SECRETS OF OUR FAMILY

THE PROTECTOR

In a universe crafted by the hands of three Supreme beings—Ritrex, Mizosh, and Alpha—the balance of existence wavered under their cosmic rule. Ritrex, the creator, breathed life into all creatures and humans, endowing them with consciousness and soul. Mizosh, master of elements, shaped the realms of fire, water, earth, and the vast expanse of galaxies, becoming the custodian of all forces in the multiverse. Towering above all, Alpha held power unparalleled; with a single gaze, he could unravel worlds, reducing them to dust.

These Supremes governed the galaxy, their myth transcending time. Yet, despite their celestial reign, humanity craved dominance. Driven by ambition, they questioned the authority of the Supremes and ignited a rebellion against the angels—winged beings of knowledge—and the creators, magical beings born of Ritrex’s imagination. Legends spoke of an age when humans were immortal, gifted with a divine spark, but arrogance turned them against the gods themselves.

Enraged by humanity's defiance, Mizosh cast a curse upon the world. “You shall suffer mortality,” she decreed, dooming all living creatures to endure the cycle of death and reincarnation. From that moment on, humans would live, die, and live again, haunted by echoes of past pains, bearing the weight of their ancestors’ pride and recklessness.

In 1917, this ancient tale rippled through the village of a young man named Rajdeep Singh Rajput. At only 18, Rajdeep had earned a reputation as a fearless warrior. The villagers whispered that he was no ordinary man; they saw in him the fierce, indomitable spirit of Alpha himself. Though young, he led with unwavering resolve and commanded respect, his loyalty to his people unbreakable.

One misty evening, Rajdeep received word that a neighboring gang had abducted a young girl from his village. Dressed in his traditional garb, a dagger in hand, he mounted his horse and rode into enemy territory alone. His arrival was met with sneers, and one of the rival gang members taunted him, "Rajdeep, the lone hero, comes unguarded to save his people?"

Rajdeep’s eyes burned with intensity as he replied, "Hero? I am not here for glory. I am here to defend those who cannot protect themselves. You steal and torment the innocent. For that, justice awaits you."

With a flick of his wrist, Rajdeep hurled his dagger, striking the rival gang leader and ending his reign in a heartbeat. His skill was unmatched; he moved with a ferocity that left no room for escape. As the last of his enemies fell, Rajdeep emerged victorious, securing not only the safety of his people but a growing legend of his power.

In a dimly lit house, Rajdeep found the girl. She had been crying, but the moment she saw him, relief softened her fear. As they made their way home, Rajdeep’s thoughts drifted to the curse of Mizosh, the boundless power of Alpha, and the age-old question: Did remnants of the Supremes dwell within humanity?

Back in the village, tales of Rajdeep's courage spread like wildfire, rekindling curiosity about the Supremes’ mysterious influence over mortal fate. Was Rajdeep truly touched by Alpha, a mortal echo of the Supreme, or was he simply an extraordinary man, defying the gods with his courage and compassion?

Thus, the legend of Rajdeep Singh Rajput—the man believed to hold a spark of Alpha’s own soul—was born. And as years passed, the villagers continued to wonder if the Supremes had truly retreated to the heavens or if, in the heart of a warrior like Rajdeep, their legacy still pulsed, guiding mortals to greatness.