THE EMBODIMENT OF TERROR-I

THE TRAINING-III

It was already Wednesday; two days passed, and he had only completed the 11th biology textbook. Moksh took a day off from the college to complete the syllabus. "Ah! I have to do this soon; otherwise, that geezer will kill me for sure" he sighed and opened the chemistry textbook of the 11th class; it got divided into part-1 and part-2.

Part-1: comprises of physical chemistryPart-2: contains inorganic and organic chemistry

The same trend goes with 12th class chemistry books and physics textbooks too. Moksh started the same pain cycle, and it started from 10 AM and lasted till 3 PM; he was almost in wrecks and was about to lose consciousness.

Chemistry was more heinous than biology as he had to learn formulas and complex theories of chemistry, mainly chemical bonding and organic chemistry, and he had his lunch and slept for 4 hours straight. He woke up at 10 PM, picked up his phone, and scrolled through his Instagram handle, and there was a message from Aardhya; he opened the chat it said:-

Aardhya- Hi

Today you were absent

are you okay?

Moksh smiled a bit; it was the first time someone asked him and started typing.

Moksh- Hi

It was nothing I was not feeling good about today

how are you?

Aardhya- oh, take care of yourself

my day was good

Moksh- what happened today in college?

Aardhya- nothing many standard lectures and all

I will give you the notes when you will

come tomorrow

Moksh- Okay, that's cool

Aardhya- Ya Okay bye

good night

I'm tired today

Moksh- good night

take care

He kept the phone aside and moved towards the main hall and saw his mother preparing dinner and his father watching. Moksh just sat on the sofa; his father, Mr Chaturvedi, spoked "so how's your college-going? even your body seems changed, are you working out or something?" he got anxious about the body morphosis question and responded, "Yes, I'm working out a bit after college at my friend's house as he installed terrace gym." Mr Chaturvedi nodded, and the 'hmmm' sound and his mother called them for dinner and had their dinner together. It was 11:30 PM, and he had just gone for a night walk in the apartment's premises for a bit of fresh air.

Moksh was walking, and during the walk, an idea struck his mind

he decided to jump from the apartment's roof and crept towards the staircase. There was a lock on the terrace door; he broke the lock with his bare hands and stood on the edge of the roof again and thought, 'It all began from this place, and I wondered should I be thanking you or hating you to put those vile thoughts to my soul still it's much better than before.' Moksh took a deep breath, mumbled, "Let's do this!" and jumped off.

He was falling towards the end, but he was scared, rather exciting. He imagined and personified his first form, "THE CLAWS AND TALONS OF TERROR!" and the black Aura surged immensely took the shape in which he envisioned the claws and talons. Moksh looked like a werewolf, technically a lycanthrope, and it made him delighted even he got a hold of his own will. He went back home and continued to study chemistry and was on the chapter-7 equilibrium of chemistry part-1. The topic that attracts his attention is 'Equilibrium in physical process', which got divided into three sub-topics:

Solid-liquid equilibriumliquid-vapour equilibriumSolid-vapour equilibrium

These things sparked some curiosity in Moksh's mind, but still, he memorised them entirely with the same pain cycle for him.

At last, he finally completed the chemistry part-1 textbook and hasn't started 12th chemistry, and even physics hadn't started yet; It was 3 AM now, and he decided to sleep.