It was shore of sacred river Muhury. It was believed that the river had the blessings of goddess varuna. A common belief about the river was that, if the ashes of dead get buried in its shore, they will be reincarnated to a happy life. Yet it was pretty difficult to reach it as you need to cross Gechua forest to reach there. A forrest that had wild demonic beast all over it.

It was noon and a young boy of 17 was approaching the river. Upon closer inspection the boy was missing a hand and a leg. He was seemed to be blind too. The wounds of his body was like precisely round as if someone had cut his organs with sharp weapon. And the cut was mad on different side and was pretty hard for the boy to keep his balance. It was truly surprising to see someone like that to cross the Gechua Forest and reach this far out. The howl of wild beasts in the forest is enough to shake even the strongest of warriors. Yet the boy seems unfazed by this circumstances as he was slowly approaching the river. After reaching he slowly buried some ashes in the shore.

The boy approached a near by tree and sat down under it, the look on his face says, the time was over for him and he was accepting the reality. There was regret on his face yet it looked like he accepted everything as it was bound to happen.

"You seem like you are ready to die?"    A voice sounded.

"I have done whatever I could. I wish they find some peace in the afterlife. It was a quite a journey though. I don't understand why did you follow me though?  I don't even know your name, yet we have been travelling for two years together "       

"It's because you are interesting,  you are disabled yet such determination was rare to see even in people of highest calibre. It is said that if ashes are buried here, people get a better life in the next reincarnation. So do you believe in this myth, boy?" 

The question was followed by a silence, as the boy lifted his head. "No I don't, I don't believe in God. It is just illusion that people created out of their weekness. If you have the power, even if you are demon , you can still claim your self to be God. Do you know how I got blind? My hands and feets were cut down by my enemies but my eyes were something that I myself destroyed. Those people raped my mother and little sister in front of me, and forced me to witness it. So I blinded myself snatching a weapon from them. Yet after that very day, my clan was labelled as the evil clan that opressed people, used black arts, because of which Justice was served on us."

"Hahahaa, justice? Is this justice? Tell me, seeing my kins getting raped before my eyes, getting my organs cut down and watching it getting eaten by wild beast and then being labelled as a demon. If this is justice, then I would have gladly become a demon. There is no god or demon in this World. There is only people with power who decides their own identity as well as others" 

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 " There is no god or demon in this World. There is only people with power who decides their own identity as well as others, huh? So that's the conclusion you have reached. So why are you here though?"

"It's because I have hope. I lost everything but hope is the only thing that I have. I will burn myself here, the flames of vengeance that has been burning inside me, if there is really a afterlife , I will return. As a demon who will claim those People's  lives."

"When everything ends, hope remains. Even during worst nightmares, sufferings, pains people must have hope.Only then they will have a chance to respin their wheel of fate"

"I have seen enough kid. I always thought, you were not worthy of commanding us. But in this journey, you have proved me wrong and got my approval. Your determination, courage wits and the conclusion you have got, it is enough for me.  I am the first one to approve you and I am sure I certainly won't be the last." The voice sounded

"What do you mean by this?" asked the boys with doubt.

"Aarya Rikwed, if you are given a chance to respin your wheel of fate and restart everything, will you do it?"

"Yes" the boys answered without a bit of hesitation as if those blind eyes were not blind at all. Clearly he was surprised and shaken by the question but yet there were hope within his voice as it was craving for a chance.    

"Even if calamities follow behind you? Even if sufferings grow at your footsteps? Even if plague, sadness, nightmare spread because of you? Even if you are truly labelled as devil like you worth the name?"

"You already know what my answer will be"               

"Hahahaha, very well then. Don't regret your choice then lad. As a reward for your choice, I will tell you my name." 

After a brief silence the voice sounded.. 

"My name is Dusshopno"

"Who are you, really ?" 

"Me? Well you can call me your martial spirit, I guess. So let's start our new journey together, lad. A trip to make this world hell, hahaahahah " cried the voice

The boys become shocked and shaken at the answer because he was not born with a martial spirit. It was the main reason of all his sufferings. His father losing Command over clan, his clan's downfall and misery of his kins. Before he could even think of these things clearly, the world before him shattered like glasses as if it never existed........