Overnight, Om became the center of the media world.
Every news channel was talking about him.
Every newspaper carried his face on the front page.
Social media was flooded with clips, edits, and discussions about the mysterious young man who had suddenly shaken the entire world.
A boy with no powerful background.
No rich family name.
No famous identity.
And yet…
He had created history.
He had discovered the world's largest and rarest Zed.
And now, people had started counting Om among the elite and the wealthy.
Girls simply couldn't stop staring at him.
To many of them, Om looked exactly like the kind of man they dreamed about — the fearless hero riding into their life like a prince straight out of a fantasy.
Meanwhile, Om's family sat together happily watching him on television.
At the same time, Anshika and her family were also glued to the news.
"I always knew this boy would one day plant his flag in the world!"
The Mayor shouted proudly while watching Om on TV.
Even Kathwani couldn't stop praising him.
But unlike everyone else…
Anshika, Seema, and Supriya weren't happy at all.
Because the news channels kept repeatedly showing two girls standing close to Om during the competition.
And that was enough to make the three girls burn with jealousy.
They already had competition between themselves…
And now two new girls had entered the battlefield too.
On the other side…
Vipul was busy working at his hideout with Adi and another unknown young man.
Vipul repeatedly moved his hands over a strange fire, trying to complete something, but judging by the exhaustion and frustration on his face, he had clearly failed many times already.
But suddenly, Adi—who had been scrolling through his phone—shouted loudly,
"Ohhhh uncle! Your son has gone viral!"
The moment Vipul heard the words your son, all his exhaustion disappeared instantly.
"What happened to my son?"
Adi burst out laughing.
"Relax, uncle! Nothing happened to him. Be happy instead. Your son created history. He found some rare Zed or something — the biggest rare Zed in the world! Everywhere you look, people are talking about Om. Everyone wants to know who he is!"
Then Adi smirked while glancing toward the other boy nearby.
"And bro, forget us… girls are crazier about him than anything else. They're literally losing their minds. You know what they're saying?"
Adi started acting dramatically.
'Oh my God, he's so handsome! Someone please introduce me to him!'
"They're behaving like complete lunatics. Some are even saying they want to become the mother of Om's children!"
Adi laughed loudly.
"Uncle, your son is more famous than all of us combined!"
Even though he was joking, the moment Vipul took the phone from Adi's hand and saw Om's face on the screen…
Everything changed.
A soft smile appeared on his face.
His eyes slowly filled with tears.
Adi noticed it immediately.
And then he realized something painful—
Vipul and Om had never actually met face to face.
Vipul didn't even know what his own son looked like.
The realization hit hard.
Quietly, Adi paused the video, zoomed in on Om's face, and gently showed it to Vipul.
"Here, uncle… look at your son properly."
After saying that, Adi walked away with a smile and sat beside the masked young man leaning against the wall nearby.
Then, in his usual playful tone, Adi said,
"Seriously though… uncle's son is insanely handsome. Even though I'm this good-looking, if that guy stood beside me, he'd steal all the attention."
Then Adi leaned closer curiously.
"But why don't you ever show your face? Come on, let me see what's behind that mask."
Immediately, the mysterious young man stopped him coldly.
"Not now."
Meanwhile…
Vipul remained frozen while staring at Om's face on the phone screen.
Slowly raising his hand, he gently touched the image of his son.
"You look like your mother… and a little like me too."
Tears rolled down his eyes.
"Just stay happy, my son."
But not everyone in the world was happy because of Om's success.
Many people had already started feeling threatened by him.
Still…
Whether they liked it or not—
Om had become famous.
After the competition ended, Om returned to the hotel with Sanaya, Indrajit, and Viraj.
After completing some formalities there, they boarded a flight the very same night and returned to Om's city.
Since Om had traveled to Delhi with Viraj, he returned to Viraj's house too because his car was still parked there.
The moment they reached home, Indrajit handed Om some important documents and sincerely thanked him.
But after that…
Om just stood silently in the middle of the hall.
Seeing him standing there so quietly, Indrajit frowned in confusion.
"What happened, Om? Is something wrong?"
Hearing that, both Sanaya and Viraj also looked at Om curiously.
Om smiled faintly, but there was sadness hidden behind it.
Then, in a soft voice, he said,
"Sir… can I ask you something? It's a little personal, so I hope you won't mind."
Indrajit smiled warmly.
"Of course, son. You can ask me anything."
Om took a slow breath before speaking.
"Why do you dislike women doing business so much? I mean… why are you unhappy about your granddaughter focusing on her own career?"
The moment he asked that question, Indrajit, Viraj, and Sanaya all looked shocked.
Indrajit already knew deep inside that he had been wrong…
But even now, he had no answer.
Seeing his silence, Om spoke seriously.
"Sir, I know I'm younger than you, so maybe I don't have the right to say this… but your granddaughter is a lioness."
His voice grew firmer.
"And never forget — even a man is born from a mother. Even Lord Krishna, one of the greatest beings in existence, was born from a woman's womb. He respected mothers, women, daughters…"
Then Om looked directly into Indrajit's eyes.
"And today, in this modern world, you're still unhappy because a girl wants to work? Is this really the tradition of the Joshi family?"
Nobody spoke.
"Your granddaughter is hardworking," Om continued calmly. "She deserves equal opportunity, just like Viraj."
Then Om stepped back slightly.
"But in the end… it's your family. Your decision. I should leave now."
And with that, Om turned and walked away.
Indrajit silently looked toward his granddaughter.
Meanwhile, Sanaya stood there watching Om leave…
And for the first time in a very long time…
Something strange stirred inside her heart.
But while waves of happiness surrounded Om's world…
Deep beneath the earth, in the terrifying depths of the underworld…
Takshak and Mahishasur were walking through caves burning with volcanic flames.
The atmosphere itself felt alive with destruction.
Annoyed, Takshak looked around and asked,
"Why have you brought us here?"
Hearing that, Mahishasur smiled respectfully and replied,
"My king… now that Badallok and the leaders of every species already know about us, they must also be preparing for war against us."
Takshak narrowed his eyes.
"And?"
Mahishasur's smile slowly turned dark.
"I believe we should destroy them… before they're ready."
Takshak stared at him strangely.
"You do think big. Now tell me something… how exactly are you planning to do that?"
Hearing the question, Mahishasur stopped in front of three massive caves.
Then slowly…
He smiled.
A terrifying smile.
"By unleashing destruction."