THE EMBODIMENT OF TERROR-I

THE TRIAL OF CHANDRAHAS-III

2 WEEKS LATER

Moksh learnt many things from the leader, even the Yakkha clan's fighting styles based on the pure application of heightened reflexes. "So you're ready to enter, but don't get overconfident; we never knew how the past warrior died to get the sword", the leader warned Moksh, and he listened to warnings carefully and said smilingly, "thanks for taking care of me all these days you train me and treat me like a part of the family. I will make sure to end this and grant you the freedom to see the world." The leader was happy and replied, "it's nice to have you with us; we make lots of memories together well, there were only harsh training still it was good and the food we ate together. So traveller, what's your name?"

"Moksh Chaturvedi" he said

"I will remember you, Moksh Chaturvedi", the leader spoked

"So leader, what's your name if you could say me?" Moksh asked with curiosity.

"Malinda Yakkha", he replied

"I will remember you too, leader Malinda," Moksh said and left with an emblem handed over by the leader to him. he walked again towards the boulder which is the entrance and stood in front of the boulder, then displayed the emblem given by the leader, and suddenly the boulder started moving on its own there was a path now. He started walking inside, and it was completely pitch black he was walking cautiously as there could be traps inside, but he had already come inside quite a distance still hadn't gotten into any problem yet.

"This is strange a legendary sword kept here, but there are no traps", he mumbled and, after a walk of approximately 45 minutes and reached the end of the cave, and his eyes were stunned to see the view it was piles of bones everywhere.

"So this is the lost traces of the fallen warriors left here," he said, and after a while roaming in the ground with piles of bones, he felt an intense pressure coming from a region. Moksh moved towards the pressure and saw the sword buried into the soil around the piles of bones, and he reached near the blade then tried to grab the sword. The moment he touched the blade, it felt like his soul got sucked.

The instance he got conscious he was in pitch-black space "where the heck am I?" he was confused and bewildered with this "Garuda! are you there?!" he screamed.

"It's the futile kid a mere bird can't help you!" A voice echoed

"Who are you?!!" Moksh shouted

"HA! HA! you're going to die soon," the voice said.

Suddenly he could see a pair of eyes in the black space, and he was in tremendous trepidation with a gaze of those eyes and wondered, 'wait for a second, it's not a real-world I can't feel my robe even the Halayudha what's this?' The voice expressed laughing, "It's the Chandrahas's spirit world, and the moment you touched your soul got sucked into this. there are two ways to escape this world either dir or win over this sword."

Moksh felt an excruciating tormenting pain that felt like splitting apart, and next instance, he got relieved from pain and found himself in a new background.

"Wait is it my first primary school?! don't tell me it's that day", he mumbled, and Moksh turned around furiously and saw the thing he hated the most "damn, this was that sports day chaos and that heart-wrenching incident" he mumbled. He heard the cheerful voices of children teachers all around; it was the grand celebration with shots firing in the air, children gathered on the race track. Moksh remembered, "yes, this is it. First was the 400 meters race for the class 2 kids, and there I was standing at 5th position at the starting point of the race. I remember I came last in this race, as usual, the failure since the beginning," he thought and smiled. The next flash, the scene started to twist again "what's happening? Wait! This damn incident," he yelled, gritting his teeth, and it was the shotput incident.