Anshul's heart pounded with each passing moment as he raced through the streets towards his father's lab. The wind whipped against his face, intensifying the sense of urgency in his journey. The cityscape gradually gave way to a suburban landscape as he left behind the bustling streets and entered a quieter neighborhood. The lab was tucked away in a secluded area, hidden from prying eyes. Although it was his father's private office, but his father calls it the lab as according to him this place was more like a lab of secrets as it contains the past and the secrets of the past that is to be research about.

Approaching the lab, Anshul couldn't help but feel a mix of apprehension and curiosity. he had visited his father's workplace many times before, this time felt different. Parking his bike outside the lab's entrance, he stood in front of the door, hesitating to enter as he worried about his father's safety. Anshul starts to think about this situation again as 'Although his father wants him to go to his lab as fast as he can but was it the best choice of action he could have taken.'

{What's the matter? Why aren't you entering? Did you forget the password? It's your birthdate. lets hurry} the voice taunted.

"Was it really the best choice to come here? Shouldn't I go to the police first to ensure my father's safety?" Anshul pondered aloud.

{I knew you were an idiot. Stop focusing only on what's visible to you and try to look beyond it. Your foolish father is an archaeologist. He isn't rich and has no enemies, except for a single friend. He works for the government, so why would someone want to harm him? Maybe he found something valuable that they want to get their hands on or to silence him about his discovery}, the voice responded.

"The VB container," Anshul concluded.

Now determined, Anshul entered the password and opened the door. Stepping into the lab, he was greeted by the familiar scent of documents and artifacts collected from various expeditions. Anshul's father had always been passionate about his work, but Anshul had never delved too deep into its intricacies. As he walk though the lab, he began to remembering words his father have often said to him.

"Remember this son, by only knowing about the past you can make a new future"

{What?}voice questioned.

"Nothing just recalling something"

{Are you talking about the advice your father always would told you}

"Yes"

{Don't think so much about it. If you want to think about something think about where is that container couldn't he just told us where it is? That foolish father of yours}

"Lets check the study"

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While saying this, he made his way to his father's private study. The room was filled with shelves lined with books, maps, and ancient relics. Anshul's eyes were drawn to a large desk occupying the center, covered with documents. He approached the table and started reading the documents one by one.

Among these weird yet interesting documents, a familiar yet unknown document caught his eye "Lost Civilization of the Sun and Moon," he read.

{Maybe it's about a civilization that worships the sun and moon}, the voice suggested.

"Its the same document that father bought home one time"

As he saw this document he start recalling an unpleasant memory. One day he father have bought this document home and forbid him and his mother to read this, although it was not anything special that would attract someone's attention but Anshul was curious about what it can be so that day he sneak into his father's room to take a look at it but he got caught and got punished very harshly.

{What!? 'To not eating any sweet for 3 days', you call that punishment! Your father is so childish}

"Shut up! Lets just find the container"

Taking a deep breath, he rummaged through his father's desk, searching for the VB container. Anshul tried everywhere on the table, under the table, in drawers and every other corner of the room but he was unable to find anything related to the container. Only place left was the drawer which was looked. After a few moments of frantic searching, his hand grasped a small key hidden beneath a pile of papers.

"A Key?" while saying this he unlocked the drawer, revealing a wooden box inside.

Anshul carefully opened the box, unveiling a cylindrical vial filled with a glowing red liquid—a shimmering substance unlike anything he had ever seen. The VB container.

{Its not a container, its a test tube!} As he examined the container, he noticed a lock on the lid.

{Why are you looking at it so seriously? It is made of glass, you can simply break it by smashing it on the ground, and it will open,} the voice suggested.

"And what will you do if it happens to spill all over the floor?" Anshul retorted.

[Access deny]

{Lick it} the voice replied without hesitation.

"Shut it, let me think" Anshul replied, determined to find another way to unlock the container.

[Access deny]

"Oh? was that you"

[Access deny]

{What? did you start hearing a second voice! that's great! I don't have to be alone anymore}

"Don't say scary things like that"

[Access deny]

"Its a voice lock"

[Access deny]

{Try birthdate}

"9 May 2002"

[Access deny]

{Your father's birthdate}

"9 March 1977"

[Access deny]

{Your pet name}

"Anshu"

[Access deny]

[Access deny]

[Access deny]

After many attempts Anshul became silent and starts to think.

'It has to be something i Know'

{Oi, idiot did you remember what your father said on the phone? Maybe that was not all nonsense}

'Maybe...'

"At the time of sunset everything become magical"

[Access deny]

'Its not it'

As Anshul contemplated the method to open the container, he sensed someone entering the lab. Swiftly, he placed the container into the inner pocket of his jacket and made his way towards the entrance. While unaware of the identity of the newcomer, he recognized the significance of concealing the container until he could ascertain its contents.

Upon reaching the door, Anshul caught sight of three individuals clad in red robes, each bearing a symbol of the sun on their chests. Simultaneously, the robed men noticed Anshul's presence. After a few seconds of mutual observation, the man positioned in the middle took a step forward and offered him a greeting.

"May the sun shines on everyone!!"

"..."