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I got transmigarated into my grandfather’s unfinished novel

Aryan’s grandfather has a strange quill. Anything which it writes can become a world of its own….. And then he ends up getting transmigarated in grandfather’s unfinished book *** The first world/book :- Set in 1980s Mumbai when the underworld, gang wars and mafia were at their most powerful and influential in the city (Disclaimer:-No Romance) **** Aryan is a freelancer who often goes on various explorations in dangerous places. He has many skills and is in search of his missing parents. He will do anything even kill to find out the truth about his parents.

Revinsane · Fantasi
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23 Chs

His reason to live

"He is in critical condition he needs to be taken to the emergency room"

Osho was lying on the hospital bed breathing irratically. And Aryan who carried him to the nearest hospital on his back was drenched in Osho's blood.

Aryan was a bit muddled and quickly nodded his head

"Please make sure he lives he still has two children to take care of"

The nurse's eyes seemed uncertain but nodded her head either way and pushed the rolling bed into the emergency ward.

Once the door of the emergency ward closed and the signboard lit up red light. It was signal that no one could enter now.

Aryan let out a deep sign and sat down on the one of the visitors seats outside.

He began to reflect on everything that happened him so far. Opening the wadrobe after reading his grandfather's will, reading his book and suddenly waking up as a gangster. Seeing gun fights and people getting shoot…..

He ruffled his hair and reclined on the seat he thought

'I need to find a way to get back to the real world'

Even though he had no family members alive anymore he still needed to return to reality. He had always been researching on the whereabouts of his missing parents and had recently gotten hold of several promising leads. He had to return to reality and find out what happened to his parents.

His parents disappearance had always traumatised him. He would yearn to meet his parents in his dreams at night. But, he would also hate them for abandoning him.

He closed his eyes and just began breathing deeply. Soon time began passing and after what seemed like eternity the nurse came out of the emergency room.

She eyes seemed slightly bitter

Aryan felt his heart thumping faster

'He did'nt die did he?'

'What's going to happen to his kids?'

The nurse soon stood in front of Aryan and he stood.

She said

"It was a tough operating and the patient fought bravely. Mr Osho has survived congratulations."

Aryan suddenly felt as if a huge load had been lifted off his shoulders.

The nurse did n't stop speaking and said

"He kept saying he must live for the sake of of kids and kept muttering some names underneath his breathe. He must really love his kids a lot"

Aryan was a bit dazed and nodded his head.

The nurse said he could visit him in an hour or so.

One hour later Aryan entered one of the wards in which Osho was being kept.

He had already woken up and weakly smiled at Aryan

Aryan sat down next to his bed and asked

"How are you doing Osho"

Osho said while staring the ceiling quietly for a while before he said

"You know my parents died when I was young and I had to grow up in a local orphanage."

Aryan remained silent and just listened

"Boss as a kid I suffered a lot growing up alone and vowed to never the allow my kids to suffer a similar fate. However my wife died at childbirth, leaving only me to care for the kids. Honestly if it were not for my vow to to stay with my kids until they were old enough to live on their own I wouldn't have made it through the operation. I would have probably been dead right now"

Aryan replied

"It's good that you want to live for you kids"

Osho looked at Aryan and smiled and said softly

"Thank you boss"

There was a pleasant atmosphere between before Osho suddenly remembered something

"Boss how are we gonna pay the hospital bills?!"

Aryan had already though about this earlier and said

"It's okay I'll talk to inspector Fadnavis and ask him whether he could help through any charity organisation"

He also thought in his head

'Plus I have some useful information I would like share him'