As Vishwa watched his fellow competitors swiftly conquer the challenge, a wave of disappointment washed over him. He couldn’t shake the nagging thought that if he took too long, he might let down his team. With a racing heart, he pondered the situation, feeling lost and confused about what was happening around him. “I have to be true to myself,” he thought, grappling with the meaning of this phrase as he wrestled with his thoughts. In a moment of uncertainty, he cautiously reached out to touch the woman-shaped tree nearby. In an instant, darkness enveloped him, and he found himself kneeling on the ground, unable to lift his head. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t break free from the invisible grip that held him down.
A deep, heavy voice echoed in the dim room, breaking the silence like thunder. "Why did you attempt to take your own life? You realise you are cursed, don’t you? Or did you genuinely wish to harm the child within you?" As the voice continued, tension filled the air. “As I promised, you shall be free once you give birth to the child, but it appears that might not be happening anymore.”
“His Majesty!” Vishwa exclaimed, confusion swirling in his mind. “I’m a girl? What is going on? Is this some sort of test?” In a moment of desperation, she pleaded, “It was a mistake, I fell down the wet stairs. Please forgive me this once.”
The man seated before her contemplated her words as if weighing their significance. "I don’t care whether it was a slip or intentional. From this point forward, you shall be monitored closely. Is this acceptable to you?"
"Thank you very much," she replied, raising her gaze and locking eyes with the man. Vishwa’s eyes widened as he took in the sight before him. The man was robust and dressed in elegant silk garments, but it was the striking silver hair that truly captured Vishwa’s attention. "Who is this man? Why am I here?" mixed questions filled her mind.
Gathering her composure, she stood and moved towards a table to prepare drinks for him. She took a copper glass, added a mysterious powder, and then poured wine over it. Vishwa's heart raced as suspicion crept in. "Is she trying to poison him?"
With a steady hand, she passed the copper glass to the man. A smirk danced across his lips as he drank from it, only for his expression to suddenly shift to one of shock and disbelief. "You—agh, why?" he spluttered, staring in horror.
She leaned slightly to meet his gaze, her eyes filled with determination. “I was cursed to care for the child and ensure no harm comes to it. You were aware of my relationship with your brother, yet you chose to father a child with me, using your power and status." Taking a step back, she prepared to leave, "I hope you find peace in the afterlife."
As she exited through the door, Vishwa's vision blurred and shifted, suddenly reappearing near his team with a bewildered expression plastered on his face.
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"Why do you look like that?" Neel questioned, raising an eyebrow.
Vishwa rubbed his palm against his forehead, still trying to piece everything together. "I’m confused, honestly, but don’t worry—I passed. That’s what really matters." He turned his attention to the teachers in the distance, determination sparking within him, "Let’s finish this marathon."
After an hour filled with tension and a flurry of emotions, every participant finally completed their trials and moved to an open area where Guru Gopal and Guruma Malika awaited them. The air was thick with anticipation, buzzing with excitement as the time had come to reveal the names of the forty students who had been chosen to join Astra Gurukul. Everyone listened closely as the results were announced, each name accompanied by the rankings from the various challenges they had faced.
As the results came in, Kiran was declared the top performer. This was no surprise to her, as she had worked hard and believed in her ability to shine. Gagan, who finished in second place, looked stunned; the achievement seemed to catch him off guard, and the joy on his face was mixed with disbelief. Neel, known for his quiet nature, secured the third position but remained composed as always, not revealing much beyond his usual calm demeanor. Meanwhile, Vishwa felt a wave of disappointment wash over him as he learned that he had come in fourth. The news hit him hard, and he struggled to mask his disheartened feelings, wishing he could have done better. Lastly, Mina grabbed the seventh place and couldn't contain her joy. With a bright smile lighting up her face, she celebrated her success, sharing the moment with Kiran, who had become a close friend throughout their journey. The gathering turned into a blend of joy and reflection as everyone processed their achievements and the next steps on their paths.
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Vishwa rubbed his palm against his forehead, still trying to piece everything together. "I’m confused, honestly, but don’t worry—I passed. That’s what really matters." He turned his attention to the teachers in the distance, determination sparking within him, "Let’s finish this marathon."
After an hour filled with tension and a flurry of emotions, every participant finally completed their trials and moved to an open area where Guru Gopal and Guruma Malika awaited them. The air was thick with anticipation, buzzing with excitement as the time had come to reveal the names of the forty students who had been chosen to join Astra Gurukul. Everyone listened closely as the results were announced, each name accompanied by the rankings from the various challenges they had faced.
As the results came in, Kiran was declared the top performer. This was no surprise to her, as she had worked hard and believed in her ability to shine. Gagan, who finished in second place, looked stunned; the achievement seemed to catch him off guard, and the joy on his face was mixed with disbelief. Neel, known for his quiet nature, secured the third position but remained composed as always, not revealing much beyond his usual calm demeanor. Meanwhile, Vishwa felt a wave of disappointment wash over him as he learned that he had come in fourth. The news hit him hard, and he struggled to mask his disheartened feelings, wishing he could have done better. Lastly, Mina grabbed the seventh place and couldn't contain her joy. With a bright smile lighting up her face, she celebrated her success, sharing the moment with Kiran, who had become a close friend throughout their journey. The gathering turned into a blend of joy and reflection as everyone processed their achievements and the next steps on their paths.