Dwarpar Yug: The Chronicles of the Cursed One

Chapter Three

Bhavya, satisfied with the balance restored, lowered his hand, the shimmering threads of fate settling into their perfect weave. Samaya exhaled slowly, his mind attuned to the steady ticking of the universe, ensuring that time flowed smoothly once again. Vishwas stretched his arms above his head, letting out a content sigh, the last echoes of belief settling into the hearts of mortals.

A brief silence followed, the kind that came after hard work was completed. But before Bhavya or Samaya could even think about resting, Vishwas clapped his hands together excitedly.

"Bas! Ho gaya! Ab chalo, chalo, chalo! Humari spot pe chalte hain!" He practically bounced on his feet, his excitement radiating through the chamber.

Bhavya arched an eyebrow. "Kya? Vishwas, humne abhi abhi hamara kaam kiya hai. Ab mujhe shanti chahiye."

Samaya, smirked knowingly. "Lekin yeh shanti tujhe kabhi milti toh hai nahi, Bhai. Vishwas jab tak hum dono ko kheench ke nahi le jaata, tab tak shant nahi baithne waala."

Vishwas grinned mischievously and crossed his arms. "Arre! Humara ek tradition hai, yaad hai? Jab bhi hum koi mahatvapurna kaam poora karte hai, tab hum apni spot pe jaake relax karte hai! Bhavya Bhai, tujhe toh pata hi hai ki bina relax kiye takdir likhna bhi kitna mushkil hota hai!"

Bhavya sighed, rubbing his temple. "Relax yaha takdir ka koi door-door tak sambandh nahi hai."

Samaya chuckled. "Sach keh raha hai. Yeh relax nahi karega, hum dono ko bhi nahi karne dega, aur jab hum uske saath chale jaayenge tab bhi kuch na kuch shaitani karega."

Vishwas rolled his eyes dramatically. "Haan haan, tum dono toh bade buddhimaan ho! Par batao na, kya tum dono sach mein wapas apni thrones pe baithke ekdum serious mode mein rehna chahte ho? Ya phir—" He spread his arms wide, his voice dripping with temptation, "—chandni raat ke neeche, ekdum shaant jagah pe, bina kisi chinta ke baithna chahte ho?"

Samaya and Bhavya exchanged glances. They already knew what was coming. Vishwas had a knack for making even the most reluctant of them agree to his plans.

Bhavya sighed in defeat. "Theek hai, par sirf thodi der ke liye."

Vishwas whooped in excitement. "Yes! Samay Bhai, portal bana de!"

Samaya chuckled and lifted his hand, drawing a shimmering silver arc in the air. The portal crackled to life, swirling with a soft glow, revealing a breathtaking landscape beyond. A vast, open night sky stretched infinitely above a floating rock formation, suspended in the cosmos itself. The stars were impossibly bright, reflecting on the crystal-clear water surrounding the floating isle.

This was their spot—a place beyond time, beyond fate, beyond duty. A place where they were not the Three Fates, but simply three brothers.

Vishwas didn't wait—he dashed through the portal first, his laughter echoing. Samaya followed with a smirk, and finally, Bhavya, shaking his head with an amused smile, stepped through as well.

The moment the brothers stepped onto their floating sanctuary, a soft, soothing breeze welcomed them. The sky above stretched endlessly, dotted with thousands of shimmering stars, while below them, a vast expanse of tranquil water reflected their glow, making it seem as if they stood between two universes—one above, one below.

Vishwas took a deep breath and stretched his arms. "Ahhh! Yeh hoti hai asli sukoon ki jagah!" He turned to Samaya with a teasing smirk. "Samay Bhai, thoda slow ho gaya hai tera portal? Pehle toh hum yahaan aate hi hawa ke jhoke ki tarah the, ab lagta hai jaise buddhe ho gaye ho."