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Suraj was sprawled on the living room floor with Aryan, a scattered mess of action figures and board games around them. Aryan, with a cheeky grin, held up a toy soldier and declared, "This one is the commander! He'll defeat all the bad guys."

Suraj chuckled, playfully rolling a dice. "Commander, huh? What's his strategy? You can't just storm in without a plan, Aryan."

Aryan looked thoughtful for a moment, then replied with the wisdom of a child, "I'll use teamwork! Everyone helps everyone, just like you always say."

Suraj's heart warmed. It was moments like these that reminded him why he was fighting so hard to make his dreams a reality—not just for himself, but to give Aryan a life filled with opportunities and inspiration.

"Smart move, Commander," Suraj said, ruffling Aryan's hair. "But remember, no commander can win without proper rest. What do you say we pause this battle and grab some ice cream?"

Aryan's eyes lit up, and within moments, the two were in the kitchen, laughing as they debated over chocolate versus vanilla. For Suraj, these moments of simplicity were a grounding force amidst the whirlwind of his professional life.

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The next day, Suraj arrived at the production office, his mind already buzzing with ideas. The scouting team had just returned and was waiting in the meeting room alongside the core crew members. Suraj entered, his presence commanding attention as always, and greeted everyone with a determined smile.

The team began presenting their findings. They had successfully secured most of the required locations for Raw's Rampage, including scenic backdrops in India and a few exotic spots abroad. However, one critical location—a sprawling, snow-laden region in Russia that was integral to the narrative—remained unattainable.

"Russia?" Suraj leaned forward, his brows furrowing. "What's the issue?"

One of the scouting members, Ramesh, explained, "The area you mentioned in the script—a remote, abandoned military base near the Ural Mountains—requires permissions from both local and federal authorities. We've been hitting roadblocks with the bureaucracy. It's not impossible, but it will take time."

Suraj exhaled slowly, tapping his fingers on the table. "Time is something we don't have in abundance. That location is essential for the opening act of the series. Without it, the narrative loses its edge."

Kunal, sitting beside him, chimed in. "What are the alternatives, Suraj? Can we replicate the location here in Bharat?"

Suraj shook his head firmly. "No. The visual and atmospheric authenticity of that location is irreplaceable. It's not just a backdrop—it's a character in itself."

The room fell silent, tension thick in the air. Suraj straightened in his chair, his resolve hardening. "We'll find a way. If we need more leverage, I'll personally approach contacts abroad. This project isn't just a series; it's the foundation of something much bigger."

He paused, his voice steady and commanding as he addressed the team. "Let me make one thing clear. This isn't just another show—it's part of the Blood Bound Chronicles. That's the name of our universe. Every detail, every set piece, every prop must reflect the essence of this world. No compromises, no shortcuts. If it costs more, so be it. I want everyone to pour their heart and soul into this."

The declaration left the room buzzing with excitement and curiosity. The Blood Bound Chronicles. The name alone carried weight, evoking images of gritty battles, morally complex characters, and a universe that promised depth and intensity.

One of the prop designers raised a hand. "Suraj, about the props and accessories… what level of detail are we talking about?"

"Every piece should tell a story," Suraj replied without hesitation. "If a character wields a weapon, I want it to reflect their personality and history. If a piece of armor has a scratch, I want to know why it's there. No detail is too small. The audience might not notice consciously, but they'll feel the authenticity. That's what will set us apart."

The team exchanged nods, their initial doubts replaced with determination. This was more than a job; it was an opportunity to create something monumental.

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Suraj then outlined the shooting plan in detail. "We'll tackle this in three phases," he began, pointing to the whiteboard. "Phase one: Russia. We shoot all the scenes set in that region in a single schedule. This includes both the dramatic character-building moments and the large-scale action sequences. Phase two: India. We'll need extensive sets for this—temples, forests, underground chambers. Start prepping immediately because these sets will take months to perfect."

He took a deep breath, his tone shifting to one of quiet intensity. "Phase three is the final schedule. This is where we tie everything together. The last scenes will connect the series to the upcoming films. It's the heart of the Blood Bound Chronicles, and I refuse to compromise on it. We'll only proceed when everything is flawless."

Kunal raised an eyebrow. "You haven't even cast the key character for the final scenes yet, Suraj. Aren't you cutting it close?"

Suraj smiled faintly. "The right actor will come along. I'd rather wait than rush and regret it."

As the meeting wrapped up, the team dispersed, their minds already racing with ideas and tasks. Suraj stayed behind, taking a moment to gather his thoughts. The weight of the project was immense, but so was his determination.

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Later that evening, Suraj returned home to find Aryan sprawled on the couch, a comic book in hand. "How was work, bhaiya?" Aryan asked, not looking up.

"Busy, as usual," Suraj replied, ruffling his brother's hair as he sank into the couch beside him.

Aryan turned to him with a sly grin. "You know, summer holidays start in two days. You promised we'd go on an adventure!"

Suraj laughed, shaking his head. "You're already planning our trip before I've even had a chance to breathe?"

"You need a break too, bhaiya," Aryan said, his tone suddenly serious. "You're always working so hard. Let's do something fun, just the two of us."

Suraj felt a lump in his throat as he looked at his brother's earnest face. "Alright, Commander Aryan," he said with a smile. "We'll plan something epic. But first, let me get through this week. Deal?"

Aryan nodded enthusiastically, already bursting with ideas. For Suraj, these moments were precious—a reminder of why he was pushing himself to the limit. No matter how chaotic his life became, he'd always make time for his brother.

As Aryan rattled on about potential adventure spots, Suraj leaned back, a rare moment of peace washing over him. The Blood Bound Chronicles were his legacy, but Aryan was his world. And he'd do whatever it took to ensure both thrived.

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Author note:-

:-Support story with power stones for extra chapters and motivation

:- well I want to show properly how the raw's

Ramage would be created so the payout

Chapter after raw's ramage would be satisfies with proper setting

:- I am also adding some sup sequence plots

To explain not from Suraj pov but also from

Other characters pov