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Aryan resolved in his heart, "I give you my word, Mother, I will exact an account for every single blow dealt to you all. Master Kalbhairav has taught me that a true warrior is not one whose eyesight is sharp, but one whose resolve is unwavering. Tomorrow, when I step onto the battlefield, my sword shall do the talking. In every clashing echo of my blade, there will be vengeance for your agonizing cries. I had sought peace, but they burned me in the fires of chaos. Now, in this very fire, I will burn the injustices of this entire empire to ashes."
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Calming himself, Aryan tried to sense the sound of the wind through the window and thought to himself, "Father, I will pave the path so that your departed souls may find eternal peace. I have no desire to rule the capital; my only thirst is for revenge. May those who snatched away my eyes tremble in absolute terror before their deaths upon seeing this 'blind' form of mine. Aryan is returning—not as a prince, but as a terrifying doom born of your bloodline." Having said this, he calmed his mind and fell asleep.
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The Silent Return
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The next morning, at sunrise, all the students lined up in formation. Jafar, Nila, and their friends were laughing and mocking among themselves.
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Jafar: (In a sarcastic tone) "I hear our 'cowardly' prince has returned from the jungle? Without eyes, will he even hold a sword, or will he use his staff to beg for alms?"
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Right at that moment, the sound of someone approaching echoed from a distance. Every single stride was immensely confident and rhythmic. When Aryan came into view, the entire training ground fell dead silent. He was clad in that majestic royal attire, carrying that peculiar, special sword on his back, and his eyes were covered with the white bandage. His long hair fluttered in the wind. Aryan stopped precisely in front of his own squad. He did not stray even an inch to the left or right, looking as though he could see everything clearly.
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Nila: (In utter disbelief) "Aryan! You... how did you manage to come and stand right here? You can't even see!"
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Aryan: "Eyes are needed to see only by those who harbor fear in their hearts. I now listen to the wind and feel the vibrations of the earth. And as for traitors like you, the stench of your betrayal can be smelled from afar."
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Nila: "I am truly sorry, Aryan. I had no idea things would turn out like this, otherwise, I would never have done it."
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Jafar: (Angrily stepping right into Aryan's face) "You insolent wretch! How dare you speak with such arrogance? A month ago, you were rolling in the dust beneath my feet. Today, I will send you right back there."
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Jafar reached to draw his sword, but at that exact moment, Trainer Hridoy entered the arena. He stopped dead in his tracks upon seeing Aryan. Observing Aryan's body language, Hridoy immediately sensed that this boy was not the same Aryan from before. An invisible aura of power seemed to emanate from his surroundings.
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Hridoy: "This is not a battlefield, and fighting is strictly prohibited here. Ten days from now, on the examination field, we shall see who holds real power. Now, everyone, move to our training area."
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The Hidden Volcanic Fury
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Everyone set off toward their destination. Aryan thought to himself, "I must not let anyone know about my true strength just yet. I need to keep my capabilities concealed."
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Upon reaching the training center, Hridoy lined everyone up and addressed them, "Your examination is in the next ten days. First, there will be a clash among all the squads of our kingdom. The best squad selected from there will advance to the final evaluation. In that final trial, the top squads from four other kingdoms will compete alongside ours. That competition will be hosted in another kingdom. If we can emerge victorious there, it will bring immense glory to our realm. Therefore, our ultimate goal is to win there. Since Jafar is the finest warrior in our squad, I will only provide special training to him. The rest of you may practice on your own. Take rest today, the core work begins tomorrow."
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Everyone began dispersing to their respective quarters. With a malicious grin, Jafar deliberately shoved Aryan hard as he walked past him.
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Jafar: "Did you hear that? Even the trainer knows who the real hero of this squad is. You are just a member in name only. Go to that corner and play with the dust, training is meant for the grown-ups."
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Aryan said nothing. He remained completely still, staring toward the direction where Jafar had gone. Seeing his silence, Nila stepped forward, filled with a sense of guilt.
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Nila: (In a low voice) "Aryan, don't mind Jafar's words. He is far too arrogant. I know you have changed compared to before, but..."
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Aryan: (In a deep, solemn voice) "But what, Nila? Do you mean to say I am still no match for Jafar? Remember, the depth of a calm ocean cannot be measured from the surface. You all see the spark in Jafar's sword, but none of you know about the volcano brewing inside me."
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Nila felt intimidated by the sheer intensity of Aryan's invisible gaze. Aryan entered his small room and sat cross-legged on the floor. Sighing deeply, he looked down at his hands.
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Aryan: (Thinking to himself) "By focusing his training on Jafar, Sir Hridoy is inviting danger upon himself and the kingdom. However, this works well for me. While everyone is preoccupied with Jafar, I will sharpen my own special techniques. The 'Shadow Sword' and the 'Velocity of Wind'—if I can perfect the fusion of these two forces, Jafar will see nothing but my shadow on the battlefield ten days from now. No, I must not display my full power just yet. Hiding my strength is my greatest weapon right now. When I strike with my sword, let there be only the sound of thunder, and not a whisper before."
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The True Spirit of a Warrior
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The following morning, while Jafar was learning advanced swordsmanship under Trainer Hridoy, Aryan was practicing all alone on a distant mountain slope. He wasn't using any sword; he was merely trying to alter the direction of the wind with his hand gestures. Catching sight of him from afar, Jafar smirked and mocked him.
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Jafar: "Look at him, Sir Hridoy! He seems to have lost his mind. Flailing his arms and legs around without a sword. Is he going to fight in a war or put on a dance performance?"
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Hridoy: (Disappointedly) "Do not waste your focus on him, Jafar. Your objective should be to defeat the warriors of the other four kingdoms. Do not squander your time looking at weaklings like Aryan."
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Aryan heard everything, but a mysterious smile played upon his lips. Standing in the middle of the field, Jafar unleashed a heavy strike with his massive sword, splitting a huge wooden post into two clean pieces. Trainer Hridoy clapped and cheered him on.
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Unable to contain her curiosity, Nila walked up to Aryan and said, "Aryan, are you really going to practice all alone like this? Sir isn't paying any attention to you at all. If you want, I can show you some basic moves."
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Aryan was focusing intently on a single leaf of a tree. Without turning his face toward Nila, he replied, "Wars can be won with basic moves, Nila, but history cannot be written with them. There is fire in Jafar's sword, true, but there is no tranquility in his mind. He fights for his vanity, while I fight for the truth."
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Nila: "But you don't even have a weapon in your hand! How are you going to stop Jafar's sword empty-handed?"
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Aryan now turned his blind gaze toward Nila. His expression was remarkably serene. Picking up a dry, slender twig from the ground, he said, "Merely holding a weapon does not make one a warrior, Nila. A warrior resides within the soul. This dry twig is more than enough for me, as long as I can perceive the vibrations of the wind."
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Failing to comprehend any of it, Nila walked away. She assumed that perhaps out of sheer humiliation, Aryan had lost his mental stability.
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