At the top of Crescent Peak, where the moonlight and sunlight seemed to meet in perfect harmony, the Solstice Emperor, Surya Nyishi, sat across from the Lunar Emperor, Chandra Apatani. Between them, a Shataranj board of celestial craftsmanship gleamed, the pieces intricately carved to represent suns and moons.

Surya Nyishi radiated brilliance, his golden eyes reflecting an endless wisdom as strands of his sunlit hair caught the faint traces of dawn on the horizon. His robes shimmered like woven sunlight, patterns of sunrays rippling with his every movement.

Chandra Apatani, in contrast, exuded a quiet, ethereal beauty. Her luminescent silver eyes held the mysteries of countless nights, and her dark, starlit hair fell like a cascade of shadows. Her robes, adorned with pearls and silver accents, seemed to merge with the moonlit sky.

Their voices, resonating with the cosmic hum of the universe, filled the air.

Chandra Apatani: "It’s been a while, Surya Nyishi." Her voice was soft yet commanding, like a whisper carried on the wind.

Surya Nyishi: "Indeed, it has, Chandra Apatani." His tone was calm, like the first rays of sunlight warming the earth.

They moved their pieces on the Shataranj board with precision, the game unfolding like a dance of celestial bodies.

Chandra Apatani: "Father told me Vishwaroop Kaal has reappeared." Her silver eyes narrowed slightly. "He desires it… says he wants to devour it. And apparently, your father stopped him."

Surya Nyishi paused, his golden gaze locking with hers.

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Surya Nyishi: "Obviously, I know that."

For a moment, the game was forgotten, their attention fully on the weight of their conversation.

Chandra Apatani: "Do you truly believe that boy, Arav Srivastava, can control something as destructive as Vishwaroop Kaal?"

Surya Nyishi: "I do." His voice was firm. "He has potential. I see it. I believe Arav can gain control over it."

Chandra leaned back, her expression skeptical.

Chandra Apatani: "Potential? That boy is a walking catastrophe waiting to happen. If my father—or I—get the chance, we’ll take him. Better to let my father eat him and end the wretched cycle."

Surya moved a piece deliberately, a soft smile playing on his lips.

Surya Nyishi: "You and Buru(her father) always think of destruction first. Perhaps it’s because you don’t trust anyone to rise above their chaos."

Chandra Apatani: "Perhaps we’ve just seen too many fall to it." Her tone was sharp, though there was a trace of sadness in her words.

The game continued, the tension palpable. Stars twinkled faintly in both their eyes, reflections of the vast cosmos they represented.

Surya Nyishi: "Arav is different. He’s strong, and his heart remains untouched by darkness. He deserves a chance."

Chandra Apatani: "And if he destroys everything? If he’s the catalyst for the end of this universe?"

Surya’s hand hovered over the board before making a decisive move.

Surya Nyishi: "Then that's his destiny. But I won’t abandon him before he’s even had the opportunity to prove himself."

Chandra’s silver eyes had an amused look , though her expression remained guarded.

Chandra Apatani: "You’re too trusting. But… I’ll reserve my judgment until I see him for myself." She leaned forward, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "Perhaps at the annual competition between our sects, I’ll get that chance."

Surya smirked, moving his final piece.

Surya Nyishi: "We’ll see, Chandra. But until then, leave him be."

The game ended in a draw, both emperors standing in unison.

Chandra Apatani: "A stalemate, as always." Her voice carried a mix of amusement and resignation. "But remember, if Arav falters, I’ll be there."

Surya Nyishi: "And I’ll be there to make sure he doesn’t."

The two parted ways, the moonlight and sunlight fading from their shared space, leaving only the echo of their words hanging in the still air.