Rahat suddenly teleports into an unknown place—it feels like a domain.
He says to himself "I know i was covered with that mysterious light that was absorbing my life essence brutally. Then how can i come here ?"
A mysterious energy surrounds him. It looks still… but at the same time, it's flowing—illusory, impossible to grasp.
Not only that—Rahat realizes his spirit partner isn't here with him.
He feels hopeless. Powerless.
Suddenly, a voice echoes—
"Look behind you."
Rahat turns.
The Strange Man stands there.
Rahat instantly takes a fighting stance.
"I have nothing… but I can't give up so easily. If I have to die like this, then I'll die—no matter what."
The Strange Man smiles.
"No need to fight. Our fight is over… and you win."
Rahat shocked and ask "how?"
His voice trembles.
"What is happening here?"
The Strange Man replies calmly,
"It's a zero-dimensional capsule. From here, the realm of death is connected. If we go through it… we will reach the death realm.Also it's a path way where the time is 0 means no future no past exist here"
Rahat cries out,
"No… I can't die like this! I want to live with Prapti more. I want to tell about the confession of Sumaya."
The Strange Man shakes his head slightly.
"It's not you who died. Also—the one I brought here during our fight is your alternate soul ."
Rahat still doesn't understand.
"…Why?"
The Strange Man looks at him, his expression unreadable.
"Because I want to tell you about my past.
If you listen… you'll understand why I brought you
In the past—
A beautiful morning.
Birds are singing.
The Strange Man walks toward his school.
He knows no one is waiting for him there.
No friends. No one who cares.
Yet… he is still happy.
Because he believes—if he gets a good score, everyone will praise him.
And today… is result day.
He is confident.
He knows he will stand at the top.
But when he arrives…
He sees it.
He failed.
Not because of his answers—
…but because of his name.
He doesn't even have one.
No one ever gave him a name.
Not his mother. Not his father.
Silence… then laughter.
Not just the students—
even the teachers laugh at him.
He wants to disappear.
He can't bear the humiliation.
And it's not the first time.
He has always been insulted… because of his parents.
Tears fall.
He runs.
Faster… and faster… until everything blurs.
And then—he cries out,
"What did I do…?
What was my mistake…?
If I did nothing wrong… then why… why…?"
He came home… but he didn't know what he was supposed to do anymore.
Suddenly—
Slap.
A sharp sound echoed across the room as his head snapped to the side.
It was his mother.
"You failed… you wasted kid."
Her words cut deeper than the strike.
The door creaked open again. His father stumbled in, reeking of alcohol, his steps unstable, his eyes heavy and cold.
"Stop wasting your energy on a waste kid," he muttered.
His mother turned, anger blazing in her eyes.
"Everything is your fault—useless husband… and a useless father."
Something snapped.
In a burst of rage, his father lunged forward, grabbing her violently.
"You unworthy wife! Good for nothing! I drink with my money—not yours!"
Their voices clashed.
Their anger collided.
The house, once meant to be a home, turned into a battlefield.
And in the middle of it—
He stood there.
Frozen.
Broken.
The Strange Man lowered his head, his voice trembling.
"This… this is my family…"
Tears slowly rolled down his cheeks.
"From the very beginning of my life… I had no support. No one to show me the path… no one to guide me…"
His fists clenched as his voice cracked.
"Is this… what the gods truly gave to their creation…?"
The weight of everything crushed him.
And then—
Darkness.
He fell into a deep sleep… without even realizing when.
⸻
When his eyes opened again, everything had changed.
He stood on a path.
A long… endless path.
Everything was yellow.
The ground beneath him.
The air around him.
Even the light itself felt… yellow.
There were no trees.
No wind.
No sound.
No life.
Just a straight path stretching into infinity.
He began to walk.
Step by step.
Slowly, he lifted his gaze—
The sky.
It too was yellow… unnatural… silent.
Clouds drifted above him, but they didn't feel real. They felt… watching.
He whispered to himself,
"Where am I…?
Why does this feeling feel so strange…?"
Then—
The clouds began to move.
Not randomly.
Not naturally.
They twisted… merged… reshaped themselves—until they formed words across the sky.
A single sentence.
A voice without sound.
⸻
"All creatures and all creation that I have made… exist for a purpose."
"And for that purpose… you will become one of the greatest."
"This is not because you were chosen…"
"It is because you are writing your own fate."
"I grant you my blessing—"
"The Domain of Knowledge."
"In this domain… you shall gain every knowledge, every truth, every answer you seek."
⸻
His eyes widened.
His voice trembled as he shouted into the endless yellow sky—
"Who are you…?!"
Silence.
The clouds stopped moving.
No answer came.
No presence remained.
Only stillness.
And then—
His eyes snapped open.
But he wasn't home.
He was somewhere else.
A forest.
A breathtaking… beautiful forest.
Sunlight filtered through countless leaves, dancing gently across the ground.
But something was… different.
As he looked closer—
Every single leaf…
Had something written on it.
Tiny symbols.
Hidden meanings.
Secrets.
It was as if the entire forest was alive with knowledge—
Waiting.
Watching.
Calling him.
He searched deeper, looking for clues—anything that could explain this strange place.
Then—
A voice.
Soft… playful… unfamiliar.
A girl's voice.
It echoed gently through the forest as it approached him.
"Are you lonely here… like me?
Do you want to play with me?"
He froze.
Not out of fear.
But because of her.
She was… beautiful.
Long white hair flowed down her back, the ends fading into a soft silver glow.
Her purple eyes shimmered with mischief and curiosity.
And on her lips rested a playful, innocent smile.
For a moment—
Time stopped.
The Strange Man couldn't move.
Couldn't speak.
Couldn't even breathe properly.
She tilted her head, confused by his silence, and slowly stepped closer—trying to understand why he had frozen like that.
But just as she reached out—
He vanished.
⸻
His eyes snapped open.
Back to reality.
Back to his broken home.
He looked around, breathing heavily.
"This… all of this… was just a dream…"
But…
That girl.
That beauty.
And more than anything—
The way she spoke to him.
So gently.
So sweetly.
Something stirred deep within his heart.
Something he had never felt before.
Then suddenly—
His eyes began to glow.
A strange energy surged through his body.
He could feel it.
His mana…
Awakening.
Flowing through every vein, every nerve, every part of his existence.
A slow smile formed on his face.
"Finally…"
"I can do everything now."
"I can walk my own path…
and do whatever I want."
He laughed.
A quiet laugh at first—
Then something darker.
⸻
Days passed.
He stopped going to school.
The world he once knew no longer mattered.
Instead, he devoted himself entirely to his power.
Mana.
Magic.
Control.
He learned how to channel it through his body.
How to sharpen it.
How to turn it into something deadly.
He was no longer the same boy.
⸻
One day—
His mother found out.
"You didn't go to school?!"
Slap.
Again.
"You useless brat, you—"
Before she could finish—
A blade of mana pierced through her neck.
Silence.
She dropped instantly.
Lifeless.
He looked at her coldly.
"Enough of all of you…"
"Now… it's my time to shine."
⸻
He stepped outside.
Toward the village.
His village.
The place that had given him nothing but pain.
He found his father first.
And killed him.
Without hesitation.
Without emotion.
Then—
One by one—
He began to slaughter everyone.
Slowly.
Brutally.
A cruelty so unbearable… no one could endure it.
The animals fell silent.
The trees themselves seemed to fold their leaves—
as if refusing to witness the horror.
Screams filled the air.
Loud.
Desperate.
Endless.
But that day—
No one came to save them.
⸻
The next day—
A group of guards arrived to collect taxes.
But the village…
Was gone.
Reduced to ashes.
Burned.
Destroyed.
Silent.
They looked around in disbelief.
"Who could have done something this brutal…?"
Then—
Someone appeared in the distance.
Staggering toward them.
At first glance—
He looked like a monster.
Burned skin.
Deep cuts.
A horrifying appearance.
But it was not a monster.
It was a boy.
The same boy who had bullied the Strange Man the most.
He tried to speak—
But no words came.
His tongue had been cut off.
He was coming for help.
But the soldiers misunderstood.
They saw only a creature… not a victim.
"This must be the criminal."
They chained him.
And took him away—
To face absolute punishment.
⸻
Far away—
Standing in the shadows—
The Strange Man watched everything unfold.
Silently.
Calmly.
A faint smile crossed his face.
"This is wrong…
This village raised me.
But they never saw me as one of them.
So why should I care… if they burn with the rest?
From this day… my path is mine."
"And since no one ever gave me a name…"
He turned away, disappearing into the unknown.
"I will name myself…"
"Strange Man…"
After several years…
The Strange Man sat calmly inside a luxurious mansion, casually eating from a golden plate as if he owned the place.
Around him, the scene told a different story.
A heavily built man—the owner of the house—lay on the floor, his body bruised and broken, barely able to move. Scattered across the room, ten… maybe twenty muscular guards lay in the same condition, all defeated without resistance.
The rich man coughed, forcing his voice out through pain.
"Why… why are you doing this…? I gave you a loan. You should have paid it back—with interest. Wasn't that the law?"
The Strange Man didn't respond immediately.
He took another bite. Chewed. Swallowed.
Only after finishing the meal did he slowly look down at the man.
"Law…?"
He let out a quiet sigh.
"Funny… hearing that from someone who never followed it."
His eyes grew colder.
"You built this kingdom of yours by crushing the poor. You betrayed everyone who trusted you… didn't you?"
The man stayed silent.
Not out of guilt—
but because he didn't feel any.
After a moment, he muttered weakly,
"This world works like that… the strong rule. What can I—"
Before he could finish—
The Strange Man appeared beside him in an instant.
His hand gripped the man's head.
After several years…
The Strange Man sat calmly inside a luxurious mansion, casually eating from a golden plate as if he owned the place.
Around him, the scene told a different story.
A heavily built man—the owner of the house—lay on the floor, his body bruised and broken, barely able to move. Scattered across the room, ten… maybe twenty muscular guards lay in the same condition, all defeated without resistance.
The rich man coughed, forcing his voice out through pain.
"Why… why are you doing this…? I gave you a loan. You should have paid it back—with interest. Wasn't that the law?"
The Strange Man didn't respond immediately.
He took another bite. Chewed. Swallowed.
Only after finishing the meal did he slowly look down at the man.
"Law…?"
He let out a quiet sigh.
"Funny… hearing that from someone who never followed it."
His eyes grew colder.
"You built this kingdom of yours by crushing the poor. You betrayed everyone who trusted you… didn't you?"
The man stayed silent.
Not out of guilt—
but because he didn't feel any.
After a moment, he muttered weakly,
"This world works like that… the strong rule. What can I—"
Before he could finish—
The Strange Man appeared beside him in an instant.
His hand gripped the man's head.
It tightened.
"Then," he said calmly, "by your logic… I should have ruled over you."
A crushing pressure filled the air.
Then—silence.
He released the lifeless body as if it meant nothing.
"…What a waste of time."
He glanced at the empty plate.
"…Still. Thanks for the meal."
And he walked away.
⸻
Some time later…
In a quiet field, under a pale sky, the Strange Man bent down and gently picked a pure white flower.
For a moment—
his cold expression softened.
A faint blush touched his face.
"…Can I go there again?"
As if responding to his thoughts—
a portal silently appeared before him.
Invisible to the world.
His lips curved slightly.
"Oh… so I can enter anytime."
He stepped through.
Inside the hidden domain…
He walked slowly, almost nervously—something completely unlike him.
His mind drifted.
Her smile…
"Why does it stay in my head like this…?"
Suddenly—
Two soft hands covered his eyes from behind.
His body tensed instantly.
"Who the hell is—"
He turned.
And froze.
Time itself seemed to stop.
It was her.
The girl smiled gently, her eyes shining.
"You come… for me?"
He couldn't speak.
For the first time in years—
words abandoned him.
Her gaze shifted to the flower in his hand.
Her eyes widened with pure wonder.
"Wow… it's so beautiful. Is that… for me?"
He slowly nodded.
And handed it to her.
She held it carefully, like something precious beyond words.
Then he asked quietly,
"…Don't you even know what that is?"
She shook her head.
"No… I have never seen anything like this."
Her smile faded slightly.
"I… can't leave this place. All I have ever seen… are these trees."
Her voice trembled.
Tears began to fall.
He watched her—confused.
Lost.
He didn't understand the feeling in his chest.
Suddenly—
a small leaf fell from above… landing on his head.
He looked up.
Then back at her.
And something clicked.
A rare, genuine smile appeared on his face.
"I… can take you out of here."
Her eyes widened.
"Really…? How?"
Hope filled her expression.
He stepped closer.
His voice steady—
"By making you… my spirit partner."
For a second, she just stared at him.
Then—
She smiled brighter than ever…
And hugged him tightly.
After some time…
The Strange Man stood in front of her, his expression unusually serious.
Slowly, he began casting a spell.
A glowing magic circle formed beneath her feet, intricate patterns spinning with soft light. The air trembled slightly as the ritual began.
He raised his hand… ready to draw blood.
But suddenly—
He stopped.
His hand froze mid-air.
"…Was I doing the right thing…?" he muttered quietly.
For a moment, silence filled the space.
Then he looked at her face.
Her innocent eyes… her soft smile…
He lowered his hand.
"…Maybe I should bring all the beautiful things here," he said slowly.
"You don't need to go to that world… the world where I live."
She tilted her head.
"Why?"
He turned his gaze away.
"…Because that world isn't good. It's corrupted."
His voice grew heavier.
"And the path I'm walking… doesn't have a good ending. I think… it's a path I have to walk alone."
For a second, she stayed quiet.
Then—
She smiled.
"A world where loneliness is your only partner…" she said softly.
"No joy… no fun… just passing time…"
Her eyes trembled slightly.
"I'm from that kind of world."
She looked around the endless domain.
"I've been living here… for centuries."
Then she looked back at him.
"But the person who came here for the first time…"
"The person who gave me hope for the first time…"
Her voice became warmer.
"Isn't it beautiful to explore everything? Happiness… pain… everything with him?"
She stepped closer.
"And honestly… a world without you now…"
Her smile softened.
"…feels like nothingness."
He froze.
Completely.
Their eyes met—
And in that moment, they both understood.
They felt the same.
Two drops of tears slowly fell from his eyes.
Without another word—
He cut his finger.
A drop of blood fell onto the magic circle.
The spell reacted instantly.
Light burst around them as the ritual completed.
A glowing mark appeared on her neck—delicate, radiant—
Then slowly faded away.
The spirit bond was formed.
She didn't hesitate.
She hugged him tightly.
And together—
For the first time—
They stepped out of the domain.
⸻
After some days…
She looked around, confused.
Endless sand stretched in every direction.
"…Why were we here?" she asked.
"This place isn't beautiful at all…"
The Strange Man smiled slightly.
"We were here for a mission."
He turned away.
"Now, I'm going to complete it. You stay here."
Her expression changed instantly.
"I'm not afraid."
She frowned—clearly angry.
He looked at her… and smirked.
"You know… you're even cuter when you're angry."
Her face turned red.
So did his.
Without saying anything else—
He left.
⸻
Not far away—
A group of men dragged a heavy cage filled with gold coins across the sand.
With them were two children—a boy and a girl.
The girl looked weak… sick.
The boy struggled, trying his best.
"I can work!" the boy cried.
"Please… don't hurt my sister! She's sick!"
One of the men lashed him with a whip.
"Shut up and work!"
Suddenly—
A figure appeared.
Within moments—
The men began to fall, one after another.
Effortless. Silent.
The masked man walked closer to the children.
The boy immediately stepped in front of the girl, holding a small stick with trembling hands.
"Don't come closer!" he shouted.
"Don't you dare touch my sister!"
The man stopped.
Then slowly removed his mask.
It was the Strange Man.
He looked at the boy calmly.
"Kid… why are you ready to lose your life for her… when she isn't even your biological sister?"
The boy didn't answer.
The Strange Man sighed.
"…Whatever. Come behind me. I'm here to save you."
The boy hesitated.
He didn't trust him.
But when he noticed the healing potions—
His eyes changed.
For his sister's sake—
He chose to believe.
⸻
At that exact moment—
A drunk man stumbled into the area, barely able to stand.
As usual, he collapsed on the ground.
Right in the middle of the aftermath.
Soon after—
Royal guards arrived for patrol.
They saw the scene.
The defeated bandits.
The unconscious man lying among them.
They misunderstood everything.
"A hero…?" one of them whispered.
They carried the drunk man away—
Taking him to the royal family.
⸻
From a distance—
The Strange Man watched everything.
Silently.
Then—
He disappeared.
As if he had never been there.
Because nothing that happened… was a coincidence.
It was all part of his plan.
⸻
After some months…
The same man—
Who was once drunk and useless—
Had now become the king.
And on that very day—
The Strange Man attacked the kingdom.
Effortlessly overpowering everything—
He forced the king onto his side.
Inside his mind, he spoke calmly:
"The time… the place… none of it was coincidence."
A faint smile appeared.
"…Everything went exactly as I planned."