"A ray of light is enough to sustain any form of darkness". Even I am in search of one to lead me into a better understanding of things.
Who could have conspired to lead me into a different world altogether?
What was the underlying purpose of such an act?
Was I having something special that was never known to me, but to others....?
Who was he, Devyansh?
These questions perplexed Samaira when she was having her lunch. My surroundings have changed drastically, saying so, Samaira looks outside her window. Is it the same vegetation that was present near my house in park street, Kolkata? Or, things are not what they seem. No, it doesn't seem to be the same set of trees. They seem to form a pattern of some sort. Recollecting the reminiscences of the game, she could understand that something was not right. Something had changed in the surroundings or the whole surroundings have changed.
Trying to collect herself wasn't easy for Samaira, when she hears some voices in the vicinity. It was a very familiar voice that she could connect to instantly. It was that of her mentor, Sebastian Sir whom she was very fond of. He was her father figure. Thinking about him, she drifted into a warm gush of emotions when some shocking revelation came before her. A commanding voice could be heard from a distance – "I had bought you from your father. You are my slave. Our slave. Nobody is your parent. We are your masters and seek your allegiance. You will be used and reused by me again and again. I have hated you enough but I hate you even more than before.
After sometime, the voice disappeared leaving Samaira dumbfounded. She stood there like a statue for sometime except that tears started rolling from her eyes. She couldn't understand anything.
Another voice appeared in the horizon.
"Welcome to necromancers family!" laughed Harry.
"Necromancers. Who are they?" Samaira thought
"Oh I forgot. Samaira doesn't know who she is then how will she come to know who we are. A necromancer is a person who practices necromancy, a discipline of black magic used to communicate with the dead to foretell the future. I hope this is enough an explanation for you."
"May I know who is speaking through the skies?"
"We are your kith and kin with whom you had spent your life".
"Kith and Kin? But where are you speaking from? I cannot see you around".
"We are everywhere, Samaira. We can speak through any medium.
"We are the biggest black magicians community who have practised necromancy on you since your childhood till now. And we will continue practising in accordance with the rules.
"Rules. What rules?" cried Samaira
"Every game has rules and you are a game for us which has to be played in accordance with rules", said Sebastian who was hiding beneath his magical sheath.
"Wait. Sebastian. Let us reveal everything to her. Time has come when she should be told about everything, said the voice from above the horizon. Girl, you have many questions in your mind which I laugh at. I am not allowed to satisfy all your queries at this juncture but will try and reveal some of the important things to you.
Firstly, you were given to us as a small baby. We are necromancers, sorcerors and black magicians of high repute in our community. You were part of an oral agreement between me and a gait who gave you to me when you were small. You were an agreement of magic for us. The agreement was to use you throughout your life for the purposes of magic but only in accordance with certain rules.
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The Hell Games (Kalki Chronicles)
ParanormalSamaira loves Devyansh. He is a teacher by Profession. He had everything, name, fame, riches etc...all that he needed except the one. What was the one he was searching for? Nobody knew except a few. They formed his core group of confides. There was...