𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚 || 𝐀. 𝐁𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐢 | 𝐘/𝐧 | 𝐁. 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐚

#2《The New World》

Y/n's journey into the world of "Baahubali" was made possible by an ancient artifact - an enigmatic heirloom inherited from her grandmother. This precious possession was an ancient amulet that had been safeguarded within her family for generations.

Unbeknownst to Y/n, the amulet held an incredible power within its intricate design - the ability to transcend reality and unlock doorways to alternate dimensions.

This amulet, an artistic masterpiece created by an ancient civilization whose intentions remained shrouded in mystery, was more than just a piece of jewellery; it was a conduit between worlds.

Its purpose was to breathe life into the tales of history and forge connections between realms that were seemingly disparate.

As Y/n donned the amulet around her neck, she couldn't fathom its profound significance. Within its ornate patterns and hidden symbols lay the key to unlocking uncharted realms of storytelling and adventure.

It was a relic of a bygone era that would soon transport her to a realm where history and legend converged. The characters she admired on the silver screen would become her companions and the boundaries between fiction and reality would blur in surreal ways.

Y/n's journey was bound to transcend the ordinary and redefine her understanding of her existence.

Y/n's deep emotional connection to the epic story of "Baahubali" played a crucial role in selecting her as the perfect candidate for an incredible and life-changing adventure.

The story that had captured her heart was about to come to life and merge with her reality in ways she could never have imagined.

The catalyst for Y/n's fateful encounter with the red amulet lay in her grandmother's deteriorating health. It was a night like any other as Y/n, in her role as the guardian of the ancient antique store, prepared to close up shop.

The dusty artifacts and aging relics seemed to hold their breath in anticipation of the events that would soon unfold.

In the midst of her routine, Y/n's world was abruptly disrupted by a phone call. On the other end of the line was Gowri, her closest friend and her grandmother's devoted caretaker.

A sense of urgency gripped Gowri's voice as she expressed her deep concern for Y/n's beloved grandmother, who was ailing and in need of immediate attention.

"Gowri, what's up?" Y/n asked casually as she balanced her phone on her shoulder, leaning her head down, sideways to keep it in place as she carried boxes.

"Y/n... I'm getting really worried about Grandma... She's looking worse tonight than she usually does." Gowri's quiet and unusually worried voice, caused Y/n's eyebrows to scrunch up in confusion as she placed her boxes down and held her phone using her hand.

"What do you mean?"

"She just looks very fragile. I mean- She always does, but tonight it's just... You should come visit her." Gowri said. Y/n wasn't one to argue much, and she wasn't one to decline an invitation to visit her grandmother either.

"Alright, don't worry, I'll be there soon," Y/n answered, determined.

With her heart racing and a sense of foreboding settling in her chest, Y/n realized the gravity of the situation. She knew she had to act swiftly and without hesitation.

As she closed the shop for the night, the red amulet, unbeknownst to her, pulsed with a subtle energy, as if it were aware of the profound journey about to unfold.

Little did Y/n understand that this pivotal moment would become the threshold to a world where the lines between fiction and reality blurred into an indistinguishable tapestry of adventure.