The Eight Supernatural Powers

Chapter 21: Journey to the afterlife

Kofi dialed his mobile, his voice urgent as he spoke to both Old Man Kapil and Akhil. "I've found something important in Tanjore. There's an ancient Sanskrit letter with information about the afterlife."

Old Man Kapil, intrigued, responded immediately. "Come to Chennai as soon as possible. We need to discuss this in person."

After a grueling 10-hour journey, Kofi and Akhil arrived in Chennai. The air was thick with anticipation as they made their way to Old Man Kapil’s study. The old man, surrounded by piles of ancient texts, was carefully examining the Sanskrit letter.

Upon their arrival, Old Man Kapil looked up, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "This letter provides crucial information about the afterlife. It’s managed by both the Heaven and Hell Gods. To explore the afterlife, your soul must be pure, and you need to awaken your Siddhi. Furthermore, if four Siddhi users join hands and say the word 'fly,' they can ascend into the afterlife until they release each other's hands."

Kofi leaned closer, his curiosity piqued. "This is incredible! We have the information we need."

"But," Kofi continued, "we still need one more Siddhi user to complete the group."

Akhil nodded, understanding the urgency. "Yes, we need one more person to join us."

Old Man Kapil considered their options. "We should ask Henry to help us."

Akhil's face hardened at the mention of Henry. "No way. He tried to kill us just for money. I won’t allow him to be part of this mission."

Kofi sighed, recognizing the necessity despite the tension. "It seems we have no other choice, Akhil."

Reluctantly, Akhil agreed. Old Man Kapil took action, reaching out to the government to facilitate Henry's release. After some time, Henry was escorted into the room, looking sheepish and apologetic.

"I'm sorry for everything," Henry said, his voice laden with regret. "I realize now how wrong I was."

The old man regarded him sternly but nodded. "We need you for this mission. We have a chance to rescue Yohan from the afterlife, but we require your help."

Henry, visibly humbled, nodded in acceptance. "I understand. I’ll do whatever it takes."

With their team finally complete, they prepared for the next steps in their quest. The journey ahead was fraught with challenges, but with the new information in hand and the team assembled, they were one step closer to uncovering the secrets of the afterlife.

The group gathered in a secluded area, their anticipation palpable. Each of them—Akhil, Kofi, Old Man Kapil, and Henry—stood ready, hands linked. They took a deep breath and chanted the word "fly" in unison, but to their dismay, nothing happened.

Old Man Kapil frowned, deep in thought. "It seems Henry’s soul isn't purified yet. We need to address this."

Henry, looking troubled, nodded. "What should I do?"

"Try meditating," the old man suggested. "Focus on clearing your mind and purifying your spirit."

Henry complied, sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes. The others followed suit, meditating alongside him to support the process. Hours turned into days, and despite their best efforts, the ritual still produced no results. Frustration began to mount as the days turned into a week.

Throughout the week, the team maintained their daily routine of meditation and attempting the ritual. Each attempt was met with the same lack of effect. The mood was tense, and everyone felt the weight of their mounting frustration.

Finally, after a week of relentless effort, they linked their hands and chanted "fly" once more. This time, as the words left their lips, a powerful surge of energy enveloped them. Slowly, they began to lift off the ground, rising higher and higher until the Earth was a distant view below them.

A sense of awe filled the air as they floated upwards, leaving the planet behind. They could feel the boundless freedom and the vast expanse of the cosmos surrounding them. It was a moment of triumph and wonder, signifying that their hard work and perseverance had finally paid off.