Final Chapter 40 The Secret of the Cave
In the moonlit night the mouth of that ancient Andhkaar Guha (dark cave) looked like an open black gash a wound carved into the face of the mountain. Aayush or whatever now lived inside that body stood before it. His eyes which appeared ordinary brown during the day now glowed in the darkness of the night with a deep blood crimson hue like embers of coal buried deep beneath the earth.
He raised his hand slowly and touched the cave wall. The stone was cold and rough but beneath his fingertips there was a faint pulse. A residual tremor of an ancient magic.
So it was here. It all happened right here. A voice emerged. But it was not Aayush's soft educated voice. It was a rasping doubled voice as if two souls were speaking from the same throat. One was the young Aayush. And the other was something old shattered and steeped in venom.
Flashback. That night inside the cave.
It the soul of Virbhadra had been imprisoned behind that wall for centuries. Trapped inside a void where neither time nor space existed. Only a burning hunger for revenge. Then the sounds had come. The sounds of battle. His own creation the Chhayagrasini (a witch like entity who drains age and life force) and those two. The Devanshik (a divinely blessed one who wields divine power) and the Chhayodhbhav (a nightborn entity who drains age).
He could feel their struggle. The collision of energies. And then that moment had arrived. The Chhayagrasini had shoved that girl Karishma. Her head had struck a jagged rock. And blood fresh and warm blood had splattered directly onto the very wall where he was imprisoned.
It was no ordinary blood. It carried something special. The scent of an ancient bloodline. A Tamomayi (dark practitioner) bloodline. The blood of Neelbhadra's descendants. It was the key he had been waiting for.
The spell of his imprisonment broke for a single instant. He was freed. An invisible wandering energy. But he needed a body. A body that had brushed against death and returned. A body where the door of life had not yet been fully sealed. A body that was still in the process of being empty.
And then far away on a forest road he had felt it. The spark of a young life shattering. A car accident. The name was Aayush.
Present. Outside the cave.
Aayush or Virbhadra pulled his hand away from the wall. A twisted smile stretched across his lips.
It was not easy he muttered. His doubled voice hissed through the air. Entering this body. Crushing its fading consciousness. And then convincing those idiot doctors that it was a miraculous survival. Hah.
He stepped inside the cave. That terrifying energy was gone now. Only emptiness remained. The silence after a battle with nothing left but ashes. His eyes fell upon the place where the Chhayagrasini his created offspring had met her end.
Foolish woman he spat. His voice was strange and wet. I showed her the dream of immortality. I showed her the path of sacrificing her own son. And she fell for it out of pure greed. But she forgot one thing. Every Chhayagrasini in the end is nothing but a Tamomayi's puppet. Her power was my power. And now that power lies scattered.
He stood at the center of the cave and spread his arms wide. But I can take it back. Inside a new better vessel. A body that can endure for centuries. A body that can not only drain age but control souls. Bend fate itself.
The red glow in his eyes flared brighter. And I have found that body. That Chhayodhbhav. Kiyan. A fragment of my own blood. His body holds exactly what I need. And that Devanshik lover of his Aarav. His power will simply be a bonus. A delicious bonus.
He laughed. It was the same laughter Aarav and Kiyan had heard at the cremation ground. Broken. Filled with madness. Born from the deepest darkness.
But first I have to break them. Their bond. Their foolish peace. And to do that I have to get close to them. Inside their home. Inside their family.
He tried to mold Aayush's face into that same fake innocent expression. The one that had already fooled Arushi and Bhaskar. This body has served me well. This boy Aayush. His family. His friends. His memories. All of it became useful to me. Now I can reach deep inside their world.
He stepped out of the cave and stood beneath the moonlight. He looked at his hands. Aayush's hands. He closed them into fists then opened them again.
This body has limits. It is weak. Mortal. But Kiyan's body is something else entirely. It has endured centuries of torment. It is close to immortality. And now that he has learned the truth about his mother now that he has accepted his own darkness he has become even more suitable. An empty vessel waiting to be filled with a new soul.
He gazed down the hillside toward the city where countless lights flickered in the distance.
And Aarav. That Devanshik. He is the key. Through his power alone will I gain complete control over the Chhayodhbhav's body. I just have to separate them. Break the trust between them. And then take them one by one.
He drew a long satisfied breath as if inhaling the fragrance of a coming feast.
You think you have won Kiyan. You think you have freed yourself from your mother. You think you have conquered your darkness. His voice dropped into a dangerous whisper. You have gained nothing. All you have done is clear the path for me.
He turned and cast one last glance toward the cave. Thank you my foolish creation. Your death has given me new life. And now I am coming.
He tilted his face toward the moonlight and laughed one final time. A long painful victorious laugh that echoed across the hills.
I am coming Kiyan. Aarav. Coming for you. To take your body. To take your power. And to turn every foolish happiness of yours into ashes.
And just as his laughter faded Aayush's face slipped back into that same soft polite mask. The red glow vanished from his eyes. He became an ordinary well mannered young man again as if he had merely stepped out for a late night walk.
He began descending the hillside. His steps were certain. Purposeful. Behind him the darkness of the cave settled into stillness once more. But now a new secret was buried inside it. A secret that had come alive. A secret that inside a new body was now walking toward the very people who believed their battle was over.
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