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(Scene -continued)
Morning arrived without mercy.
Soft sunlight filtered into Vaibhav's room, brushing gently across his face as if trying to erase the memory of the night before. But nothing could erase that night. The repeated suffocation, the flashes of darkness, the sensation of dying again and again—everything clung to his mind like smoke that refused to fade.
He sat up slowly, body a little dizzy, nerves trembling beneath his skin.
"Please… aaj phir se waise na ho. Just… no more."
"(Please… not like last night again. Just… no more)"
His hand rested on his chest—the place where the black stone pulsed softly inside him.
He grabbed his phone.
The moment his fingers touched the screen, a strange thought flashed across his mind:
"Does this phone… work by its own will?"
A faint sting shot across his chest.
The phone flickered.
A thin pulse—electrical outward, cosmic inward—synced for a brief second.
Riddhox.
And then it vanished.
Vaibhav stepped back, breathing harder.
"What… was that?"
He checked the time.
Late. Again.
"Aaj toh gaya main!"
"(I'm done for today)!"
He ran out of the house.
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⭐ Scene 2: shourya 's perceptions
Shourya walked toward school with his usual laziness—earphones in, biscuit in hand, humming to himself.
But today, something felt different.
A cool breeze brushed past his left eye.
The world flickered.
Like a glitch.
He blinked hard, but the flicker grew—
the street splitting into two layers:
one real, one shimmering like cracked glass.
And then—
A sudden flash.
A glimpse of the future.
Vaibhav running toward the gate.
Breathless.
Fear in his eyes.
A faint dark glow rising from his chest.
Right behind him—
Dhusyant sir stepping out of the school entrance.
The vision lasted only a second.
Shourya stumbled, grabbing a pole.
"What the… yeh kya tha?"
"(What the… what was that?)"
A light green spark flickered inside his left eye.
He whispered to himself:
"Bhai… agar yeh future tha… toh Vaibhav ki entry toh aaj zabardast hone wali hai."
"(Bro… if that really was the future… then Vaibhav's entrance today is going to be insane.)"
Shourya felt the strange vision flash through his eye, but true to his nature, he simply shrugged it off—curious for a moment, then pretending nothing had happened
He forced a smile, but his voice shook.
Something inside him had awakened.
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⭐ At the School Gate
As Shourya neared the gate, the world returned to normal.
He saw Vaibhav sprinting toward him—
exactly like the vision.
He froze.
"Bhai… aaj bhi marathon?"
"(Bro… running a marathon again today)?"
Vaibhav gasped,
"Bas… jaldi!"
"(Just… hurry)!"
Then both turned—
And froze.
Dhusyant sir.
Tall. Dark. Terrifying.
Shourya whispered,
"Bhai… Dhusyant."
"(Bro… it's Dhusyant)."
Vaibhav whispered back,
"Nahi yaar… aaj nahi…"
"(No man… not today…)"
"Fielding set hogi…"
"(We're about to get punished…)"
"Bro… hum toh gaye."
"(Bro… we're finished)."
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⭐ Shlokh Arrives
Shlokh walked up, calm and composed.
"Again? Seriously?"
"Again? Seriously?"
He greeted politely:
"Good morning, sir."
Dhusyant nodded and let him pass.
But Shourya winked desperately behind him.
Shlokh understood.
A warmth flickered in his throat—
the golden stone responding.
Riddhox.
He spoke with strange authority:
"Sir… ek baar maaf kar dijiye."
"(Sir… please forgive them once.)"
Dhusyant hesitated…
then nodded.
All three were free.
Shourya whispered:
"Legend. Bohot bada legend."
"(Legend. Absolute legend)."
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⭐ Inside the Classrooms
Vaibhav
He collapsed onto his seat and instantly fell asleep.
His dreams returned—
dark void, misaligned pulse, a whisper calling him.
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Shlokh
Writing in his notebook, he suddenly sensed something—
A pull.
A ripple.
A strange connection to Vaibhav.
"What's going on…?"
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Shourya
He created chaos in class.
"Shourya! Sit properly!"
"Yes sir. Bilkul seedha. 180° straight."
"(Yes sir. Completely straight. A perfect 180°.)"
The class laughed.
His eye flickered again.
A quick vision—Vaibhav glowing faintly.
"What the…?"
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⭐ Ending — Voice of Creation
"Vaibhav sleeps, unaware of what he has become."
"Shlokh senses ripples, but not the ocean beneath them."
"And Shourya laughs… while destiny shows him glimpses he pretends not to notice."
"Three vessels.
Three awakenings.
Three paths already bending."
"What waits for them…
is no longer in their hands."
"…Signing off."
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Chapter 3: RIDDHOX।
WRITER: alive _here0806
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