Might and Massacre
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In the town of Berahampur, you were killed if you are against the Masters.
There are three kind of people living in this town, Masters, Slaves and Ruled; where the air whispers of gunpowder and smoke. Here freedom is caged and rules are made by the Masters of the town. If anyone who rules over people and hearts after the Master, it was their very own Ghulaam ̶ Rangeela.
Rangeela, the man who breathes for his master. For him, his Master has a higher position than that of God himself. His soul was free, yet he was bound by loyalty and slavery.
When the free soul burns her mark on him, calling herself Radhika who openly challenges the customs, rules, and rule of the Masters and Rangeela himself in the town of Berahampur, in spite of knowing that reneging meant death ̶ Rangeela's whole life tilts on an axis, evoking feelings he never thought existed; giving new meaning to life.
She is fire, and she would burn everything on her way. Rangeela has the choice to either be the Phoenix, to burn himself and be reborn or burn in her fire to become ashes.
"I'm here to live. I am fire. You'll see me everywhere." - She says in a town, where woman meant nothing more a commodity, to do household work and give birth.
Featuring Param Singh Bhatia as Rangeela and Harshita Gaur as Radhika : A Ghulaam Fanfic.
Cover By : @KajalS14
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