
Tilrith halki si hansi,
“Nolacula… hamesha apne qarz ka faida uthana jaanta hai.
Lekin yeh ritual mana hai ek wajah se. Agar unhein pata chal gaya ke hum isse use kar rahe hain,
toh hum sab mitt jaayenge.”
Solomon ne bhunwain sikodi,
“Wo ‘woh’ kaun hain jinke bare mein aap keh rahi hain?”
Elder Tilrith ki aankhon mein ek saya ubhra — usne dheere se kaha,
“Woh… Executors.”
Ye naam sunkar Solomon ka rang ud gaya.
Saruth bhi hil gaya,
“Elder, woh khatam ho chuke hain! Ab naye daur ka waqt hai — Supernatural ka daur!”
Solomon ne socha,
“Elder Tilrith toh abhi pehli dafa jagi hai… use pata hi nahi ke insano ki regression ho chuki hai.”
“Yeh mumkin nahi,” Tilrith ne kaha, “agar maine unka qanoon toda toh woh humein maar daalenge!”
Saruth ne bechaini se kaha,
“Ek lamha Elder, main abhi dikhata hoon!”
Wo ek blur ban kar gayab ho gaya — aur kuch hi der mein wapas aaya,
uske haath mein insani lashain thi.
Splat!
Usne woh Tilrith ke samne phenki.
“Dekhiye, maine inhein khatam kar diya. Aur main zinda hoon.”
Tilrith peeche hati, uske chehre par khauf tha.
“Tum pagal ho gaye ho?! Ab woh humein mitta denge!”
Saruth ne josh se kaha,
“Main kai saalon se inhein maar raha hoon — kuch nahi hua!
Ab insaan kamzor ho gaye hain, aur hum — Supernatural — duniya ka aadha hissa le chuke hain!”
Tilrith ruk gayi, lashon ko dekha —
“हाँ… ये इंसान इतने छोटे और कमज़ोर हो गए?”
फिर उसके चेहरे पर दीवानगी चमक उठी।
"मुझे यकीन नहीं होता! वो दौर वापस आ गया!"
वो पागलों की तरह हंसने लगी, आंखों से आंसू निकल आये।
उसने लाशों को चीर फाड़ दिया - सालों का गुस्सा निकल रही थी।
Solomon ne halka sa kaha,
“बड़े, मेरा सवाल…”
तिल्रिथ ने उसकी तरफ देखा - अब उसके चेहरे पर सुकून था।
“ठीक है, अब मैं बताती हूँ।”
उसने अपनी बैंगनी उंगली से ज़मीन पर एक दायरा बनाया,
और उसके चारों ओर राक्षसी प्रतीक चमक उठे।
हवा में बैंगनी एनर्जी लिखावत की शकल में तैरने लगी।
वो लिखावत किसी क़दीम मंत्र जैसी थी -
और सोलोमन उस मंज़र को देख कर मोह ले गया।
“हाँ… हाँ तो…”
उसके अल्फाज़ होठों पर अटक गए।
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हो सकता है कि किसी को पसंद न हो, अरे क्यों लड़ना नहीं है।
लेकिन ये जरूरी नहीं कि हर एपिसोड में मैं ही फाइट हो.. हर वक्त फाइट फाइट वो मजा हराब करता स्टोरी का बोरिंग हो जाति स्टोरी..
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Aakhirkar rank 9 k maai baap aa hi gyeEpisode 45
Demon kingdom
Ochyra University tournament ki fateh ban kar saamne aayi, aur teachers aur representatives ne faisla kiya ke woh iss jeet ka jashan manayenge.
Tournament ke khatam hote hi Sikandar ka naam aur bhi zyada mashhoor ho gaya.
Kyunkay tournament mukhtalif TV channels par broadcast hua tha, is liye ab Sikandar, Ochyra University ka icon ban chuka tha.
Raat dheere dheere tapak kar neeche aa rahi thi jab Sikandar clinic ki taraf chal raha tha.
Woh Adhara aur Rosie ko dekhne jaa raha tha—dono buri tarah se haari aur zakhmi ho gayi theen.
Chalte hue Sikandar ne system se poocha:
‘System, Adhara ko poora Werewolf banane ka tareeqa kya hai?’
System ka jawab aya:
<User ko apne Silverstar Pack ka ek unique mark banana hoga. Phir user ko woh mark Adhara par lagana hoga, aur us mark ko apne khoon se activate karna hoga.>
Sikandar ne gahri saans li,
‘Yeh unique mark karta kya hai?’
<Yeh tumhare pack ka nishaan hoga, aur Adhara ko Werewolf banane ka catalyst.>
‘Catalyst? Matlab tabdili mein waqt lagega?’
<Haan. 7 raatein, ya phir ek Full Moon ki raat.>
System se baat karte karte ussey pata hi nahi chala kab woh clinic ke darwaze tak aa gaya.
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Clinic ka darwaza khula.
Yeh aik khaas clinic tha jo sirf Ochyra University ke liye reserve hota tha — jaise Faraday ko yakeen tha ke woh jeet jayenge.
Sikandar ne tanz se socha,
‘Wah, kitna khayal rakhte hain humara.’
Hall metal rangon se bhara hua tha, aur aage aik nurse files likh rahi thi.
Sikandar ne poocha,
“Adhara Alpenore ka room kaunsa hai?”
Nurse ne uski shakal dekhi, aik lamha ruki, phir boli:
“Room number 3. Woh abhi abhi hosh mein aayi hai.”
Sikandar ne shukriya ada kiya aur room ki taraf barh gaya.
Creak…
Darwaza khula toh dekha ke Adhara bistar par baithi hui hai, halki si ghum-sum.
Magar Sikandar ko dekhte hi uski aankhon mein chamak aa gayi.
“SIKANDAR!!”
Woh seedha uth kar bhaagi aur usse zor se hug kar liya — jaise darr ho ke woh usse kho na de.
Sikandar hiraan reh gaya.
Usne Adhara ke kandhe par haath rakha:
“Hey… kya hua?”
Adhara ki saanson mein ruk ruk kar roona barh gaya.
Sikandar soch mein pad gaya,
‘Kya Suraj ne zyada zor se maara tha? Mujhe lagta tha woh control mein tha…’
Adhara ne beech mein kaha:
“Mujhe laga tum mujhe chhor doge…”
Sikandar ne uljhan bhari muskurahat di,
“Kab bola maine aisa? Yeh kya baat hui?”
Adhara ne pheli si masoomiyat se kaha:
“Suraj ne kaha ke tumne usko test karne bheja tha. Mujhe laga ke main kamzor nikli toh tum mujhe chhor doge.”
Sikandar hans para:
“Main ne Suraj ko bas follow karne ko kaha tha. Woh tumhe test mazaak mein kar baitha.”
Adhara aik dum se chup ho gayi.
“Wait… Suraj ne mujhe follow kiya?!”
Sikandar kursi par baithte hue bola:
“Tum mujhse kuch kehna chahti ho? Ya main bolo?”
Adhara ka sar neeche jhuk gaya.
Agar Suraj ne follow kiya… toh Sikandar zaroor sab jaanta hai.
Sikandar ne sakoon se kaha:
“Tumne kaha tha, no more secrets. Phir tumne chhup kar woh sab kyun kiya? Upar se Suraj tak ko pata chal gaya.”
Adhara ne lab kaat liye:
“Dar lagta tha… ke tum mujhse ghin na kha lo. Is liye socha chup kar kar loon.”
Sikandar uth kar uske paas gaya:
“Fikar mat karo. Suraj ko kuch farq nahi para. Aur main kal raat tumhe khud tabdeel karoon ga. Tab tak yahan aaram karo.”
Woh itna keh kar room se nikal gaya.
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Baher nikal kar uski nazar Room #2 par pari.
Green light jal rahi thi — Rosie ka room.
Sikandar ka haath handle tak gaya…
Phir ruk gaya.
‘Mera aur Rosie ka deal khatam ho chuka hai. Unke parents samajhte hain ke hum abhi saath hain, magar sach sirf ek faaida ka muamla tha.’
Sikandar ne darwaza nahi khola.
Seedha clinic se nikal gaya.
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Clinic se baher nikalte hi ek aadmi uske raste mein aaya —
uski uniform par Faraday University ka emblem tha.
Sikandar uske paas se be-parwa chal kar guzra hi tha ke…
“Sikandar Silverstar.”
Aik thanndi, gehri awaaz.
Sikandar ruk gaya.
Aahista se palta —
uski aankhon mein sawal tha.
Aik aadmi Sikandar ke paas aaya aur narmi se bola,
"Mujhe hukm mila hai ke main aap ko Principal ke office tak escort karun. Meherbani kar ke mere saath chalein?"
‘Principal ka office?’ Sikandar ne dil hi dil mein socha.
Woh halka sa sar hila kar us aadmi ke saath chal diya.
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Principal ka Office
Principal ke office mein daakhil hotay hi,
Sikandar ka pehla tassur aik khula, pur-sukoon kamra tha, jiska poora interior purani lakri se bana hua tha.
Faraday University ka futuristic mahal is se bilkul mukhtalif tha—magar yeh kamra to jaise kisi pur-asrar daastan ka hissa lag raha tha.
Sikandar ko sofa par baithne ko kaha gaya. Woh aas-paas dekhne laga.
‘Yahan ki khushboo ajeeb si tasalli deti hai… bohot refreshing…’
Kamre mein koi khamosh si mana ki rawani thi jo us ka dimagh halka kar rahi thi.
Us ki nazar diwaar par latki aik lakri ke staff par pari. Upar se aam lag raha tha, magar Sikandar us mein se nikalti halki si mana wave mehsoos kar sakta tha.
Kamre ke andar ek doosra darwaza bhi tha.
‘Shayad yeh Principal ka private room ho…’ Sikandar ne andaza lagaya.
Jahan tak nazar jaati—spellbooks, trophiyaan, scrolls… sab kuch ek tajurbaykar Awakened ki zindagi ki nishaniyan theen.
Phir woh darwaza khula…
Aik buzurg shaks, lagbhag saath saal ki umar, aik cane liye nikalay.
Safed baal peeche set, aur cane ke bawajood chalne mein koi kamzori nahi—bilkul mutma’in, bilkul qaabil-e-ahtiram.
Sikandar foran khara hua.
Principal ne muskurate hue kaha,
"Aram se beta, itna sakht mat ho."
Un ke peeche tournament ka wohi Jury khara tha—jisko dekhte hi Sikandar ki aankhein thandi ho gayi.
Usay maloom tha yeh wohi aadmi hai jis ne cheating coordinate ki thi.
Principal aram se baith gaye. Jury un ke saath sakht chehra liye khara raha.
"Sikandar Silverstar… Dwight City ka Hero… aur Ochyra University ka number one,"
Principal ne be-ikhteyar ta’ajub se kaha.
Sikandar ne halka sa muskurate hue sar jhuka diya.
Principal ne Jury ko kuch ishaara kiya.
"Kya piyoge?"
"Pani theek hai."
Jury ne be-dilli se glasses rakhay, magar Principal ke nigrani mein woh be-adab hone ki himmat na kar saka.
Principal ne apni daari sehlate hue kaha:
"Tumhari military file dekhi maine. Bohot kamal ki close-quarter fighting skills… aik military law toot gaya… special reconnaissance unit… aur itni service ke bawajood abhi tak Private."
Sikandar ko hairani na hui. Is level ke logon ke liye yeh information lena mushkil na tha.
"Main samajh sakta hoon… umar bhi kam… aur woh saza bhi."
Sikandar ne tasdeeq mein sar hila diya.
"Mujhe pata chala ke tumhara dost Suraj bhi yahaan hai, kaise lag raha?"
"Sachi baat? Bohot surprise hua tha, magar acha laga."
Phir Sikandar ne seedha sawaal kar diya:
"Sir, asal wajah kya hai jis liye aap ne mujhe bulaya?"
Principal ne halka sa muskuraya.
"Baat ko ghumatay nahi… seedhi baat karta hoon."
"Faraday University chahti hai ke tum yahaan transfer ho jao."
Jury sakht hiraan ho gaya.
"Sir, yeh mumkin nahi. Recruitment to khatam ho chuki—"
Principal ne ghoor kar kahaa:
"Main hoon kaun? Qanoon main banata hoon, tum nahi."
Jury ki bolti band.
Sikandar soch mein doob gaya.
Training ground, environment, facilities… sab kuch behtar. Suraj bhi yahaan.
Yeh jagah Ochyra se bohot aage lag rahi thi.
"Offer acha hai, lekin…"
Us ne thandi nigah Jury par daali.
Principal muskuraya.
Phir aik dum—
BAM!!
Principal ne sirf haath rakha tha—aur Jury seedha zameen se chipak gaya.
Ek peak rank-five Awakened ek tap se be-bas.
Sikandar ki saans ruk si gayi.
Principal thandey lehjay mein bola:
"Aik be-hunar aadmi… aur tum jaisi qeemti quwwat ko cheat karta hai? Mujhe sab pata hai."
Jury ka rang udh gaya.
"Sir! Main… yeh… aisa nahi—"
Principal ne cane uthai.
Aik laal barrier Jury ko ghair liya.
Mana ki shiddat se Sikandar ka apna lightning mana freeze ho gaya, jaise space lock ho chuka ho.
"Sir! Reham… main resign kar dunga…!"
Principal ne bina expression ke cane zameen par tap ki.
Thud!
Phir…
SPLAT!
Jury aik lamhe mein barrier ke andar phat gaya.
Khoon aur insides barrier ke andar chipak gaye.
Sikandar ki ragon mein thand si daud gayi.
Principal araam se sofa par baith gaye:
"Ahh, kaafi din say dil chah raha tha."
Sikandar seedha ho kar baith gaya—poora jism tan gaya.
‘Yeh aadmi… bohot dangerous hai.’
Principal ne muskura kar kaha:
"Socho. Zabardasti nahi karunga. Offer tumhare liye hamesha khula hai."
Phir unhon ne asli bomb gira diya:
"Agar tum transfer ho jao…
• mahine ke 3 High-Grade Lightning Stones,
• hamara behtareen Lightning Elementalist tumhara personal tutor,
• aur mahine ke $2,000,000."
Sikandar ki aankhein phail gayi.
Principal ne izafa kiya:
"Ochyra to new hai… abhi unhein Ratmawati City se saalana supplies nahi milti. Ranking ke baad milegi—wo bhi January mein."
‘Is liye Ochyra benefits nahi deta…’
Sikandar ko har baat samajh aa gayi.
"Main soch kar jawab dunga, sir."
Principal khush nazar aaya.
"Main intezar karunga."
Sikandar ne office se janay hi laga tha ke bahar se awaaz aayi:
"Mujhe andar jaane do! Main apne student se milna chahti hoon!"
"Ma’am please, humein forced na karein—"
"Side hato!!"
Darwaza dhad se khula aur Hera aag ki tarah ghusne ko tayyar thi.
Magar Sikandar ko dekh kar ruk gayi.
"Sikandar!"
Woh bhaag kar uske paas aayi.
"Kya ho raha tha? Principal ne tumhein kyun bulaya? Tum theek ho?"
Sawaalon ki barsaat.
Sikandar ne halka sa muskuraya—magar raaz chhupa kar.
"Kuch nahi… chalo, jeet ka jashn manate hain."
Hera ne uski aankhon se pehchan liya:
‘Yeh kuch chhupa raha hai… kya Faraday ne ise scout kar liya?’
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Dusri taraf supernatural Territory
Supernatural territory ke gehraiyon mein ek jagah hai jahan insaan kabhi pair nahi rakhte — Demon Kingdom.
Ye ilaqa insaanon ke city se bahut door hai, unki duniya se alag, ek andheri aur sunsaan zameen jahan sirf tabahi aur aag ka raaj hai.
Insaano ke ilaqe ke aas paas saat supernatural saltanatein maujood hain —
Vampire Kingdom,
Werewolf Kingdom,
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Undead Tomb,
Shapeshifter Temple,
Elvis Forest,
Dragonman Cave,
aur Demons Kingdom.
Ye sab insaano ke ilaqe se lagte hain, lekin ek dusre se itne door ke beech mein das-hazaaron kilometron ka faasla hota hai.
Misal ke taur par, Werewolves aur Dragonmen kabhi aam tor par nahi milte — sirf ek hi mauqa hota hai jab sab milte hain —
“GodKing Summit”, jo har das saal mein hoti hai.
Lekin Demon Kingdom auron se alag hai.
Ye andar gehra, andhera aur bhayanak hai.
Iske aas paas Vampire Kingdom aur Undead Tomb hain, lekin inke darmiyan bhi sauon kilometron ka fasla hai.
Demon Kingdom ka zameen par koi sheher nahi —
sirf barren land, jahan zindagi ka koi nishan nahi milta.
Na paani, na ped, na hawa — sirf garam, sulagti zameen.
Unka asal sheher zameen ke neeche chhupa hua hai —
ek hi raasta hai andar jaane ka… aur ek hi bahar aane ka.
Woh raasta ek vishaal shaitani munh ke roop mein hai —
pathar se bana hua, aakhon se aag nikalti hui.
Uske dono taraf do dehshatnaak demon guards khade hain —
aag se tapkati unke badan, laal chamakte hue, aur unke haath mein spiky lava maces hain.
Agar Rex yahaan hota, toh sirf unka presence mehsoos karke hi bhaag jaata — itna farq tha taqat mein.
Demon guards apni jagah par khade the jab unhone door se ek kaali carriage aate dekhi.
Dhool aur dhuen ke beech woh tez raftaar se unki taraf badh rahi thi.
Jab woh kareeb aayi, toh us par ek khooni crest bana hua tha —
aur usse do bade mutayed beasts, jaise bade hue rakshasi bats, kheench rahe the.
Unke pair zameen ko cheer rahe the, awaaz bijli ki tarah goonj rahi thi.
Carriage rukti hai.
Ek aadmi butler ke libaas mein utarta hai, aur darwaza adab se kholta hai.
Andar se ek safed, pale chehra wala aadmi bahar aata hai —
uski aankhon mein laal bijli, jism par kale kapde, aur hath mai 1 pakri hui ek kali talwar jisme se khaufnaak khooni aura nikal raha hai.
Demon guards ne usse pehchaan liya —
“King Solomon…”
Unke lafz girte hue lagte hain.
“King Solomon, aap yahaan kyun aaye hain?”
Solomon ne sirf unki taraf dekha — uski aankhon ke andar kaale dots ghoom rahe the.
Ek pal mein uski aankhon se laal roshni nikli — aur dono demon guards ghutnon pe gir gaye.
Dharti phat gayi.
Aas paas ki hawa bhaari ho gayi.
Unki aag bujh gayi jaise kisi ne rooh se jaan kheench li ho.
Solomon ne dheere se kaha:
“Tum dono kaun hote ho mujhse upar khade hone wale?”
Uske alfaaz aag jaise dil ko jala gaye.
Demon guards ka jism laraz gaya.
Phir Solomon ne sirf ek jumla bola:
“Mujhe King Saruth ke paas le chalo.”
Unhone bina kuch kahe sirf sir jhuka liya — aur uske saath Demon Kingdom ke andar chalte gaye.
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👁 Demon Castle ke 8 Floors
Andar jaate hi Solomon ne dekha —
neeche laava ka samundar behta tha, jisme hazaaron chhote demons rait ki tarah hilte dikh rahe the.
Laal roshni se poora maqbara chamak raha tha.
Lekin jaise hi unhone Solomon ka aura mehsoos kiya —
sab raste se hat gaye, jaise maut ka saaya unke paas se guzar gaya ho.
Beech mein ek vishaal qila tha — uske upar ek demonic pig ka nishan bana hua.
Solomon ne bhauen chadhayi.
“Yeh jagah badli hui lag rahi hai…”
Guard ne jawab diya,
“King Saruth ka hukam hai, unhone layout badal diya hai.”
Solomon muskuraya,
“Shayad bore ho gaya hoga…”
Guard ne sirf sir jhuka liya — jawab dene ki himmat nahi hui.
Chalte hue Solomon ne poocha,
“Kya badla?”
Guard bola,
“Ab Demon Castle survival of the strongest pe chalta hai.
Demon jitni zyada demonic energy khaata hai, utna taqatwar hota hai.
Is liye King Saruth ne qila ko 8 floors mein divide kar diya hai.
Jitna upar jaoge, utne paas hoge Demonic Eye ke.”
Solomon ne kaha,
“Toh har Archdemon apna floor rakhta hai?”
“Ji, King Saruth ke ilawa 7 Archdemons hain. Har ek ke paas apna floor hai — aur agar chahein toh ek dusre se lad kar floor cheen bhi sakte hain.”
Solomon ne castle ke upar ke symbol par nazar daali,
aur hans pada —
“Yeh Beeltopheles ka nishan hai…”
Woh pehchaanta tha, kyunke woh pehle sab Archdemons se mil chuka tha.
Castle ke peeche woh ek laal chamakte hue portal ke paas pahunche.
Wahan do kale scaled demon auratein khadi thi — unke sar se crescent horns, aur piche lambi poonch.
Solomon ne shanti se kaha,
“Mujhe King Saruth ke paas le chalo.”
Demon auratein ne ghur kar dekha,
kuch ajeeb si awaz nikali — aur portal mein rasta khol diya.
Woh ek ke baad ek 6 portals se guzra.
Har floor alag, har duniya aur bhi zyada khoon se bhari.
Har jagah demonon ki fauj, aur har fauj pehle se zyada taqatwar.
6th floor tak aate-aate Solomon ruk gaya.
Uska butler bhi shaant ho gaya.
“Yeh sab… rank five se upar hain…”
usne dheere se kaha.
Solomon ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Demon Kingdom kabhi itna khushhaal nahi tha… lagta hai King Saruth ne asal mein taqat ka naya daur shuru kar diya hai.”
Jo cheez sab ko sabse zyada hiraan kar rahi thi… woh yeh thi ke unki taadaad kitni thi.
Hundreds mein… itne ke unhein rokna namumkin lag raha tha.
Lekin hairani ki baat yeh thi ke sab ke sab sote hue the — gehri hibernation mein.
Demon Kingdom ke 7th floor par, ek shakhs ghoom raha tha —
Archdemon Lucius.
Achanak uski nazar Solomon, Vampire King par padi.
Lucius ne garaj kar kaha,
“King Solomon… kya kar rahe ho yahan, chhote vampire?”
Uske lehje mein fakhar aur takabbur tha.
Lucius das foot lamba, ek danti hui shakal ka Archdemon tha.
Uske tez daanton se khoon tapakta lagta tha, aur uska jism kisi nightmare ki tarah asymmetric aur muscular tha.
Peechay se nikle hue bade kalaay paron ne use aur bhi khaufnaak bana diya tha.
Har qadam par zameen phat jaati thi, aur uska demonic energy hawa mein bijli ki tarah goonjti thi.
Uske paas khada Vampire bhi mushkil se khud ko sambhal raha tha.
Lekin Solomon ne halka sa smirk kiya,
“Aray Lucius… mujhe toh hairat hai ke tum jaise chhoti dimag waale demon ne baaki Archdemons ko hara diya.”
Uska lehja mazahiya tha, lekin andar se dagger jaisa teekha.
Lucius ka chehra laal ho gaya.
Woh zor se garja —
ROAR!!!
Uske mooh se nikli laar hawa mein udi, magar Solomon ke ird gird chamakta laal barrier use rok gaya.
Solomon ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Bas itna hi?”
Lucius ne ghusse se kaha,
“Bhool mat… yeh humara ilaaka hai!”
Solomon ne sirf muskurahat se jawab diya.
Usay pata tha ke Lucius ki dhamki us par asar nahi karti.
Lucius ka demonic aura Solomon par hamla kar raha tha, hawa tez ho gayi, lekin Solomon ne bas haath uthaya aur kaha,
“Mere pass ladai ka waqt nahi, main King Saruth se milne aaya hoon.”
Lucius ne apna aura wapas le liya, aur tanz se bola,
“King Saruth ko tumhare aane ka pehle se pata hai.”
Phir woh peechay hata, aur raasta de diya.
Jab Solomon portal ke paas pohcha, usne dekha ke wahan do portals hain —
ek crimson laal aur doosra dark blue.
Usne bhunven chadhate hue poocha,
“Ek minute… Archdemons toh sirf saat hain, phir aathwaan floor kis ka hai?”
Lucius ne uski taraf dekha aur bola,
“Crimson portal mein jao… dark blue ko chhodo.”
Solomon ne dil mein socha ke yeh baat ajeeb hai,
lekin usne kandhe uchkaaye aur curiosity ko daba liya.
Woh laal portal ke kareeb gaya…
Lekin ussi waqt, dark blue portal ke andar se ek darinda nikal aaya!
Uska jism kale koyle jaisa, aankhein neeli aag se jal rahi thi.
Uske elbows se teekhe kaante nikle hue the aur seene par ek roshan neela rune chamak raha tha.
Uske haath mein ek speer thi jiska sirra neeli aag se bhadak raha tha.
Solomon ne foran peeche chhalang lagai, dil mein khauf ka jhatka mehsoos hua.
‘Kya… meri body danger mehsoos kar rahi hai? Yeh demon… mere level ka hai?!’
Uska vampire instinct cheekh raha tha —
Yeh shayad King Saruth jitna ya usse bhi zyada taqatwar hai.
Lekin woh demon aage badha aur shaant awaaz mein bola,
“Vampire? Afsoos, main ne tumhe dara diya.”
Solomon ne apna jazba sambhal kar kaha,
“Main ne tumhe kabhi nahi dekha… tum kaun ho?”
Us waqt Lucius bhi ud kar wapas aaya, uske chehre par sannata tha.
Woh sirf itna keh saka,
“Mujhe kaha gaya tha ke tum taqatwar ho… lekin ab ladai ka iraada nahi.”
Us demon ka aura itna bhari tha ke Lucius ka jism kaanp gaya.
Uski neeli aankhein uske dil ko jala rahi thi.
Solomon ne hairani se poocha,
“Lucius, tum ise nahi jaante? Kaise mumkin hai?”
Lucius bolne hi wala tha ke demon ne khud kaha,
“King Saruth tumhara intezaar kar rahe hain.”
Dono — Solomon aur Lucius — uski taraf dekhta reh gaye.
Woh demon bilkul andheray ka aakar lag raha tha, lekin uska rawaya adab aur sukoon bhara tha.
Lucius ne halka sa jhijhak kar kaha,
“Yeh Vampire… King Solomon hai, Vampires ka hukmaran.”
Demon — jis ka naam Azzen tha — ne sar jhuka kar adaab kiya.
Solomon andar se hil gaya.
‘Yeh demon itna powerful hote hue bhi… itna adab se baat kar raha hai?’
Lucius ne bechaini se dekha, kyunke jis demon ke saamne woh khud dare hue tha,
woh ab Solomon ke saamne jhuk raha tha.
Solomon ne thanda sa saans liya aur kaha,
“Main King Saruth se milta hoon… hume tang mat karna.”
Azzen ne chup chap sir hila diya.
Solomon ne ek aakhri baar un dono ko dekha,
phir crimson portal ke andar ghus gaya.
Usne andar jaane se pehle dheemi awaaz mein kaha,
“Lagta hai… King Saruth ko mujhe kuch samjhana hoga.”
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Solomon ne qadam badhaya aur laal roshni se chamakne wale crimson portal mein ghus gaya.
Jese hi uska jism andar gaya, use mehsoos hua ke woh kisi aur jahan mein pohanch gaya hai — hawa hi alag thi, bhari aur zehrili.
Ye 8th Manzil thi — jahan rehta tha King Saruth, Demon Kingdom ka sabse khatarnak hukmaran.
Jese hi Solomon ne qadam rakha, uske jism par demonic energy ka bojh mehsoos hua.
Hawa mein aisi siyahi thi ke woh nangi aankhon se bhi dikhai de rahi thi — kuch aisa jaise hawa khud jali hui ho.
Aage ek shandaar aur andhera throne tha, us par baitha tha King Saruth.
Uska jism insano jaisa lagta tha, lekin uski ankhon ka safed hissa kaala aur retina laal thi.
Saruth ke do bade kaale muṛe hue singh uske sir se nikal rahe the, aur uske chehre par aik aisi thakawat bhari sardarana ada thi jaise woh khud jahannum ka malik ho.
Uske ghutnon par baithi thi ek she-devil, jiska naam tha Alonya.
Uske laal hont, kale lambe baal, aur manohar jism aisa tha ke insaan ya vampire dono ka hosla toot jaaye.
Magar uske goat-like horns aur peeth se nikli kali dum use ek khaufnaak makhlooq bana rahe the.
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Uski raakh jaisi grey skin uske insani husn ko aur bhi ajeeb bana deti thi.
Throne tak pahunchne ke liye lambi seedhiyan thi aur dono taraf urti hui laava ki nadiyan — jise dekh kar lagta tha ke ye jaga dozakh ka dil hai.
Throne ke upar hawa mein ek kaali aur laal roshni se chamakne wali gol chhayi hui cheez mandra rahi thi — uske andar ek aankh thi, jo dheere-dheere khul rahi thi…
Aur woh aankh sirf Solomon ko dekh rahi thi. Har qadam par, woh uske saath hil rahi thi.
Throne ke paas hawa mein ek laal bada bastard sword tair raha tha — usse aisi garmi nikal rahi thi ke hawaa jaltay hue lohe jaisi mehsoos hoti thi.
Solomon ke saath khada vampire us garmi se tap kar bulbulay banane laga.
Uski twacha jese ubalti hui ho.
“Mat qareeb aao… tum mar jaoge,” Solomon ne kaha.
Vampire ne sir hila kar peechay hat gaya — uska jism ab aur bardasht nahi kar sakta tha.
Solomon ne aage barh kar halka sa muskura kar kaha,
“Lagta hai tumne mere castle ki raah ka naqsha chura liya hai, Saruth.”
King Saruth hans pada — uski awaz gehri aur ghoonjtay pahadon jaisi thi.
“Hah! Tumhara woh chhota castle? Ye mera Nark ka taaj mahal hai!”
Phir woh apne singhasan se uth kar neeche aaya.
Uske qadam ke saath zameen kaanp uthi.
Usne apne haath failaye aur kaha,
“Swagat hai tumhara mere aise kingdom mein, jise ‘hell’ kehna bhi ek beizzati hai.”
Solomon halki si hansi hansa.
“Tum bilkul nahi badle…”
Saruth ne poocha, “Toh phir… kya wajah hai ke tum mujhe milne aaye ho, King Solomon?”
Solomon jawab dene hi wala tha ke uski nigah Alonya par pad gayi,
jo ab bhi throne ke haath ke sahare baithe hue uski taraf shayrana muskurahat se dekh rahi thi.
Saruth ne uski nigah note karli aur kaha,
“Alonya, hum dono ko akela chhod do.”
Alonya ne meethi hansi hansi, aur seedhiyon se neeche utarne lagi — uske qadam ki clack-clack awaaz, aur uske hilte hue kamar ke saaye Solomon ke dil ki dhaṛkan tez kar gaye.
Woh Solomon ke paas aayi aur apni naazuk ungli ka nukh uske seene par rakha,
“Humein phir se milna pada, King Solomon…”
Solomon ne khud ko sambhalte hue kaha,
“Abhi ye waqt nahi hai, Alonya. Hum zaroori baat kar rahe hain.”
Uski muskurahat aur gheri ho gayi.
“Tum ab bhi mujhse darte ho, Solomon? Kya tumhe dar hai ke ‘phir se’ wahi hoga jo pichli dafa hua tha?”
Solomon ne saansein rok kar nigah chura li. Uska dimagh pichli mulaqat ki yaadon se bhar gaya tha — woh yaad jise woh bhoolna chahta tha.
“Bas, Alonya!” Saruth garja.
Alonya ne ek flirty smile di, apne baalon ko hila kar suhani hansi chhodi aur chal di.
Uski chhoti si chuckle ab bhi kamre mein gunj rahi thi jab woh gayab hui — aur usne Solomon ki rooh tak hila di.
Saruth ne gehri saans li,
“Toh ab batao, itni badi zarurat kya hai?”
Solomon ne apni cloak sambhali aur kaha,
“Mujhe tumhare ancestor se sawal karna hai.”
Ye sunkar Saruth ki aankhein phat gayin.
“Kya?! Tum chaahte ho ke main apne purkhon ko jagaun?! Kya tum paagal ho gaye ho?”
Uska gussa bhadak utha.
Saruth jaanta tha ke bina wajeh kisi purane demon elder ko uthana, qayamat bulaana hota hai.
Solomon ne shaanti se kaha,
“Main sirf Elder Tilrith ko jagana chahta hoon — woh mere ancestors par ek purana qarz rakhti hai.”
Saruth ne gahra saans li, uski aankhon mein shak tha.
“Tilrith ko uthana asaan nahi hai. Duniya abhi tayyar nahi… aur humare paas uske liye zaroori zariya bhi nahi.”
Solomon muskura diya.
Usne haath hilaaya, aur uske saath khare vampire — jo ab bhi garmi se aadha behosh tha — apni jeb se ek ashy-green pathar nikaal laaya.
Jese hi pathar hawa mein utra, kamra hara aur siyah chamak se bhar gaya.
Saruth ki aankhon mein hairani chamak uthi.
“Ye… ye toh wohi stone hai jiska hum sab intezaar kar rahe the! Tum isey chhupaye hue the?!”
Solomon ne muskura kar kaha,
“Lo, ab le lo. Mujhe bas ek mulaqat chahiye.”
Saruth ne bhaari qadam rakhe — zameen hil gayi.
Usne pathar uthaya, use dekhte hue kaha,
“Ye kaam karega… Par agar Tilrith naraz hui, toh main bhi tumhe bacha nahi sakta.”
Usne Solomon ko ishara kiya,
“Mere peeche aao.”
Throne ke peeche ek raazdar raasta khul gaya.
Saruth ne zameen par ek khopdi pakad kar ghumayi — aur aas-paas ki hazaron khopdiyaan hilne lagi, darwaza toot gaya, aur neeche utarne wali andheri seedhiyan nazar aayin.
Dono neeche utarne lage.
Solomon ne kaha,
“Yaqeen hai ke mujhe yahaan lana theek hai? Ye jagah kisi vampire ke liye manzoor nahi lagti.”
Saruth hans pada,
“Darte ho ke main tumhe maar dunga, Solomon?”
Solomon ne jawab diya,
“Main itni asaani se nahi marta.”
Seedhiyan kabhi khatam hoti nahi lag rahi thi.
Bees minute beet gaye, aur andhera gehra hota gaya.
Saruth ne kaha,
“Ab sab Supernatural ek ho chuke hain. Tumhe darne ki zarurat nahi. Hamara ek hi maqsad hai — insaano ka nash! Unhone humse jo cheena, ab unhe uska hisaab dena hoga.”
Solomon ne sir hila diya.
Woh bhi insaano se nafrat karta tha.
Das minute aur beet gaye, aur aakhirkar woh neeche pohanch gaye.
Andhera itna gehra tha ke roshni bhi us mein ghul jaaye.
Saruth ne anghuta chhoda, aur ek badi aag ka gola hawa mein ubhar aaya.
Phir woh 100 chhoti aag ki goliyon mein taqseem ho gaya — aur poora hall roshan ho gaya.
Aur jo Solomon ne dekha, uska khoon jam gaya.
Uske samne ek aath-paron wala daitya ka statue tha,
Jiske chehre se itni shiddat ki demonic aura nikal rahi thi ke Solomon ki ankhein jalne lagi.
Usne turant apni nazar neeche kar li — aur dekha ke uske ird-gird aise hi 100 se zayada moortiyan khadi thi…
Aur sab ke sab, jaise zinda hone ka intezaar kar rahi thi.
Jab Solomon ne us jagah qadam rakha, uske pairon ke neeche zameen se ghulabi dhund uthti mehsoos hui.
Har taraf demonon ke statuses khamosh kharay the — kuch uske barabar, aur kuch itne bade ke unke saaye mein wo khud chhota lagta tha.
Un statuses par ajeeb-o-gharib nishaan bane hue the, jinhen dekh kar aakhon mein ek khaufnaak chamak ubharti thi.
“Yeh jagah… kisi qadeem qoum ka maqbara lagti hai,” Solomon ne socha.
“Har ek statue zinda hai… bas soya hua hai, jaise mere Elders vampire soye rehte hain.”
Saruth aage badhta gaya — uska qadam is sakht aur andheri jagah mein goonjta tha.
Raasta itna chora tha ke ek waqt mein 100 se zayda log guzar sakte the. Solomon ne bhi uska peecha kiya, jaise wo kisi raaz ke taqreeb ki taraf ja raha ho.
Kuch der baad, Saruth ek status ke samne ruk gaya — uske seenay par ek baingni aankh ka nishaan chamak raha tha.
“Yahan,” Saruth ne dheere se kaha, “yeh hai Elder Tilrith.”
Usne Abaddon Stone nikala aur us nishaan ke paas le gaya.
Pathar se nikalti ashii hari roshni us symbol ne apne andar kheench li.
Saruth ne pathar chhod diya — wo hawa mein tairta reh gaya.
“Yaad rakhna, apne sawal poochho aur chale jao,” Saruth ne kaha.
“Yeh samajh lo ke meri taraf se ek ehsaan hai… kyunke main ne tumhein yeh pathar diya.”
Solomon ne halka sa sir jhuka diya, lekin uske dil mein ye baat thi —
“Yeh cheeky demon mujhe mehsool samajhta hai.”
Kuch lamhon baad, pathar se nikalti roshni bilkul mand pad gayi.
Clang!
Pathar zameen par gira.
Crack!
Statue par daraarein padne lagi.
Sabse pehle uske par toot kar khulne lage, aur unke andar se shandar baingni par chamak uthi.
Un paron se nikalti demonic energy itni sakht thi ke Saruth khud mehsoos kar raha tha ke uski taqat barh rahi hai.
Rocky badan poora toot gaya aur us mein se ek ourat nikli — baingni baalon aur baingni aankhon wali.
Uska husn itna gehra tha ke Alonya bhi uske samne pheeki lagti thi.
Jab usne saans li, hawa mein baingni dhuan bhar gaya.
Saruth foran ghutnon par gir gaya, Solomon ne bhi wahi kiya.
Chahe Tilrith uske qoum ki na thi, lekin us jaise Elder demon ke samne adab farz tha.
“Mmmmhh…” Elder Tilrith ne halki si saans li, jaise lambi neend se jagi ho.
Uske baal uske chahre ke ird gird lehra rahe the.
“Saruth… mujhe jagane ki jurrat kaise ki tumne?”
Uski awaaz narm thi, lekin uske andar kanoon aur hokim tha.
Saruth ne zameen ki taraf dekha,
“Elder Tilrith… yeh lambi kahani hai. Lekin mere saath ek vampire hai — Solomon.
Usko aapse kuch poochhna hai.”
Ye sunkar Elder Tilrith ki aankhein chamak uthi, aur us se demonic energy ka toofan phoot nikla.
Hawa jhool uthi, Solomon ke ghutne hilne lage — saans lena mushkil ho gaya.
“Tumne mujhe sirf isliye jagaya?!” wo dahadi.
“Aur seal kaise todi?!”
Saruth ghabra gaya, “Elder, bas ek sawal ke baad sab bata dunga!”
Solomon foran bol pada,
“Elder Tilrith, meri gehri maazrat qabool karein. Main Elder Nolacula ka numayinda hoon.
Unhone kaha ke agar aap mera sawal jawab dein, toh aapka aur unka karz barabar ho jayega.”
Bas ye kehna tha ke Tilrith ka pressure khatam ho gaya.
“Nolacula?” usne halki muskuraahat ke saath kaha.
“Theek hai… poochho apna sawal.”
Solomon ne jhuke hue sar ke saath kaha,
“Elder Nolacula ne kaha ke aap us Forbidden Ritual ke bare mein jaanti hain jo insano ko hamari qoum mein badal sakta hai.”
Saruth chok gaya,
“Aisa ritual bhi hai?!”
Tilrith halki si hansi,
“Nolacula… hamesha apne qarz ka faida uthana jaanta hai.
Lekin yeh ritual mana hai ek wajah se. Agar unhein pata chal gaya ke hum isse use kar rahe hain,
toh hum sab mitt jaayenge.”
Solomon ne bhunwain sikodi,
“Wo ‘woh’ kaun hain jinke bare mein aap keh rahi hain?”
Elder Tilrith ki aankhon mein ek saya ubhra — usne dheere se kaha,
“Woh… Executors.”
Ye naam sunkar Solomon ka rang ud gaya.
Saruth bhi hil gaya,
“Elder, woh khatam ho chuke hain! Ab naye daur ka waqt hai — Supernatural ka daur!”
Solomon ne socha,
“Elder Tilrith toh abhi pehli dafa jagi hai… use pata hi nahi ke insano ki regression ho chuki hai.”
“Yeh mumkin nahi,” Tilrith ne kaha, “agar maine unka qanoon toda toh woh humein maar daalenge!”
Saruth ne bechaini se kaha,
“Ek lamha Elder, main abhi dikhata hoon!”
Wo ek blur ban kar gayab ho gaya — aur kuch hi der mein wapas aaya,
uske haath mein insani lashain thi.
Splat!
Usne woh Tilrith ke samne phenki.
“Dekhiye, maine inhein khatam kar diya. Aur main zinda hoon.”
Tilrith peeche hati, uske chehre par khauf tha.
“Tum pagal ho gaye ho?! Ab woh humein mitta denge!”
Saruth ne josh se kaha,
“Main kai saalon se inhein maar raha hoon — kuch nahi hua!
Ab insaan kamzor ho gaye hain, aur hum — Supernatural — duniya ka aadha hissa le chuke hain!”
Tilrith ruk gayi, lashon ko dekha —
“Yeh… yeh insaan itne chhote aur kamzor ho gaye?”
Phir uske chehre par deewangi chamak uthi.
“Mujhe yakeen nahi hota! Woh daur wapas aa gaya!”
Wo pagalon ki tarah hansne lagi, aankhon se aansoo nikal aaye.
Usne lashon ko cheer phaad diya — saalon ka ghussa nikal rahi thi.
Solomon ne halka sa kaha,
“Elder, mera sawal…”
Tilrith ne uski taraf dekha — ab uske chehre par sukoon tha.
“Theek hai, ab main batati hoon.”
Usne apni baingni ungli se zameen par ek daaira banaya,
aur uske ird gird demonic symbols chamak uthay.
Hawa mein baingni energy likhawat ki shakal mein tairne lagi.
Wo likhawat kisi qadeem mantr jaisi thi —
aur Solomon uss manzar ko dekh kar moh le gaya.
“Yeh… yeh toh…”
uske alfaaz honthon par atak gaye.
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Ab jab ye log human territory me kohram machayenge tab pta chlega apne Sikandar The Silverstar ko ki uske system ke level ke sikari to ab aaye hain abhi tak to vo chotte bachon ke bich khel rha tha ab aayega competition me mja but bro mere ko aaisa kyu lagta h ki koi ek bade level ka BAAGI aayega jo Sikandar ki help kregaEpisode 45
Demon kingdom
Ochyra University tournament ki fateh ban kar saamne aayi, aur teachers aur representatives ne faisla kiya ke woh iss jeet ka jashan manayenge.
Tournament ke khatam hote hi Sikandar ka naam aur bhi zyada mashhoor ho gaya.
Kyunkay tournament mukhtalif TV channels par broadcast hua tha, is liye ab Sikandar, Ochyra University ka icon ban chuka tha.
Raat dheere dheere tapak kar neeche aa rahi thi jab Sikandar clinic ki taraf chal raha tha.
Woh Adhara aur Rosie ko dekhne jaa raha tha—dono buri tarah se haari aur zakhmi ho gayi theen.
Chalte hue Sikandar ne system se poocha:
‘System, Adhara ko poora Werewolf banane ka tareeqa kya hai?’
System ka jawab aya:
<User ko apne Silverstar Pack ka ek unique mark banana hoga. Phir user ko woh mark Adhara par lagana hoga, aur us mark ko apne khoon se activate karna hoga.>
Sikandar ne gahri saans li,
‘Yeh unique mark karta kya hai?’
<Yeh tumhare pack ka nishaan hoga, aur Adhara ko Werewolf banane ka catalyst.>
‘Catalyst? Matlab tabdili mein waqt lagega?’
<Haan. 7 raatein, ya phir ek Full Moon ki raat.>
System se baat karte karte ussey pata hi nahi chala kab woh clinic ke darwaze tak aa gaya.
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Clinic ka darwaza khula.
Yeh aik khaas clinic tha jo sirf Ochyra University ke liye reserve hota tha — jaise Faraday ko yakeen tha ke woh jeet jayenge.
Sikandar ne tanz se socha,
‘Wah, kitna khayal rakhte hain humara.’
Hall metal rangon se bhara hua tha, aur aage aik nurse files likh rahi thi.
Sikandar ne poocha,
“Adhara Alpenore ka room kaunsa hai?”
Nurse ne uski shakal dekhi, aik lamha ruki, phir boli:
“Room number 3. Woh abhi abhi hosh mein aayi hai.”
Sikandar ne shukriya ada kiya aur room ki taraf barh gaya.
Creak…
Darwaza khula toh dekha ke Adhara bistar par baithi hui hai, halki si ghum-sum.
Magar Sikandar ko dekhte hi uski aankhon mein chamak aa gayi.
“SIKANDAR!!”
Woh seedha uth kar bhaagi aur usse zor se hug kar liya — jaise darr ho ke woh usse kho na de.
Sikandar hiraan reh gaya.
Usne Adhara ke kandhe par haath rakha:
“Hey… kya hua?”
Adhara ki saanson mein ruk ruk kar roona barh gaya.
Sikandar soch mein pad gaya,
‘Kya Suraj ne zyada zor se maara tha? Mujhe lagta tha woh control mein tha…’
Adhara ne beech mein kaha:
“Mujhe laga tum mujhe chhor doge…”
Sikandar ne uljhan bhari muskurahat di,
“Kab bola maine aisa? Yeh kya baat hui?”
Adhara ne pheli si masoomiyat se kaha:
“Suraj ne kaha ke tumne usko test karne bheja tha. Mujhe laga ke main kamzor nikli toh tum mujhe chhor doge.”
Sikandar hans para:
“Main ne Suraj ko bas follow karne ko kaha tha. Woh tumhe test mazaak mein kar baitha.”
Adhara aik dum se chup ho gayi.
“Wait… Suraj ne mujhe follow kiya?!”
Sikandar kursi par baithte hue bola:
“Tum mujhse kuch kehna chahti ho? Ya main bolo?”
Adhara ka sar neeche jhuk gaya.
Agar Suraj ne follow kiya… toh Sikandar zaroor sab jaanta hai.
Sikandar ne sakoon se kaha:
“Tumne kaha tha, no more secrets. Phir tumne chhup kar woh sab kyun kiya? Upar se Suraj tak ko pata chal gaya.”
Adhara ne lab kaat liye:
“Dar lagta tha… ke tum mujhse ghin na kha lo. Is liye socha chup kar kar loon.”
Sikandar uth kar uske paas gaya:
“Fikar mat karo. Suraj ko kuch farq nahi para. Aur main kal raat tumhe khud tabdeel karoon ga. Tab tak yahan aaram karo.”
Woh itna keh kar room se nikal gaya.
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Baher nikal kar uski nazar Room #2 par pari.
Green light jal rahi thi — Rosie ka room.
Sikandar ka haath handle tak gaya…
Phir ruk gaya.
‘Mera aur Rosie ka deal khatam ho chuka hai. Unke parents samajhte hain ke hum abhi saath hain, magar sach sirf ek faaida ka muamla tha.’
Sikandar ne darwaza nahi khola.
Seedha clinic se nikal gaya.
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Clinic se baher nikalte hi ek aadmi uske raste mein aaya —
uski uniform par Faraday University ka emblem tha.
Sikandar uske paas se be-parwa chal kar guzra hi tha ke…
“Sikandar Silverstar.”
Aik thanndi, gehri awaaz.
Sikandar ruk gaya.
Aahista se palta —
uski aankhon mein sawal tha.
Aik aadmi Sikandar ke paas aaya aur narmi se bola,
"Mujhe hukm mila hai ke main aap ko Principal ke office tak escort karun. Meherbani kar ke mere saath chalein?"
‘Principal ka office?’ Sikandar ne dil hi dil mein socha.
Woh halka sa sar hila kar us aadmi ke saath chal diya.
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Principal ka Office
Principal ke office mein daakhil hotay hi,
Sikandar ka pehla tassur aik khula, pur-sukoon kamra tha, jiska poora interior purani lakri se bana hua tha.
Faraday University ka futuristic mahal is se bilkul mukhtalif tha—magar yeh kamra to jaise kisi pur-asrar daastan ka hissa lag raha tha.
Sikandar ko sofa par baithne ko kaha gaya. Woh aas-paas dekhne laga.
‘Yahan ki khushboo ajeeb si tasalli deti hai… bohot refreshing…’
Kamre mein koi khamosh si mana ki rawani thi jo us ka dimagh halka kar rahi thi.
Us ki nazar diwaar par latki aik lakri ke staff par pari. Upar se aam lag raha tha, magar Sikandar us mein se nikalti halki si mana wave mehsoos kar sakta tha.
Kamre ke andar ek doosra darwaza bhi tha.
‘Shayad yeh Principal ka private room ho…’ Sikandar ne andaza lagaya.
Jahan tak nazar jaati—spellbooks, trophiyaan, scrolls… sab kuch ek tajurbaykar Awakened ki zindagi ki nishaniyan theen.
Phir woh darwaza khula…
Aik buzurg shaks, lagbhag saath saal ki umar, aik cane liye nikalay.
Safed baal peeche set, aur cane ke bawajood chalne mein koi kamzori nahi—bilkul mutma’in, bilkul qaabil-e-ahtiram.
Sikandar foran khara hua.
Principal ne muskurate hue kaha,
"Aram se beta, itna sakht mat ho."
Un ke peeche tournament ka wohi Jury khara tha—jisko dekhte hi Sikandar ki aankhein thandi ho gayi.
Usay maloom tha yeh wohi aadmi hai jis ne cheating coordinate ki thi.
Principal aram se baith gaye. Jury un ke saath sakht chehra liye khara raha.
"Sikandar Silverstar… Dwight City ka Hero… aur Ochyra University ka number one,"
Principal ne be-ikhteyar ta’ajub se kaha.
Sikandar ne halka sa muskurate hue sar jhuka diya.
Principal ne Jury ko kuch ishaara kiya.
"Kya piyoge?"
"Pani theek hai."
Jury ne be-dilli se glasses rakhay, magar Principal ke nigrani mein woh be-adab hone ki himmat na kar saka.
Principal ne apni daari sehlate hue kaha:
"Tumhari military file dekhi maine. Bohot kamal ki close-quarter fighting skills… aik military law toot gaya… special reconnaissance unit… aur itni service ke bawajood abhi tak Private."
Sikandar ko hairani na hui. Is level ke logon ke liye yeh information lena mushkil na tha.
"Main samajh sakta hoon… umar bhi kam… aur woh saza bhi."
Sikandar ne tasdeeq mein sar hila diya.
"Mujhe pata chala ke tumhara dost Suraj bhi yahaan hai, kaise lag raha?"
"Sachi baat? Bohot surprise hua tha, magar acha laga."
Phir Sikandar ne seedha sawaal kar diya:
"Sir, asal wajah kya hai jis liye aap ne mujhe bulaya?"
Principal ne halka sa muskuraya.
"Baat ko ghumatay nahi… seedhi baat karta hoon."
"Faraday University chahti hai ke tum yahaan transfer ho jao."
Jury sakht hiraan ho gaya.
"Sir, yeh mumkin nahi. Recruitment to khatam ho chuki—"
Principal ne ghoor kar kahaa:
"Main hoon kaun? Qanoon main banata hoon, tum nahi."
Jury ki bolti band.
Sikandar soch mein doob gaya.
Training ground, environment, facilities… sab kuch behtar. Suraj bhi yahaan.
Yeh jagah Ochyra se bohot aage lag rahi thi.
"Offer acha hai, lekin…"
Us ne thandi nigah Jury par daali.
Principal muskuraya.
Phir aik dum—
BAM!!
Principal ne sirf haath rakha tha—aur Jury seedha zameen se chipak gaya.
Ek peak rank-five Awakened ek tap se be-bas.
Sikandar ki saans ruk si gayi.
Principal thandey lehjay mein bola:
"Aik be-hunar aadmi… aur tum jaisi qeemti quwwat ko cheat karta hai? Mujhe sab pata hai."
Jury ka rang udh gaya.
"Sir! Main… yeh… aisa nahi—"
Principal ne cane uthai.
Aik laal barrier Jury ko ghair liya.
Mana ki shiddat se Sikandar ka apna lightning mana freeze ho gaya, jaise space lock ho chuka ho.
"Sir! Reham… main resign kar dunga…!"
Principal ne bina expression ke cane zameen par tap ki.
Thud!
Phir…
SPLAT!
Jury aik lamhe mein barrier ke andar phat gaya.
Khoon aur insides barrier ke andar chipak gaye.
Sikandar ki ragon mein thand si daud gayi.
Principal araam se sofa par baith gaye:
"Ahh, kaafi din say dil chah raha tha."
Sikandar seedha ho kar baith gaya—poora jism tan gaya.
‘Yeh aadmi… bohot dangerous hai.’
Principal ne muskura kar kaha:
"Socho. Zabardasti nahi karunga. Offer tumhare liye hamesha khula hai."
Phir unhon ne asli bomb gira diya:
"Agar tum transfer ho jao…
• mahine ke 3 High-Grade Lightning Stones,
• hamara behtareen Lightning Elementalist tumhara personal tutor,
• aur mahine ke $2,000,000."
Sikandar ki aankhein phail gayi.
Principal ne izafa kiya:
"Ochyra to new hai… abhi unhein Ratmawati City se saalana supplies nahi milti. Ranking ke baad milegi—wo bhi January mein."
‘Is liye Ochyra benefits nahi deta…’
Sikandar ko har baat samajh aa gayi.
"Main soch kar jawab dunga, sir."
Principal khush nazar aaya.
"Main intezar karunga."
Sikandar ne office se janay hi laga tha ke bahar se awaaz aayi:
"Mujhe andar jaane do! Main apne student se milna chahti hoon!"
"Ma’am please, humein forced na karein—"
"Side hato!!"
Darwaza dhad se khula aur Hera aag ki tarah ghusne ko tayyar thi.
Magar Sikandar ko dekh kar ruk gayi.
"Sikandar!"
Woh bhaag kar uske paas aayi.
"Kya ho raha tha? Principal ne tumhein kyun bulaya? Tum theek ho?"
Sawaalon ki barsaat.
Sikandar ne halka sa muskuraya—magar raaz chhupa kar.
"Kuch nahi… chalo, jeet ka jashn manate hain."
Hera ne uski aankhon se pehchan liya:
‘Yeh kuch chhupa raha hai… kya Faraday ne ise scout kar liya?’
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Dusri taraf supernatural Territory
Supernatural territory ke gehraiyon mein ek jagah hai jahan insaan kabhi pair nahi rakhte — Demon Kingdom.
Ye ilaqa insaanon ke city se bahut door hai, unki duniya se alag, ek andheri aur sunsaan zameen jahan sirf tabahi aur aag ka raaj hai.
Insaano ke ilaqe ke aas paas saat supernatural saltanatein maujood hain —
Vampire Kingdom,
Werewolf Kingdom,
math equation generator
Undead Tomb,
Shapeshifter Temple,
Elvis Forest,
Dragonman Cave,
aur Demons Kingdom.
Ye sab insaano ke ilaqe se lagte hain, lekin ek dusre se itne door ke beech mein das-hazaaron kilometron ka faasla hota hai.
Misal ke taur par, Werewolves aur Dragonmen kabhi aam tor par nahi milte — sirf ek hi mauqa hota hai jab sab milte hain —
“GodKing Summit”, jo har das saal mein hoti hai.
Lekin Demon Kingdom auron se alag hai.
Ye andar gehra, andhera aur bhayanak hai.
Iske aas paas Vampire Kingdom aur Undead Tomb hain, lekin inke darmiyan bhi sauon kilometron ka fasla hai.
Demon Kingdom ka zameen par koi sheher nahi —
sirf barren land, jahan zindagi ka koi nishan nahi milta.
Na paani, na ped, na hawa — sirf garam, sulagti zameen.
Unka asal sheher zameen ke neeche chhupa hua hai —
ek hi raasta hai andar jaane ka… aur ek hi bahar aane ka.
Woh raasta ek vishaal shaitani munh ke roop mein hai —
pathar se bana hua, aakhon se aag nikalti hui.
Uske dono taraf do dehshatnaak demon guards khade hain —
aag se tapkati unke badan, laal chamakte hue, aur unke haath mein spiky lava maces hain.
Agar Rex yahaan hota, toh sirf unka presence mehsoos karke hi bhaag jaata — itna farq tha taqat mein.
Demon guards apni jagah par khade the jab unhone door se ek kaali carriage aate dekhi.
Dhool aur dhuen ke beech woh tez raftaar se unki taraf badh rahi thi.
Jab woh kareeb aayi, toh us par ek khooni crest bana hua tha —
aur usse do bade mutayed beasts, jaise bade hue rakshasi bats, kheench rahe the.
Unke pair zameen ko cheer rahe the, awaaz bijli ki tarah goonj rahi thi.
Carriage rukti hai.
Ek aadmi butler ke libaas mein utarta hai, aur darwaza adab se kholta hai.
Andar se ek safed, pale chehra wala aadmi bahar aata hai —
uski aankhon mein laal bijli, jism par kale kapde, aur hath mai 1 pakri hui ek kali talwar jisme se khaufnaak khooni aura nikal raha hai.
Demon guards ne usse pehchaan liya —
“King Solomon…”
Unke lafz girte hue lagte hain.
“King Solomon, aap yahaan kyun aaye hain?”
Solomon ne sirf unki taraf dekha — uski aankhon ke andar kaale dots ghoom rahe the.
Ek pal mein uski aankhon se laal roshni nikli — aur dono demon guards ghutnon pe gir gaye.
Dharti phat gayi.
Aas paas ki hawa bhaari ho gayi.
Unki aag bujh gayi jaise kisi ne rooh se jaan kheench li ho.
Solomon ne dheere se kaha:
“Tum dono kaun hote ho mujhse upar khade hone wale?”
Uske alfaaz aag jaise dil ko jala gaye.
Demon guards ka jism laraz gaya.
Phir Solomon ne sirf ek jumla bola:
“Mujhe King Saruth ke paas le chalo.”
Unhone bina kuch kahe sirf sir jhuka liya — aur uske saath Demon Kingdom ke andar chalte gaye.
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👁 Demon Castle ke 8 Floors
Andar jaate hi Solomon ne dekha —
neeche laava ka samundar behta tha, jisme hazaaron chhote demons rait ki tarah hilte dikh rahe the.
Laal roshni se poora maqbara chamak raha tha.
Lekin jaise hi unhone Solomon ka aura mehsoos kiya —
sab raste se hat gaye, jaise maut ka saaya unke paas se guzar gaya ho.
Beech mein ek vishaal qila tha — uske upar ek demonic pig ka nishan bana hua.
Solomon ne bhauen chadhayi.
“Yeh jagah badli hui lag rahi hai…”
Guard ne jawab diya,
“King Saruth ka hukam hai, unhone layout badal diya hai.”
Solomon muskuraya,
“Shayad bore ho gaya hoga…”
Guard ne sirf sir jhuka liya — jawab dene ki himmat nahi hui.
Chalte hue Solomon ne poocha,
“Kya badla?”
Guard bola,
“Ab Demon Castle survival of the strongest pe chalta hai.
Demon jitni zyada demonic energy khaata hai, utna taqatwar hota hai.
Is liye King Saruth ne qila ko 8 floors mein divide kar diya hai.
Jitna upar jaoge, utne paas hoge Demonic Eye ke.”
Solomon ne kaha,
“Toh har Archdemon apna floor rakhta hai?”
“Ji, King Saruth ke ilawa 7 Archdemons hain. Har ek ke paas apna floor hai — aur agar chahein toh ek dusre se lad kar floor cheen bhi sakte hain.”
Solomon ne castle ke upar ke symbol par nazar daali,
aur hans pada —
“Yeh Beeltopheles ka nishan hai…”
Woh pehchaanta tha, kyunke woh pehle sab Archdemons se mil chuka tha.
Castle ke peeche woh ek laal chamakte hue portal ke paas pahunche.
Wahan do kale scaled demon auratein khadi thi — unke sar se crescent horns, aur piche lambi poonch.
Solomon ne shanti se kaha,
“Mujhe King Saruth ke paas le chalo.”
Demon auratein ne ghur kar dekha,
kuch ajeeb si awaz nikali — aur portal mein rasta khol diya.
Woh ek ke baad ek 6 portals se guzra.
Har floor alag, har duniya aur bhi zyada khoon se bhari.
Har jagah demonon ki fauj, aur har fauj pehle se zyada taqatwar.
6th floor tak aate-aate Solomon ruk gaya.
Uska butler bhi shaant ho gaya.
“Yeh sab… rank five se upar hain…”
usne dheere se kaha.
Solomon ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Demon Kingdom kabhi itna khushhaal nahi tha… lagta hai King Saruth ne asal mein taqat ka naya daur shuru kar diya hai.”
Jo cheez sab ko sabse zyada hiraan kar rahi thi… woh yeh thi ke unki taadaad kitni thi.
Hundreds mein… itne ke unhein rokna namumkin lag raha tha.
Lekin hairani ki baat yeh thi ke sab ke sab sote hue the — gehri hibernation mein.
Demon Kingdom ke 7th floor par, ek shakhs ghoom raha tha —
Archdemon Lucius.
Achanak uski nazar Solomon, Vampire King par padi.
Lucius ne garaj kar kaha,
“King Solomon… kya kar rahe ho yahan, chhote vampire?”
Uske lehje mein fakhar aur takabbur tha.
Lucius das foot lamba, ek danti hui shakal ka Archdemon tha.
Uske tez daanton se khoon tapakta lagta tha, aur uska jism kisi nightmare ki tarah asymmetric aur muscular tha.
Peechay se nikle hue bade kalaay paron ne use aur bhi khaufnaak bana diya tha.
Har qadam par zameen phat jaati thi, aur uska demonic energy hawa mein bijli ki tarah goonjti thi.
Uske paas khada Vampire bhi mushkil se khud ko sambhal raha tha.
Lekin Solomon ne halka sa smirk kiya,
“Aray Lucius… mujhe toh hairat hai ke tum jaise chhoti dimag waale demon ne baaki Archdemons ko hara diya.”
Uska lehja mazahiya tha, lekin andar se dagger jaisa teekha.
Lucius ka chehra laal ho gaya.
Woh zor se garja —
ROAR!!!
Uske mooh se nikli laar hawa mein udi, magar Solomon ke ird gird chamakta laal barrier use rok gaya.
Solomon ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Bas itna hi?”
Lucius ne ghusse se kaha,
“Bhool mat… yeh humara ilaaka hai!”
Solomon ne sirf muskurahat se jawab diya.
Usay pata tha ke Lucius ki dhamki us par asar nahi karti.
Lucius ka demonic aura Solomon par hamla kar raha tha, hawa tez ho gayi, lekin Solomon ne bas haath uthaya aur kaha,
“Mere pass ladai ka waqt nahi, main King Saruth se milne aaya hoon.”
Lucius ne apna aura wapas le liya, aur tanz se bola,
“King Saruth ko tumhare aane ka pehle se pata hai.”
Phir woh peechay hata, aur raasta de diya.
Jab Solomon portal ke paas pohcha, usne dekha ke wahan do portals hain —
ek crimson laal aur doosra dark blue.
Usne bhunven chadhate hue poocha,
“Ek minute… Archdemons toh sirf saat hain, phir aathwaan floor kis ka hai?”
Lucius ne uski taraf dekha aur bola,
“Crimson portal mein jao… dark blue ko chhodo.”
Solomon ne dil mein socha ke yeh baat ajeeb hai,
lekin usne kandhe uchkaaye aur curiosity ko daba liya.
Woh laal portal ke kareeb gaya…
Lekin ussi waqt, dark blue portal ke andar se ek darinda nikal aaya!
Uska jism kale koyle jaisa, aankhein neeli aag se jal rahi thi.
Uske elbows se teekhe kaante nikle hue the aur seene par ek roshan neela rune chamak raha tha.
Uske haath mein ek speer thi jiska sirra neeli aag se bhadak raha tha.
Solomon ne foran peeche chhalang lagai, dil mein khauf ka jhatka mehsoos hua.
‘Kya… meri body danger mehsoos kar rahi hai? Yeh demon… mere level ka hai?!’
Uska vampire instinct cheekh raha tha —
Yeh shayad King Saruth jitna ya usse bhi zyada taqatwar hai.
Lekin woh demon aage badha aur shaant awaaz mein bola,
“Vampire? Afsoos, main ne tumhe dara diya.”
Solomon ne apna jazba sambhal kar kaha,
“Main ne tumhe kabhi nahi dekha… tum kaun ho?”
Us waqt Lucius bhi ud kar wapas aaya, uske chehre par sannata tha.
Woh sirf itna keh saka,
“Mujhe kaha gaya tha ke tum taqatwar ho… lekin ab ladai ka iraada nahi.”
Us demon ka aura itna bhari tha ke Lucius ka jism kaanp gaya.
Uski neeli aankhein uske dil ko jala rahi thi.
Solomon ne hairani se poocha,
“Lucius, tum ise nahi jaante? Kaise mumkin hai?”
Lucius bolne hi wala tha ke demon ne khud kaha,
“King Saruth tumhara intezaar kar rahe hain.”
Dono — Solomon aur Lucius — uski taraf dekhta reh gaye.
Woh demon bilkul andheray ka aakar lag raha tha, lekin uska rawaya adab aur sukoon bhara tha.
Lucius ne halka sa jhijhak kar kaha,
“Yeh Vampire… King Solomon hai, Vampires ka hukmaran.”
Demon — jis ka naam Azzen tha — ne sar jhuka kar adaab kiya.
Solomon andar se hil gaya.
‘Yeh demon itna powerful hote hue bhi… itna adab se baat kar raha hai?’
Lucius ne bechaini se dekha, kyunke jis demon ke saamne woh khud dare hue tha,
woh ab Solomon ke saamne jhuk raha tha.
Solomon ne thanda sa saans liya aur kaha,
“Main King Saruth se milta hoon… hume tang mat karna.”
Azzen ne chup chap sir hila diya.
Solomon ne ek aakhri baar un dono ko dekha,
phir crimson portal ke andar ghus gaya.
Usne andar jaane se pehle dheemi awaaz mein kaha,
“Lagta hai… King Saruth ko mujhe kuch samjhana hoga.”
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Solomon ne qadam badhaya aur laal roshni se chamakne wale crimson portal mein ghus gaya.
Jese hi uska jism andar gaya, use mehsoos hua ke woh kisi aur jahan mein pohanch gaya hai — hawa hi alag thi, bhari aur zehrili.
Ye 8th Manzil thi — jahan rehta tha King Saruth, Demon Kingdom ka sabse khatarnak hukmaran.
Jese hi Solomon ne qadam rakha, uske jism par demonic energy ka bojh mehsoos hua.
Hawa mein aisi siyahi thi ke woh nangi aankhon se bhi dikhai de rahi thi — kuch aisa jaise hawa khud jali hui ho.
Aage ek shandaar aur andhera throne tha, us par baitha tha King Saruth.
Uska jism insano jaisa lagta tha, lekin uski ankhon ka safed hissa kaala aur retina laal thi.
Saruth ke do bade kaale muṛe hue singh uske sir se nikal rahe the, aur uske chehre par aik aisi thakawat bhari sardarana ada thi jaise woh khud jahannum ka malik ho.
Uske ghutnon par baithi thi ek she-devil, jiska naam tha Alonya.
Uske laal hont, kale lambe baal, aur manohar jism aisa tha ke insaan ya vampire dono ka hosla toot jaaye.
Magar uske goat-like horns aur peeth se nikli kali dum use ek khaufnaak makhlooq bana rahe the.
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Uski raakh jaisi grey skin uske insani husn ko aur bhi ajeeb bana deti thi.
Throne tak pahunchne ke liye lambi seedhiyan thi aur dono taraf urti hui laava ki nadiyan — jise dekh kar lagta tha ke ye jaga dozakh ka dil hai.
Throne ke upar hawa mein ek kaali aur laal roshni se chamakne wali gol chhayi hui cheez mandra rahi thi — uske andar ek aankh thi, jo dheere-dheere khul rahi thi…
Aur woh aankh sirf Solomon ko dekh rahi thi. Har qadam par, woh uske saath hil rahi thi.
Throne ke paas hawa mein ek laal bada bastard sword tair raha tha — usse aisi garmi nikal rahi thi ke hawaa jaltay hue lohe jaisi mehsoos hoti thi.
Solomon ke saath khada vampire us garmi se tap kar bulbulay banane laga.
Uski twacha jese ubalti hui ho.
“Mat qareeb aao… tum mar jaoge,” Solomon ne kaha.
Vampire ne sir hila kar peechay hat gaya — uska jism ab aur bardasht nahi kar sakta tha.
Solomon ne aage barh kar halka sa muskura kar kaha,
“Lagta hai tumne mere castle ki raah ka naqsha chura liya hai, Saruth.”
King Saruth hans pada — uski awaz gehri aur ghoonjtay pahadon jaisi thi.
“Hah! Tumhara woh chhota castle? Ye mera Nark ka taaj mahal hai!”
Phir woh apne singhasan se uth kar neeche aaya.
Uske qadam ke saath zameen kaanp uthi.
Usne apne haath failaye aur kaha,
“Swagat hai tumhara mere aise kingdom mein, jise ‘hell’ kehna bhi ek beizzati hai.”
Solomon halki si hansi hansa.
“Tum bilkul nahi badle…”
Saruth ne poocha, “Toh phir… kya wajah hai ke tum mujhe milne aaye ho, King Solomon?”
Solomon jawab dene hi wala tha ke uski nigah Alonya par pad gayi,
jo ab bhi throne ke haath ke sahare baithe hue uski taraf shayrana muskurahat se dekh rahi thi.
Saruth ne uski nigah note karli aur kaha,
“Alonya, hum dono ko akela chhod do.”
Alonya ne meethi hansi hansi, aur seedhiyon se neeche utarne lagi — uske qadam ki clack-clack awaaz, aur uske hilte hue kamar ke saaye Solomon ke dil ki dhaṛkan tez kar gaye.
Woh Solomon ke paas aayi aur apni naazuk ungli ka nukh uske seene par rakha,
“Humein phir se milna pada, King Solomon…”
Solomon ne khud ko sambhalte hue kaha,
“Abhi ye waqt nahi hai, Alonya. Hum zaroori baat kar rahe hain.”
Uski muskurahat aur gheri ho gayi.
“Tum ab bhi mujhse darte ho, Solomon? Kya tumhe dar hai ke ‘phir se’ wahi hoga jo pichli dafa hua tha?”
Solomon ne saansein rok kar nigah chura li. Uska dimagh pichli mulaqat ki yaadon se bhar gaya tha — woh yaad jise woh bhoolna chahta tha.
“Bas, Alonya!” Saruth garja.
Alonya ne ek flirty smile di, apne baalon ko hila kar suhani hansi chhodi aur chal di.
Uski chhoti si chuckle ab bhi kamre mein gunj rahi thi jab woh gayab hui — aur usne Solomon ki rooh tak hila di.
Saruth ne gehri saans li,
“Toh ab batao, itni badi zarurat kya hai?”
Solomon ne apni cloak sambhali aur kaha,
“Mujhe tumhare ancestor se sawal karna hai.”
Ye sunkar Saruth ki aankhein phat gayin.
“Kya?! Tum chaahte ho ke main apne purkhon ko jagaun?! Kya tum paagal ho gaye ho?”
Uska gussa bhadak utha.
Saruth jaanta tha ke bina wajeh kisi purane demon elder ko uthana, qayamat bulaana hota hai.
Solomon ne shaanti se kaha,
“Main sirf Elder Tilrith ko jagana chahta hoon — woh mere ancestors par ek purana qarz rakhti hai.”
Saruth ne gahra saans li, uski aankhon mein shak tha.
“Tilrith ko uthana asaan nahi hai. Duniya abhi tayyar nahi… aur humare paas uske liye zaroori zariya bhi nahi.”
Solomon muskura diya.
Usne haath hilaaya, aur uske saath khare vampire — jo ab bhi garmi se aadha behosh tha — apni jeb se ek ashy-green pathar nikaal laaya.
Jese hi pathar hawa mein utra, kamra hara aur siyah chamak se bhar gaya.
Saruth ki aankhon mein hairani chamak uthi.
“Ye… ye toh wohi stone hai jiska hum sab intezaar kar rahe the! Tum isey chhupaye hue the?!”
Solomon ne muskura kar kaha,
“Lo, ab le lo. Mujhe bas ek mulaqat chahiye.”
Saruth ne bhaari qadam rakhe — zameen hil gayi.
Usne pathar uthaya, use dekhte hue kaha,
“Ye kaam karega… Par agar Tilrith naraz hui, toh main bhi tumhe bacha nahi sakta.”
Usne Solomon ko ishara kiya,
“Mere peeche aao.”
Throne ke peeche ek raazdar raasta khul gaya.
Saruth ne zameen par ek khopdi pakad kar ghumayi — aur aas-paas ki hazaron khopdiyaan hilne lagi, darwaza toot gaya, aur neeche utarne wali andheri seedhiyan nazar aayin.
Dono neeche utarne lage.
Solomon ne kaha,
“Yaqeen hai ke mujhe yahaan lana theek hai? Ye jagah kisi vampire ke liye manzoor nahi lagti.”
Saruth hans pada,
“Darte ho ke main tumhe maar dunga, Solomon?”
Solomon ne jawab diya,
“Main itni asaani se nahi marta.”
Seedhiyan kabhi khatam hoti nahi lag rahi thi.
Bees minute beet gaye, aur andhera gehra hota gaya.
Saruth ne kaha,
“Ab sab Supernatural ek ho chuke hain. Tumhe darne ki zarurat nahi. Hamara ek hi maqsad hai — insaano ka nash! Unhone humse jo cheena, ab unhe uska hisaab dena hoga.”
Solomon ne sir hila diya.
Woh bhi insaano se nafrat karta tha.
Das minute aur beet gaye, aur aakhirkar woh neeche pohanch gaye.
Andhera itna gehra tha ke roshni bhi us mein ghul jaaye.
Saruth ne anghuta chhoda, aur ek badi aag ka gola hawa mein ubhar aaya.
Phir woh 100 chhoti aag ki goliyon mein taqseem ho gaya — aur poora hall roshan ho gaya.
Aur jo Solomon ne dekha, uska khoon jam gaya.
Uske samne ek aath-paron wala daitya ka statue tha,
Jiske chehre se itni shiddat ki demonic aura nikal rahi thi ke Solomon ki ankhein jalne lagi.
Usne turant apni nazar neeche kar li — aur dekha ke uske ird-gird aise hi 100 se zayada moortiyan khadi thi…
Aur sab ke sab, jaise zinda hone ka intezaar kar rahi thi.
Jab Solomon ne us jagah qadam rakha, uske pairon ke neeche zameen se ghulabi dhund uthti mehsoos hui.
Har taraf demonon ke statuses khamosh kharay the — kuch uske barabar, aur kuch itne bade ke unke saaye mein wo khud chhota lagta tha.
Un statuses par ajeeb-o-gharib nishaan bane hue the, jinhen dekh kar aakhon mein ek khaufnaak chamak ubharti thi.
“Yeh jagah… kisi qadeem qoum ka maqbara lagti hai,” Solomon ne socha.
“Har ek statue zinda hai… bas soya hua hai, jaise mere Elders vampire soye rehte hain.”
Saruth aage badhta gaya — uska qadam is sakht aur andheri jagah mein goonjta tha.
Raasta itna chora tha ke ek waqt mein 100 se zayda log guzar sakte the. Solomon ne bhi uska peecha kiya, jaise wo kisi raaz ke taqreeb ki taraf ja raha ho.
Kuch der baad, Saruth ek status ke samne ruk gaya — uske seenay par ek baingni aankh ka nishaan chamak raha tha.
“Yahan,” Saruth ne dheere se kaha, “yeh hai Elder Tilrith.”
Usne Abaddon Stone nikala aur us nishaan ke paas le gaya.
Pathar se nikalti ashii hari roshni us symbol ne apne andar kheench li.
Saruth ne pathar chhod diya — wo hawa mein tairta reh gaya.
“Yaad rakhna, apne sawal poochho aur chale jao,” Saruth ne kaha.
“Yeh samajh lo ke meri taraf se ek ehsaan hai… kyunke main ne tumhein yeh pathar diya.”
Solomon ne halka sa sir jhuka diya, lekin uske dil mein ye baat thi —
“Yeh cheeky demon mujhe mehsool samajhta hai.”
Kuch lamhon baad, pathar se nikalti roshni bilkul mand pad gayi.
Clang!
Pathar zameen par gira.
Crack!
Statue par daraarein padne lagi.
Sabse pehle uske par toot kar khulne lage, aur unke andar se shandar baingni par chamak uthi.
Un paron se nikalti demonic energy itni sakht thi ke Saruth khud mehsoos kar raha tha ke uski taqat barh rahi hai.
Rocky badan poora toot gaya aur us mein se ek ourat nikli — baingni baalon aur baingni aankhon wali.
Uska husn itna gehra tha ke Alonya bhi uske samne pheeki lagti thi.
Jab usne saans li, hawa mein baingni dhuan bhar gaya.
Saruth foran ghutnon par gir gaya, Solomon ne bhi wahi kiya.
Chahe Tilrith uske qoum ki na thi, lekin us jaise Elder demon ke samne adab farz tha.
“Mmmmhh…” Elder Tilrith ne halki si saans li, jaise lambi neend se jagi ho.
Uske baal uske chahre ke ird gird lehra rahe the.
“Saruth… mujhe jagane ki jurrat kaise ki tumne?”
Uski awaaz narm thi, lekin uske andar kanoon aur hokim tha.
Saruth ne zameen ki taraf dekha,
“Elder Tilrith… yeh lambi kahani hai. Lekin mere saath ek vampire hai — Solomon.
Usko aapse kuch poochhna hai.”
Ye sunkar Elder Tilrith ki aankhein chamak uthi, aur us se demonic energy ka toofan phoot nikla.
Hawa jhool uthi, Solomon ke ghutne hilne lage — saans lena mushkil ho gaya.
“Tumne mujhe sirf isliye jagaya?!” wo dahadi.
“Aur seal kaise todi?!”
Saruth ghabra gaya, “Elder, bas ek sawal ke baad sab bata dunga!”
Solomon foran bol pada,
“Elder Tilrith, meri gehri maazrat qabool karein. Main Elder Nolacula ka numayinda hoon.
Unhone kaha ke agar aap mera sawal jawab dein, toh aapka aur unka karz barabar ho jayega.”
Bas ye kehna tha ke Tilrith ka pressure khatam ho gaya.
“Nolacula?” usne halki muskuraahat ke saath kaha.
“Theek hai… poochho apna sawal.”
Solomon ne jhuke hue sar ke saath kaha,
“Elder Nolacula ne kaha ke aap us Forbidden Ritual ke bare mein jaanti hain jo insano ko hamari qoum mein badal sakta hai.”
Saruth chok gaya,
“Aisa ritual bhi hai?!”
Tilrith halki si hansi,
“Nolacula… hamesha apne qarz ka faida uthana jaanta hai.
Lekin yeh ritual mana hai ek wajah se. Agar unhein pata chal gaya ke hum isse use kar rahe hain,
toh hum sab mitt jaayenge.”
Solomon ne bhunwain sikodi,
“Wo ‘woh’ kaun hain jinke bare mein aap keh rahi hain?”
Elder Tilrith ki aankhon mein ek saya ubhra — usne dheere se kaha,
“Woh… Executors.”
Ye naam sunkar Solomon ka rang ud gaya.
Saruth bhi hil gaya,
“Elder, woh khatam ho chuke hain! Ab naye daur ka waqt hai — Supernatural ka daur!”
Solomon ne socha,
“Elder Tilrith toh abhi pehli dafa jagi hai… use pata hi nahi ke insano ki regression ho chuki hai.”
“Yeh mumkin nahi,” Tilrith ne kaha, “agar maine unka qanoon toda toh woh humein maar daalenge!”
Saruth ne bechaini se kaha,
“Ek lamha Elder, main abhi dikhata hoon!”
Wo ek blur ban kar gayab ho gaya — aur kuch hi der mein wapas aaya,
uske haath mein insani lashain thi.
Splat!
Usne woh Tilrith ke samne phenki.
“Dekhiye, maine inhein khatam kar diya. Aur main zinda hoon.”
Tilrith peeche hati, uske chehre par khauf tha.
“Tum pagal ho gaye ho?! Ab woh humein mitta denge!”
Saruth ne josh se kaha,
“Main kai saalon se inhein maar raha hoon — kuch nahi hua!
Ab insaan kamzor ho gaye hain, aur hum — Supernatural — duniya ka aadha hissa le chuke hain!”
Tilrith ruk gayi, lashon ko dekha —
“Yeh… yeh insaan itne chhote aur kamzor ho gaye?”
Phir uske chehre par deewangi chamak uthi.
“Mujhe yakeen nahi hota! Woh daur wapas aa gaya!”
Wo pagalon ki tarah hansne lagi, aankhon se aansoo nikal aaye.
Usne lashon ko cheer phaad diya — saalon ka ghussa nikal rahi thi.
Solomon ne halka sa kaha,
“Elder, mera sawal…”
Tilrith ne uski taraf dekha — ab uske chehre par sukoon tha.
“Theek hai, ab main batati hoon.”
Usne apni baingni ungli se zameen par ek daaira banaya,
aur uske ird gird demonic symbols chamak uthay.
Hawa mein baingni energy likhawat ki shakal mein tairne lagi.
Wo likhawat kisi qadeem mantr jaisi thi —
aur Solomon uss manzar ko dekh kar moh le gaya.
“Yeh… yeh toh…”
uske alfaaz honthon par atak gaye.
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Nice update bro keep it upEpisode 45
Demon kingdom
Ochyra University tournament ki fateh ban kar saamne aayi, aur teachers aur representatives ne faisla kiya ke woh iss jeet ka jashan manayenge.
Tournament ke khatam hote hi Sikandar ka naam aur bhi zyada mashhoor ho gaya.
Kyunkay tournament mukhtalif TV channels par broadcast hua tha, is liye ab Sikandar, Ochyra University ka icon ban chuka tha.
Raat dheere dheere tapak kar neeche aa rahi thi jab Sikandar clinic ki taraf chal raha tha.
Woh Adhara aur Rosie ko dekhne jaa raha tha—dono buri tarah se haari aur zakhmi ho gayi theen.
Chalte hue Sikandar ne system se poocha:
‘System, Adhara ko poora Werewolf banane ka tareeqa kya hai?’
System ka jawab aya:
<User ko apne Silverstar Pack ka ek unique mark banana hoga. Phir user ko woh mark Adhara par lagana hoga, aur us mark ko apne khoon se activate karna hoga.>
Sikandar ne gahri saans li,
‘Yeh unique mark karta kya hai?’
<Yeh tumhare pack ka nishaan hoga, aur Adhara ko Werewolf banane ka catalyst.>
‘Catalyst? Matlab tabdili mein waqt lagega?’
<Haan. 7 raatein, ya phir ek Full Moon ki raat.>
System se baat karte karte ussey pata hi nahi chala kab woh clinic ke darwaze tak aa gaya.
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Clinic ka darwaza khula.
Yeh aik khaas clinic tha jo sirf Ochyra University ke liye reserve hota tha — jaise Faraday ko yakeen tha ke woh jeet jayenge.
Sikandar ne tanz se socha,
‘Wah, kitna khayal rakhte hain humara.’
Hall metal rangon se bhara hua tha, aur aage aik nurse files likh rahi thi.
Sikandar ne poocha,
“Adhara Alpenore ka room kaunsa hai?”
Nurse ne uski shakal dekhi, aik lamha ruki, phir boli:
“Room number 3. Woh abhi abhi hosh mein aayi hai.”
Sikandar ne shukriya ada kiya aur room ki taraf barh gaya.
Creak…
Darwaza khula toh dekha ke Adhara bistar par baithi hui hai, halki si ghum-sum.
Magar Sikandar ko dekhte hi uski aankhon mein chamak aa gayi.
“SIKANDAR!!”
Woh seedha uth kar bhaagi aur usse zor se hug kar liya — jaise darr ho ke woh usse kho na de.
Sikandar hiraan reh gaya.
Usne Adhara ke kandhe par haath rakha:
“Hey… kya hua?”
Adhara ki saanson mein ruk ruk kar roona barh gaya.
Sikandar soch mein pad gaya,
‘Kya Suraj ne zyada zor se maara tha? Mujhe lagta tha woh control mein tha…’
Adhara ne beech mein kaha:
“Mujhe laga tum mujhe chhor doge…”
Sikandar ne uljhan bhari muskurahat di,
“Kab bola maine aisa? Yeh kya baat hui?”
Adhara ne pheli si masoomiyat se kaha:
“Suraj ne kaha ke tumne usko test karne bheja tha. Mujhe laga ke main kamzor nikli toh tum mujhe chhor doge.”
Sikandar hans para:
“Main ne Suraj ko bas follow karne ko kaha tha. Woh tumhe test mazaak mein kar baitha.”
Adhara aik dum se chup ho gayi.
“Wait… Suraj ne mujhe follow kiya?!”
Sikandar kursi par baithte hue bola:
“Tum mujhse kuch kehna chahti ho? Ya main bolo?”
Adhara ka sar neeche jhuk gaya.
Agar Suraj ne follow kiya… toh Sikandar zaroor sab jaanta hai.
Sikandar ne sakoon se kaha:
“Tumne kaha tha, no more secrets. Phir tumne chhup kar woh sab kyun kiya? Upar se Suraj tak ko pata chal gaya.”
Adhara ne lab kaat liye:
“Dar lagta tha… ke tum mujhse ghin na kha lo. Is liye socha chup kar kar loon.”
Sikandar uth kar uske paas gaya:
“Fikar mat karo. Suraj ko kuch farq nahi para. Aur main kal raat tumhe khud tabdeel karoon ga. Tab tak yahan aaram karo.”
Woh itna keh kar room se nikal gaya.
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Baher nikal kar uski nazar Room #2 par pari.
Green light jal rahi thi — Rosie ka room.
Sikandar ka haath handle tak gaya…
Phir ruk gaya.
‘Mera aur Rosie ka deal khatam ho chuka hai. Unke parents samajhte hain ke hum abhi saath hain, magar sach sirf ek faaida ka muamla tha.’
Sikandar ne darwaza nahi khola.
Seedha clinic se nikal gaya.
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Clinic se baher nikalte hi ek aadmi uske raste mein aaya —
uski uniform par Faraday University ka emblem tha.
Sikandar uske paas se be-parwa chal kar guzra hi tha ke…
“Sikandar Silverstar.”
Aik thanndi, gehri awaaz.
Sikandar ruk gaya.
Aahista se palta —
uski aankhon mein sawal tha.
Aik aadmi Sikandar ke paas aaya aur narmi se bola,
"Mujhe hukm mila hai ke main aap ko Principal ke office tak escort karun. Meherbani kar ke mere saath chalein?"
‘Principal ka office?’ Sikandar ne dil hi dil mein socha.
Woh halka sa sar hila kar us aadmi ke saath chal diya.
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Principal ka Office
Principal ke office mein daakhil hotay hi,
Sikandar ka pehla tassur aik khula, pur-sukoon kamra tha, jiska poora interior purani lakri se bana hua tha.
Faraday University ka futuristic mahal is se bilkul mukhtalif tha—magar yeh kamra to jaise kisi pur-asrar daastan ka hissa lag raha tha.
Sikandar ko sofa par baithne ko kaha gaya. Woh aas-paas dekhne laga.
‘Yahan ki khushboo ajeeb si tasalli deti hai… bohot refreshing…’
Kamre mein koi khamosh si mana ki rawani thi jo us ka dimagh halka kar rahi thi.
Us ki nazar diwaar par latki aik lakri ke staff par pari. Upar se aam lag raha tha, magar Sikandar us mein se nikalti halki si mana wave mehsoos kar sakta tha.
Kamre ke andar ek doosra darwaza bhi tha.
‘Shayad yeh Principal ka private room ho…’ Sikandar ne andaza lagaya.
Jahan tak nazar jaati—spellbooks, trophiyaan, scrolls… sab kuch ek tajurbaykar Awakened ki zindagi ki nishaniyan theen.
Phir woh darwaza khula…
Aik buzurg shaks, lagbhag saath saal ki umar, aik cane liye nikalay.
Safed baal peeche set, aur cane ke bawajood chalne mein koi kamzori nahi—bilkul mutma’in, bilkul qaabil-e-ahtiram.
Sikandar foran khara hua.
Principal ne muskurate hue kaha,
"Aram se beta, itna sakht mat ho."
Un ke peeche tournament ka wohi Jury khara tha—jisko dekhte hi Sikandar ki aankhein thandi ho gayi.
Usay maloom tha yeh wohi aadmi hai jis ne cheating coordinate ki thi.
Principal aram se baith gaye. Jury un ke saath sakht chehra liye khara raha.
"Sikandar Silverstar… Dwight City ka Hero… aur Ochyra University ka number one,"
Principal ne be-ikhteyar ta’ajub se kaha.
Sikandar ne halka sa muskurate hue sar jhuka diya.
Principal ne Jury ko kuch ishaara kiya.
"Kya piyoge?"
"Pani theek hai."
Jury ne be-dilli se glasses rakhay, magar Principal ke nigrani mein woh be-adab hone ki himmat na kar saka.
Principal ne apni daari sehlate hue kaha:
"Tumhari military file dekhi maine. Bohot kamal ki close-quarter fighting skills… aik military law toot gaya… special reconnaissance unit… aur itni service ke bawajood abhi tak Private."
Sikandar ko hairani na hui. Is level ke logon ke liye yeh information lena mushkil na tha.
"Main samajh sakta hoon… umar bhi kam… aur woh saza bhi."
Sikandar ne tasdeeq mein sar hila diya.
"Mujhe pata chala ke tumhara dost Suraj bhi yahaan hai, kaise lag raha?"
"Sachi baat? Bohot surprise hua tha, magar acha laga."
Phir Sikandar ne seedha sawaal kar diya:
"Sir, asal wajah kya hai jis liye aap ne mujhe bulaya?"
Principal ne halka sa muskuraya.
"Baat ko ghumatay nahi… seedhi baat karta hoon."
"Faraday University chahti hai ke tum yahaan transfer ho jao."
Jury sakht hiraan ho gaya.
"Sir, yeh mumkin nahi. Recruitment to khatam ho chuki—"
Principal ne ghoor kar kahaa:
"Main hoon kaun? Qanoon main banata hoon, tum nahi."
Jury ki bolti band.
Sikandar soch mein doob gaya.
Training ground, environment, facilities… sab kuch behtar. Suraj bhi yahaan.
Yeh jagah Ochyra se bohot aage lag rahi thi.
"Offer acha hai, lekin…"
Us ne thandi nigah Jury par daali.
Principal muskuraya.
Phir aik dum—
BAM!!
Principal ne sirf haath rakha tha—aur Jury seedha zameen se chipak gaya.
Ek peak rank-five Awakened ek tap se be-bas.
Sikandar ki saans ruk si gayi.
Principal thandey lehjay mein bola:
"Aik be-hunar aadmi… aur tum jaisi qeemti quwwat ko cheat karta hai? Mujhe sab pata hai."
Jury ka rang udh gaya.
"Sir! Main… yeh… aisa nahi—"
Principal ne cane uthai.
Aik laal barrier Jury ko ghair liya.
Mana ki shiddat se Sikandar ka apna lightning mana freeze ho gaya, jaise space lock ho chuka ho.
"Sir! Reham… main resign kar dunga…!"
Principal ne bina expression ke cane zameen par tap ki.
Thud!
Phir…
SPLAT!
Jury aik lamhe mein barrier ke andar phat gaya.
Khoon aur insides barrier ke andar chipak gaye.
Sikandar ki ragon mein thand si daud gayi.
Principal araam se sofa par baith gaye:
"Ahh, kaafi din say dil chah raha tha."
Sikandar seedha ho kar baith gaya—poora jism tan gaya.
‘Yeh aadmi… bohot dangerous hai.’
Principal ne muskura kar kaha:
"Socho. Zabardasti nahi karunga. Offer tumhare liye hamesha khula hai."
Phir unhon ne asli bomb gira diya:
"Agar tum transfer ho jao…
• mahine ke 3 High-Grade Lightning Stones,
• hamara behtareen Lightning Elementalist tumhara personal tutor,
• aur mahine ke $2,000,000."
Sikandar ki aankhein phail gayi.
Principal ne izafa kiya:
"Ochyra to new hai… abhi unhein Ratmawati City se saalana supplies nahi milti. Ranking ke baad milegi—wo bhi January mein."
‘Is liye Ochyra benefits nahi deta…’
Sikandar ko har baat samajh aa gayi.
"Main soch kar jawab dunga, sir."
Principal khush nazar aaya.
"Main intezar karunga."
Sikandar ne office se janay hi laga tha ke bahar se awaaz aayi:
"Mujhe andar jaane do! Main apne student se milna chahti hoon!"
"Ma’am please, humein forced na karein—"
"Side hato!!"
Darwaza dhad se khula aur Hera aag ki tarah ghusne ko tayyar thi.
Magar Sikandar ko dekh kar ruk gayi.
"Sikandar!"
Woh bhaag kar uske paas aayi.
"Kya ho raha tha? Principal ne tumhein kyun bulaya? Tum theek ho?"
Sawaalon ki barsaat.
Sikandar ne halka sa muskuraya—magar raaz chhupa kar.
"Kuch nahi… chalo, jeet ka jashn manate hain."
Hera ne uski aankhon se pehchan liya:
‘Yeh kuch chhupa raha hai… kya Faraday ne ise scout kar liya?’
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Dusri taraf supernatural Territory
Supernatural territory ke gehraiyon mein ek jagah hai jahan insaan kabhi pair nahi rakhte — Demon Kingdom.
Ye ilaqa insaanon ke city se bahut door hai, unki duniya se alag, ek andheri aur sunsaan zameen jahan sirf tabahi aur aag ka raaj hai.
Insaano ke ilaqe ke aas paas saat supernatural saltanatein maujood hain —
Vampire Kingdom,
Werewolf Kingdom,
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Undead Tomb,
Shapeshifter Temple,
Elvis Forest,
Dragonman Cave,
aur Demons Kingdom.
Ye sab insaano ke ilaqe se lagte hain, lekin ek dusre se itne door ke beech mein das-hazaaron kilometron ka faasla hota hai.
Misal ke taur par, Werewolves aur Dragonmen kabhi aam tor par nahi milte — sirf ek hi mauqa hota hai jab sab milte hain —
“GodKing Summit”, jo har das saal mein hoti hai.
Lekin Demon Kingdom auron se alag hai.
Ye andar gehra, andhera aur bhayanak hai.
Iske aas paas Vampire Kingdom aur Undead Tomb hain, lekin inke darmiyan bhi sauon kilometron ka fasla hai.
Demon Kingdom ka zameen par koi sheher nahi —
sirf barren land, jahan zindagi ka koi nishan nahi milta.
Na paani, na ped, na hawa — sirf garam, sulagti zameen.
Unka asal sheher zameen ke neeche chhupa hua hai —
ek hi raasta hai andar jaane ka… aur ek hi bahar aane ka.
Woh raasta ek vishaal shaitani munh ke roop mein hai —
pathar se bana hua, aakhon se aag nikalti hui.
Uske dono taraf do dehshatnaak demon guards khade hain —
aag se tapkati unke badan, laal chamakte hue, aur unke haath mein spiky lava maces hain.
Agar Rex yahaan hota, toh sirf unka presence mehsoos karke hi bhaag jaata — itna farq tha taqat mein.
Demon guards apni jagah par khade the jab unhone door se ek kaali carriage aate dekhi.
Dhool aur dhuen ke beech woh tez raftaar se unki taraf badh rahi thi.
Jab woh kareeb aayi, toh us par ek khooni crest bana hua tha —
aur usse do bade mutayed beasts, jaise bade hue rakshasi bats, kheench rahe the.
Unke pair zameen ko cheer rahe the, awaaz bijli ki tarah goonj rahi thi.
Carriage rukti hai.
Ek aadmi butler ke libaas mein utarta hai, aur darwaza adab se kholta hai.
Andar se ek safed, pale chehra wala aadmi bahar aata hai —
uski aankhon mein laal bijli, jism par kale kapde, aur hath mai 1 pakri hui ek kali talwar jisme se khaufnaak khooni aura nikal raha hai.
Demon guards ne usse pehchaan liya —
“King Solomon…”
Unke lafz girte hue lagte hain.
“King Solomon, aap yahaan kyun aaye hain?”
Solomon ne sirf unki taraf dekha — uski aankhon ke andar kaale dots ghoom rahe the.
Ek pal mein uski aankhon se laal roshni nikli — aur dono demon guards ghutnon pe gir gaye.
Dharti phat gayi.
Aas paas ki hawa bhaari ho gayi.
Unki aag bujh gayi jaise kisi ne rooh se jaan kheench li ho.
Solomon ne dheere se kaha:
“Tum dono kaun hote ho mujhse upar khade hone wale?”
Uske alfaaz aag jaise dil ko jala gaye.
Demon guards ka jism laraz gaya.
Phir Solomon ne sirf ek jumla bola:
“Mujhe King Saruth ke paas le chalo.”
Unhone bina kuch kahe sirf sir jhuka liya — aur uske saath Demon Kingdom ke andar chalte gaye.
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👁 Demon Castle ke 8 Floors
Andar jaate hi Solomon ne dekha —
neeche laava ka samundar behta tha, jisme hazaaron chhote demons rait ki tarah hilte dikh rahe the.
Laal roshni se poora maqbara chamak raha tha.
Lekin jaise hi unhone Solomon ka aura mehsoos kiya —
sab raste se hat gaye, jaise maut ka saaya unke paas se guzar gaya ho.
Beech mein ek vishaal qila tha — uske upar ek demonic pig ka nishan bana hua.
Solomon ne bhauen chadhayi.
“Yeh jagah badli hui lag rahi hai…”
Guard ne jawab diya,
“King Saruth ka hukam hai, unhone layout badal diya hai.”
Solomon muskuraya,
“Shayad bore ho gaya hoga…”
Guard ne sirf sir jhuka liya — jawab dene ki himmat nahi hui.
Chalte hue Solomon ne poocha,
“Kya badla?”
Guard bola,
“Ab Demon Castle survival of the strongest pe chalta hai.
Demon jitni zyada demonic energy khaata hai, utna taqatwar hota hai.
Is liye King Saruth ne qila ko 8 floors mein divide kar diya hai.
Jitna upar jaoge, utne paas hoge Demonic Eye ke.”
Solomon ne kaha,
“Toh har Archdemon apna floor rakhta hai?”
“Ji, King Saruth ke ilawa 7 Archdemons hain. Har ek ke paas apna floor hai — aur agar chahein toh ek dusre se lad kar floor cheen bhi sakte hain.”
Solomon ne castle ke upar ke symbol par nazar daali,
aur hans pada —
“Yeh Beeltopheles ka nishan hai…”
Woh pehchaanta tha, kyunke woh pehle sab Archdemons se mil chuka tha.
Castle ke peeche woh ek laal chamakte hue portal ke paas pahunche.
Wahan do kale scaled demon auratein khadi thi — unke sar se crescent horns, aur piche lambi poonch.
Solomon ne shanti se kaha,
“Mujhe King Saruth ke paas le chalo.”
Demon auratein ne ghur kar dekha,
kuch ajeeb si awaz nikali — aur portal mein rasta khol diya.
Woh ek ke baad ek 6 portals se guzra.
Har floor alag, har duniya aur bhi zyada khoon se bhari.
Har jagah demonon ki fauj, aur har fauj pehle se zyada taqatwar.
6th floor tak aate-aate Solomon ruk gaya.
Uska butler bhi shaant ho gaya.
“Yeh sab… rank five se upar hain…”
usne dheere se kaha.
Solomon ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Demon Kingdom kabhi itna khushhaal nahi tha… lagta hai King Saruth ne asal mein taqat ka naya daur shuru kar diya hai.”
Jo cheez sab ko sabse zyada hiraan kar rahi thi… woh yeh thi ke unki taadaad kitni thi.
Hundreds mein… itne ke unhein rokna namumkin lag raha tha.
Lekin hairani ki baat yeh thi ke sab ke sab sote hue the — gehri hibernation mein.
Demon Kingdom ke 7th floor par, ek shakhs ghoom raha tha —
Archdemon Lucius.
Achanak uski nazar Solomon, Vampire King par padi.
Lucius ne garaj kar kaha,
“King Solomon… kya kar rahe ho yahan, chhote vampire?”
Uske lehje mein fakhar aur takabbur tha.
Lucius das foot lamba, ek danti hui shakal ka Archdemon tha.
Uske tez daanton se khoon tapakta lagta tha, aur uska jism kisi nightmare ki tarah asymmetric aur muscular tha.
Peechay se nikle hue bade kalaay paron ne use aur bhi khaufnaak bana diya tha.
Har qadam par zameen phat jaati thi, aur uska demonic energy hawa mein bijli ki tarah goonjti thi.
Uske paas khada Vampire bhi mushkil se khud ko sambhal raha tha.
Lekin Solomon ne halka sa smirk kiya,
“Aray Lucius… mujhe toh hairat hai ke tum jaise chhoti dimag waale demon ne baaki Archdemons ko hara diya.”
Uska lehja mazahiya tha, lekin andar se dagger jaisa teekha.
Lucius ka chehra laal ho gaya.
Woh zor se garja —
ROAR!!!
Uske mooh se nikli laar hawa mein udi, magar Solomon ke ird gird chamakta laal barrier use rok gaya.
Solomon ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Bas itna hi?”
Lucius ne ghusse se kaha,
“Bhool mat… yeh humara ilaaka hai!”
Solomon ne sirf muskurahat se jawab diya.
Usay pata tha ke Lucius ki dhamki us par asar nahi karti.
Lucius ka demonic aura Solomon par hamla kar raha tha, hawa tez ho gayi, lekin Solomon ne bas haath uthaya aur kaha,
“Mere pass ladai ka waqt nahi, main King Saruth se milne aaya hoon.”
Lucius ne apna aura wapas le liya, aur tanz se bola,
“King Saruth ko tumhare aane ka pehle se pata hai.”
Phir woh peechay hata, aur raasta de diya.
Jab Solomon portal ke paas pohcha, usne dekha ke wahan do portals hain —
ek crimson laal aur doosra dark blue.
Usne bhunven chadhate hue poocha,
“Ek minute… Archdemons toh sirf saat hain, phir aathwaan floor kis ka hai?”
Lucius ne uski taraf dekha aur bola,
“Crimson portal mein jao… dark blue ko chhodo.”
Solomon ne dil mein socha ke yeh baat ajeeb hai,
lekin usne kandhe uchkaaye aur curiosity ko daba liya.
Woh laal portal ke kareeb gaya…
Lekin ussi waqt, dark blue portal ke andar se ek darinda nikal aaya!
Uska jism kale koyle jaisa, aankhein neeli aag se jal rahi thi.
Uske elbows se teekhe kaante nikle hue the aur seene par ek roshan neela rune chamak raha tha.
Uske haath mein ek speer thi jiska sirra neeli aag se bhadak raha tha.
Solomon ne foran peeche chhalang lagai, dil mein khauf ka jhatka mehsoos hua.
‘Kya… meri body danger mehsoos kar rahi hai? Yeh demon… mere level ka hai?!’
Uska vampire instinct cheekh raha tha —
Yeh shayad King Saruth jitna ya usse bhi zyada taqatwar hai.
Lekin woh demon aage badha aur shaant awaaz mein bola,
“Vampire? Afsoos, main ne tumhe dara diya.”
Solomon ne apna jazba sambhal kar kaha,
“Main ne tumhe kabhi nahi dekha… tum kaun ho?”
Us waqt Lucius bhi ud kar wapas aaya, uske chehre par sannata tha.
Woh sirf itna keh saka,
“Mujhe kaha gaya tha ke tum taqatwar ho… lekin ab ladai ka iraada nahi.”
Us demon ka aura itna bhari tha ke Lucius ka jism kaanp gaya.
Uski neeli aankhein uske dil ko jala rahi thi.
Solomon ne hairani se poocha,
“Lucius, tum ise nahi jaante? Kaise mumkin hai?”
Lucius bolne hi wala tha ke demon ne khud kaha,
“King Saruth tumhara intezaar kar rahe hain.”
Dono — Solomon aur Lucius — uski taraf dekhta reh gaye.
Woh demon bilkul andheray ka aakar lag raha tha, lekin uska rawaya adab aur sukoon bhara tha.
Lucius ne halka sa jhijhak kar kaha,
“Yeh Vampire… King Solomon hai, Vampires ka hukmaran.”
Demon — jis ka naam Azzen tha — ne sar jhuka kar adaab kiya.
Solomon andar se hil gaya.
‘Yeh demon itna powerful hote hue bhi… itna adab se baat kar raha hai?’
Lucius ne bechaini se dekha, kyunke jis demon ke saamne woh khud dare hue tha,
woh ab Solomon ke saamne jhuk raha tha.
Solomon ne thanda sa saans liya aur kaha,
“Main King Saruth se milta hoon… hume tang mat karna.”
Azzen ne chup chap sir hila diya.
Solomon ne ek aakhri baar un dono ko dekha,
phir crimson portal ke andar ghus gaya.
Usne andar jaane se pehle dheemi awaaz mein kaha,
“Lagta hai… King Saruth ko mujhe kuch samjhana hoga.”
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Solomon ne qadam badhaya aur laal roshni se chamakne wale crimson portal mein ghus gaya.
Jese hi uska jism andar gaya, use mehsoos hua ke woh kisi aur jahan mein pohanch gaya hai — hawa hi alag thi, bhari aur zehrili.
Ye 8th Manzil thi — jahan rehta tha King Saruth, Demon Kingdom ka sabse khatarnak hukmaran.
Jese hi Solomon ne qadam rakha, uske jism par demonic energy ka bojh mehsoos hua.
Hawa mein aisi siyahi thi ke woh nangi aankhon se bhi dikhai de rahi thi — kuch aisa jaise hawa khud jali hui ho.
Aage ek shandaar aur andhera throne tha, us par baitha tha King Saruth.
Uska jism insano jaisa lagta tha, lekin uski ankhon ka safed hissa kaala aur retina laal thi.
Saruth ke do bade kaale muṛe hue singh uske sir se nikal rahe the, aur uske chehre par aik aisi thakawat bhari sardarana ada thi jaise woh khud jahannum ka malik ho.
Uske ghutnon par baithi thi ek she-devil, jiska naam tha Alonya.
Uske laal hont, kale lambe baal, aur manohar jism aisa tha ke insaan ya vampire dono ka hosla toot jaaye.
Magar uske goat-like horns aur peeth se nikli kali dum use ek khaufnaak makhlooq bana rahe the.
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Uski raakh jaisi grey skin uske insani husn ko aur bhi ajeeb bana deti thi.
Throne tak pahunchne ke liye lambi seedhiyan thi aur dono taraf urti hui laava ki nadiyan — jise dekh kar lagta tha ke ye jaga dozakh ka dil hai.
Throne ke upar hawa mein ek kaali aur laal roshni se chamakne wali gol chhayi hui cheez mandra rahi thi — uske andar ek aankh thi, jo dheere-dheere khul rahi thi…
Aur woh aankh sirf Solomon ko dekh rahi thi. Har qadam par, woh uske saath hil rahi thi.
Throne ke paas hawa mein ek laal bada bastard sword tair raha tha — usse aisi garmi nikal rahi thi ke hawaa jaltay hue lohe jaisi mehsoos hoti thi.
Solomon ke saath khada vampire us garmi se tap kar bulbulay banane laga.
Uski twacha jese ubalti hui ho.
“Mat qareeb aao… tum mar jaoge,” Solomon ne kaha.
Vampire ne sir hila kar peechay hat gaya — uska jism ab aur bardasht nahi kar sakta tha.
Solomon ne aage barh kar halka sa muskura kar kaha,
“Lagta hai tumne mere castle ki raah ka naqsha chura liya hai, Saruth.”
King Saruth hans pada — uski awaz gehri aur ghoonjtay pahadon jaisi thi.
“Hah! Tumhara woh chhota castle? Ye mera Nark ka taaj mahal hai!”
Phir woh apne singhasan se uth kar neeche aaya.
Uske qadam ke saath zameen kaanp uthi.
Usne apne haath failaye aur kaha,
“Swagat hai tumhara mere aise kingdom mein, jise ‘hell’ kehna bhi ek beizzati hai.”
Solomon halki si hansi hansa.
“Tum bilkul nahi badle…”
Saruth ne poocha, “Toh phir… kya wajah hai ke tum mujhe milne aaye ho, King Solomon?”
Solomon jawab dene hi wala tha ke uski nigah Alonya par pad gayi,
jo ab bhi throne ke haath ke sahare baithe hue uski taraf shayrana muskurahat se dekh rahi thi.
Saruth ne uski nigah note karli aur kaha,
“Alonya, hum dono ko akela chhod do.”
Alonya ne meethi hansi hansi, aur seedhiyon se neeche utarne lagi — uske qadam ki clack-clack awaaz, aur uske hilte hue kamar ke saaye Solomon ke dil ki dhaṛkan tez kar gaye.
Woh Solomon ke paas aayi aur apni naazuk ungli ka nukh uske seene par rakha,
“Humein phir se milna pada, King Solomon…”
Solomon ne khud ko sambhalte hue kaha,
“Abhi ye waqt nahi hai, Alonya. Hum zaroori baat kar rahe hain.”
Uski muskurahat aur gheri ho gayi.
“Tum ab bhi mujhse darte ho, Solomon? Kya tumhe dar hai ke ‘phir se’ wahi hoga jo pichli dafa hua tha?”
Solomon ne saansein rok kar nigah chura li. Uska dimagh pichli mulaqat ki yaadon se bhar gaya tha — woh yaad jise woh bhoolna chahta tha.
“Bas, Alonya!” Saruth garja.
Alonya ne ek flirty smile di, apne baalon ko hila kar suhani hansi chhodi aur chal di.
Uski chhoti si chuckle ab bhi kamre mein gunj rahi thi jab woh gayab hui — aur usne Solomon ki rooh tak hila di.
Saruth ne gehri saans li,
“Toh ab batao, itni badi zarurat kya hai?”
Solomon ne apni cloak sambhali aur kaha,
“Mujhe tumhare ancestor se sawal karna hai.”
Ye sunkar Saruth ki aankhein phat gayin.
“Kya?! Tum chaahte ho ke main apne purkhon ko jagaun?! Kya tum paagal ho gaye ho?”
Uska gussa bhadak utha.
Saruth jaanta tha ke bina wajeh kisi purane demon elder ko uthana, qayamat bulaana hota hai.
Solomon ne shaanti se kaha,
“Main sirf Elder Tilrith ko jagana chahta hoon — woh mere ancestors par ek purana qarz rakhti hai.”
Saruth ne gahra saans li, uski aankhon mein shak tha.
“Tilrith ko uthana asaan nahi hai. Duniya abhi tayyar nahi… aur humare paas uske liye zaroori zariya bhi nahi.”
Solomon muskura diya.
Usne haath hilaaya, aur uske saath khare vampire — jo ab bhi garmi se aadha behosh tha — apni jeb se ek ashy-green pathar nikaal laaya.
Jese hi pathar hawa mein utra, kamra hara aur siyah chamak se bhar gaya.
Saruth ki aankhon mein hairani chamak uthi.
“Ye… ye toh wohi stone hai jiska hum sab intezaar kar rahe the! Tum isey chhupaye hue the?!”
Solomon ne muskura kar kaha,
“Lo, ab le lo. Mujhe bas ek mulaqat chahiye.”
Saruth ne bhaari qadam rakhe — zameen hil gayi.
Usne pathar uthaya, use dekhte hue kaha,
“Ye kaam karega… Par agar Tilrith naraz hui, toh main bhi tumhe bacha nahi sakta.”
Usne Solomon ko ishara kiya,
“Mere peeche aao.”
Throne ke peeche ek raazdar raasta khul gaya.
Saruth ne zameen par ek khopdi pakad kar ghumayi — aur aas-paas ki hazaron khopdiyaan hilne lagi, darwaza toot gaya, aur neeche utarne wali andheri seedhiyan nazar aayin.
Dono neeche utarne lage.
Solomon ne kaha,
“Yaqeen hai ke mujhe yahaan lana theek hai? Ye jagah kisi vampire ke liye manzoor nahi lagti.”
Saruth hans pada,
“Darte ho ke main tumhe maar dunga, Solomon?”
Solomon ne jawab diya,
“Main itni asaani se nahi marta.”
Seedhiyan kabhi khatam hoti nahi lag rahi thi.
Bees minute beet gaye, aur andhera gehra hota gaya.
Saruth ne kaha,
“Ab sab Supernatural ek ho chuke hain. Tumhe darne ki zarurat nahi. Hamara ek hi maqsad hai — insaano ka nash! Unhone humse jo cheena, ab unhe uska hisaab dena hoga.”
Solomon ne sir hila diya.
Woh bhi insaano se nafrat karta tha.
Das minute aur beet gaye, aur aakhirkar woh neeche pohanch gaye.
Andhera itna gehra tha ke roshni bhi us mein ghul jaaye.
Saruth ne anghuta chhoda, aur ek badi aag ka gola hawa mein ubhar aaya.
Phir woh 100 chhoti aag ki goliyon mein taqseem ho gaya — aur poora hall roshan ho gaya.
Aur jo Solomon ne dekha, uska khoon jam gaya.
Uske samne ek aath-paron wala daitya ka statue tha,
Jiske chehre se itni shiddat ki demonic aura nikal rahi thi ke Solomon ki ankhein jalne lagi.
Usne turant apni nazar neeche kar li — aur dekha ke uske ird-gird aise hi 100 se zayada moortiyan khadi thi…
Aur sab ke sab, jaise zinda hone ka intezaar kar rahi thi.
Jab Solomon ne us jagah qadam rakha, uske pairon ke neeche zameen se ghulabi dhund uthti mehsoos hui.
Har taraf demonon ke statuses khamosh kharay the — kuch uske barabar, aur kuch itne bade ke unke saaye mein wo khud chhota lagta tha.
Un statuses par ajeeb-o-gharib nishaan bane hue the, jinhen dekh kar aakhon mein ek khaufnaak chamak ubharti thi.
“Yeh jagah… kisi qadeem qoum ka maqbara lagti hai,” Solomon ne socha.
“Har ek statue zinda hai… bas soya hua hai, jaise mere Elders vampire soye rehte hain.”
Saruth aage badhta gaya — uska qadam is sakht aur andheri jagah mein goonjta tha.
Raasta itna chora tha ke ek waqt mein 100 se zayda log guzar sakte the. Solomon ne bhi uska peecha kiya, jaise wo kisi raaz ke taqreeb ki taraf ja raha ho.
Kuch der baad, Saruth ek status ke samne ruk gaya — uske seenay par ek baingni aankh ka nishaan chamak raha tha.
“Yahan,” Saruth ne dheere se kaha, “yeh hai Elder Tilrith.”
Usne Abaddon Stone nikala aur us nishaan ke paas le gaya.
Pathar se nikalti ashii hari roshni us symbol ne apne andar kheench li.
Saruth ne pathar chhod diya — wo hawa mein tairta reh gaya.
“Yaad rakhna, apne sawal poochho aur chale jao,” Saruth ne kaha.
“Yeh samajh lo ke meri taraf se ek ehsaan hai… kyunke main ne tumhein yeh pathar diya.”
Solomon ne halka sa sir jhuka diya, lekin uske dil mein ye baat thi —
“Yeh cheeky demon mujhe mehsool samajhta hai.”
Kuch lamhon baad, pathar se nikalti roshni bilkul mand pad gayi.
Clang!
Pathar zameen par gira.
Crack!
Statue par daraarein padne lagi.
Sabse pehle uske par toot kar khulne lage, aur unke andar se shandar baingni par chamak uthi.
Un paron se nikalti demonic energy itni sakht thi ke Saruth khud mehsoos kar raha tha ke uski taqat barh rahi hai.
Rocky badan poora toot gaya aur us mein se ek ourat nikli — baingni baalon aur baingni aankhon wali.
Uska husn itna gehra tha ke Alonya bhi uske samne pheeki lagti thi.
Jab usne saans li, hawa mein baingni dhuan bhar gaya.
Saruth foran ghutnon par gir gaya, Solomon ne bhi wahi kiya.
Chahe Tilrith uske qoum ki na thi, lekin us jaise Elder demon ke samne adab farz tha.
“Mmmmhh…” Elder Tilrith ne halki si saans li, jaise lambi neend se jagi ho.
Uske baal uske chahre ke ird gird lehra rahe the.
“Saruth… mujhe jagane ki jurrat kaise ki tumne?”
Uski awaaz narm thi, lekin uske andar kanoon aur hokim tha.
Saruth ne zameen ki taraf dekha,
“Elder Tilrith… yeh lambi kahani hai. Lekin mere saath ek vampire hai — Solomon.
Usko aapse kuch poochhna hai.”
Ye sunkar Elder Tilrith ki aankhein chamak uthi, aur us se demonic energy ka toofan phoot nikla.
Hawa jhool uthi, Solomon ke ghutne hilne lage — saans lena mushkil ho gaya.
“Tumne mujhe sirf isliye jagaya?!” wo dahadi.
“Aur seal kaise todi?!”
Saruth ghabra gaya, “Elder, bas ek sawal ke baad sab bata dunga!”
Solomon foran bol pada,
“Elder Tilrith, meri gehri maazrat qabool karein. Main Elder Nolacula ka numayinda hoon.
Unhone kaha ke agar aap mera sawal jawab dein, toh aapka aur unka karz barabar ho jayega.”
Bas ye kehna tha ke Tilrith ka pressure khatam ho gaya.
“Nolacula?” usne halki muskuraahat ke saath kaha.
“Theek hai… poochho apna sawal.”
Solomon ne jhuke hue sar ke saath kaha,
“Elder Nolacula ne kaha ke aap us Forbidden Ritual ke bare mein jaanti hain jo insano ko hamari qoum mein badal sakta hai.”
Saruth chok gaya,
“Aisa ritual bhi hai?!”
Tilrith halki si hansi,
“Nolacula… hamesha apne qarz ka faida uthana jaanta hai.
Lekin yeh ritual mana hai ek wajah se. Agar unhein pata chal gaya ke hum isse use kar rahe hain,
toh hum sab mitt jaayenge.”
Solomon ne bhunwain sikodi,
“Wo ‘woh’ kaun hain jinke bare mein aap keh rahi hain?”
Elder Tilrith ki aankhon mein ek saya ubhra — usne dheere se kaha,
“Woh… Executors.”
Ye naam sunkar Solomon ka rang ud gaya.
Saruth bhi hil gaya,
“Elder, woh khatam ho chuke hain! Ab naye daur ka waqt hai — Supernatural ka daur!”
Solomon ne socha,
“Elder Tilrith toh abhi pehli dafa jagi hai… use pata hi nahi ke insano ki regression ho chuki hai.”
“Yeh mumkin nahi,” Tilrith ne kaha, “agar maine unka qanoon toda toh woh humein maar daalenge!”
Saruth ne bechaini se kaha,
“Ek lamha Elder, main abhi dikhata hoon!”
Wo ek blur ban kar gayab ho gaya — aur kuch hi der mein wapas aaya,
uske haath mein insani lashain thi.
Splat!
Usne woh Tilrith ke samne phenki.
“Dekhiye, maine inhein khatam kar diya. Aur main zinda hoon.”
Tilrith peeche hati, uske chehre par khauf tha.
“Tum pagal ho gaye ho?! Ab woh humein mitta denge!”
Saruth ne josh se kaha,
“Main kai saalon se inhein maar raha hoon — kuch nahi hua!
Ab insaan kamzor ho gaye hain, aur hum — Supernatural — duniya ka aadha hissa le chuke hain!”
Tilrith ruk gayi, lashon ko dekha —
“Yeh… yeh insaan itne chhote aur kamzor ho gaye?”
Phir uske chehre par deewangi chamak uthi.
“Mujhe yakeen nahi hota! Woh daur wapas aa gaya!”
Wo pagalon ki tarah hansne lagi, aankhon se aansoo nikal aaye.
Usne lashon ko cheer phaad diya — saalon ka ghussa nikal rahi thi.
Solomon ne halka sa kaha,
“Elder, mera sawal…”
Tilrith ne uski taraf dekha — ab uske chehre par sukoon tha.
“Theek hai, ab main batati hoon.”
Usne apni baingni ungli se zameen par ek daaira banaya,
aur uske ird gird demonic symbols chamak uthay.
Hawa mein baingni energy likhawat ki shakal mein tairne lagi.
Wo likhawat kisi qadeem mantr jaisi thi —
aur Solomon uss manzar ko dekh kar moh le gaya.
“Yeh… yeh toh…”
uske alfaaz honthon par atak gaye.
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Aaj ke liye itnah hi. I hope ye episode be aao sub koh pasind ahye gah.
Ho sakta hai kuch ko pasind nah ahye kyo ke is fight nahi hai.
Lekan ye be zarori nahi ke har episode mai hi fight ho.. Har waqat fight fight wo be maza hrab karta story ka boring ho jati story..
Next update 50 likes target aur 25 ko..
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Milty hai next episode mai bane rahiye sath..
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