PROLOGUE.....

"...DISCLAIMER..."

I do not favor any religion in this story, nor do I promote hatred towards any other religion. The world setting of the story combines elements from the past, present, and future conditions of societies and is set in a fantasy world different from ours, As a result, everything mentioned here is purely imaginative and intended to pique readers' interests. Please don't take the content to heart; simply enjoy it, and if you find it uninteresting, feel free to move on to another story. Thank you for reading.

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In a quaint village, nestled deep within the heart of "Bharatvarsha," under the sprawling canopy of an ancient banyan tree, a group of children had gathered around an old beggar. Like tiny ants drawn to a luscious feast, imploring him with eager eyes to share a story

"Hushhh..." the old beggar silenced the eager kids, a knowing smile on his weathered face, as he began the enchanting tale.

In hushed whispers, His eyes glimmered with a mix of melancholy and wisdom as he gazed into the distance, seemingly lost in memories of an era long gone. Finally, with a soft nod, he began to speak, his voice carrying a haunting aura of prophecy.

"Once upon a time, in an age when the stars themselves held secrets of the cosmos, there existed a prophecy whispered by the ancient winds. It spoke of a cataclysm, a force so immense that it could reshape the very essence of our world."

As the beggar's words flowed like a sacred chant, the children leaned in, their young minds captivated by the tale that unfolded before them.

"The prophecy foretold the arrival of the 'Ansh' of the Destroyer, a being whose malevolence could unleash an unfathomable devastation upon the realms. This 'Ansh' held the potential to cast darkness upon the lands, tearing asunder the delicate balance of creation and plunging the world into an abyss of chaos."

The old man's voice carried a sense of reverence, as he continued further.

"But amidst this ominous prediction, hope emerged," the beggar continued, "for it spoke of two other 'Ansh,' the embodiment of the Creator and the Preserver. These noble beings held the power to thwart the impending catastrophe, to preserve life and shield the realms from the shadows that loomed."

The children's eyes widened, imagination running wild with the images painted by the beggar's words.

"Hey, what are all of you doing here? Haven't we told you not to go near this beggar? Let's go, and don't believe any nonsense he said," the parents admonished, jolting their children from their vivid imagination.

"Hey, can't you go somewhere else? Why are you brainwashing our children?" one of the parents said sternly.

As the parents ushered the children away, the atmosphere that was once filled with enchantment and wonder now fell silent.

"Sigh... why do you have to be so hard on these little kids?" the beggar sighed, leaning against the ancient banyan tree.

"Well... how good it would have been if this were just a story," the beggar added, gazing distantly into the saffron-streaked sky.

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.... ✦ADVENTURE STARTS FROM HERE 'YOU' WEEBS.... STAY TUNED✦

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Meanings and words

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1. Bharatvarsha :- An ancient name for India, was a land of diverse cultures and rich heritage, spanning from the Himalayas to the oceans.

2.'Ansh' is a profound term in ancient Hindu mythology, signifying a divine fragment or essence of a deity, possessing significant power and potential.

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