PRITHVI
Ananya lies on her bed, tears streaming down her face as she clutches a framed sketch of Naqabposh tightly against her chest. Her heart aches with every sob that escapes her lips, and she can hardly catch her breath as she talks to the sketch, pouring out her feelings. She was talking like crazy—blaming scolding and sharing feelings as if the sketch would reply.
"Debu chhod diya tumne mujhe... hasna sikha ke... hasne ki wajah hi mita di... mujhe sab kuchh de kar tum khud hi dur ho gaye... maine tumse jab dur rahana chaha... tab mere pichhe pade rahe, irritate kiya... aur aaj jab mai tumhaare sath hona chahati hu to...", she sobbed.
"Mai jab Timnasa se chhut kar aayi thi... to sabse pahale Baalveer se milna tha... tum mil gaye, isiliye chhidh ho gayi tumse... fir Mystery man aaya... I literally fell for him, lekin tum uska bhi majak udaane lage, that's why I started keeping distance from you... but you still cared for me and stood by me as a friend should... do you know what I fell for Debu also... haa I love you... ha kabhi kabhi mai hi tumhaare paas aati thi... rukne ki koshish karti thi lekin ruk nahi paati thi..."
"Jis din pata chala tum hi Baalveer ho aur mystery man bhi... bahut gussa thi mai... lekin when I went home, I realized I fell for you thrice... tum har problem me smile karte the, mujhse bewajah ladte the, kyu rakha mera itna khayal agar jana hi tha to... mai bhi pagal thi, sochati thi ab ham hamesha sath hai... ek dusre ki madat karenge, ladenge... aur fir achanak..."
"Kaal ne tumhare sare look alikes ko maar diya... bas Happy bacha hai... aur koi kuchh nhi kar paya... aur Vivaan khud ko blame krta hai... Come back Dabbu... come back... mai zindagi bhar tumhara wait kar sakti hu...samjhe tum!"
VEERLOK
The peace in Veerlok shatters as the sky darkens, and an oppressive energy fills the air. A deafening crash echoes, and suddenly, Kaal appears—a terrifying figure, eyes cold and merciless.
Vivaan's heart races. He senses the danger and instantly reaches out to Ananya Didi with desperate telepathy. In a flash of light, she appears.
Baal Pari leads the charge, the fairies beside her—Jwala Pari, Pani Pari, Masti Pari, Karigar Pari, Dhwani Pari, Vayu Pari—unleashing their powers together. Fire, water, and wind blast towards Kaal, but he stands unmoved, absorbing their attacks as if they were nothing.
Suddenly, Shaurya, roars and charges, but Kaal swats him away with ease. Blood stains the lion's pristine fur, and he collapses with a heavy thud.
Vivaan watches in horror, heart pounding. He's not strong enough—he's barely dodging Kaal's relentless strikes, feeling the wind of each near hit. The fairies are falling one by one, and Ananya is struck down, her body crumpling to the ground. She looks up at Vivaan, her eyes pleading—survive
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A Destiny Shaped by Sacrifices
FanfictionWhat if a person walks a path not meant for him, shaped by sacrifices that rewrite destiny? What if he was born for destruction, destined to be lost by the hands of his loved ones? Can fate truly be defied, or do the choices we make only lead us de...
