Kasar - A tale of revenge.

Chapter 17

"The only truth in this world is that there's no truth. Anyone can become a god or a devil. All it takes is for people to believe it."

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Aisha's POV

The world stops for a second. He was my brother. I could see mom in him so much. That aura, that smirk, those sneaky remarks, it screamed mom. How could I not believe when he was standing infront of me, with those pitch black eyes mom possessed, staring at my seat like it's the only thing he ever wanted in his life.

"You are really her son?" Arya's voice echoes in the hall. I look at him, expecting another snide answer. He just walks up to the royal throne, and decides to make himself comfortable on it. At that moment, I lose every last vestige of my temper. My blood instantly boils.
"Get the fuck up or I'll shoot your head myself." I roar, anger rising with each word I utter. He seems to care less.

"Krodh karoti mohandhmapi deekshamupashritam." Adyant says calmly.
"Anger turns even a blind fellow senseless. Control your emotions then we may speak." He informs in his British accent.
"You were brought up in London?" Arya asks again, increasing my irritation.
"Why are you hell bent on knowing his life story when your actual concern should be the throne!" I shout at once as he stands back.

"Look Aisha, I know it's a bit hard knowing all the truth at once. Let's sit and discuss." Abir Rajvansh concurs.
"If I'm not wrong, you chose to flee when the matter was up to discussion." Arya interjects, this time angrily. Abir sighs.
"Black Force wasn't destroyed. Why?" I ask. Mom had decided that it would not be their concern once they were back from Dargavs. They would be disbanded and dad and her would take me to some place. Unfortunately mom couldn't make it out.

"Too many questions confuses the old man. Let me explain on his behalf." Adyant answers. The gangsters respond with "yes" and "okay"s. They will have to face me after this meeting. Not one would be spared.
"I was born in the year 2023. Two years younger to the ex highness, I'm the rightful heir to the Bonanza as well as this chair. I was in exile all these years on the orders of my mother. But I am back, claiming what is mine." He finishes.

"You were born at Assalam chacha's mansion. That is why Mishti never visited him after that year." Kukk confirms his words.
"It seemed that mum never knew. Dadu sent me to London. That is why this heavy British accent." Adyant winks.
"Ass." Mahira mutters and rolls her eyes. It's the first time I notice her after all this drama.
"Anyways, I was again thrown away from London, this time eastward." His face becomes stoic.

"Shaolin wasn't a very comfy place. I had to literally work my arse off to live there. For all of that, I was named just a second champion! Gods helped me that day as I kicked those 13 champions and won the title. I still remember what that white bearded Bruce Lee said." He chuckles as if he's narrating a story to a ten year old.
"Nǐ shì yīgè jiānqiáng de rén. Nǐ huì huó dào zúyǐ cuīhuǐ dìqiú shàng shèng xià de yīqiè." Adyant continues.

It is traditional Chinese that he spoke, as far as I can recognise. But Kukk smirked.
"Do you know this language?" I ask her without hesitation. She nods.
"He's a tough man. He'll live long enough to bring down whatever is left on this earth." She translates.
"How do you-"
"She was the undefeated champion 30 years ago. There are inscriptions about her in the academy." Adyant informs.