It was a marvellous day. The sun shone brightly, birds chirped with energy, and the air buzzed with excitement as a group of college students prepared for their trip to the scenic Pine Forest. Everyone was thrilled—everyone except Vishwa. For him, this trip brought back memories he wished he could forget. The very mention of the Pine Forest stirred a storm within his heart.
Vishwa approached his class tutor, hoping to be excused from the journey. With quiet honesty, he explained that the forest reminded him of a personal trauma, something he wasn't ready to face again. But the tutor, assuming it was simple anxiety, dismissed his request and encouraged him to "just enjoy the moment." Left with no other choice, Vishwa reluctantly joined the group.
They arrived at a beautiful resort near the forest edge. His friends were excited, capturing photos, sharing jokes, and soaking in the fresh mountain air. Though Vishwa carried a quiet sorrow, he tried his best to participate. With their laughter as a distraction, he began to feel slightly better—if only for a while.
The following morning, the students set out into the Pine Forest. The towering trees stood like ancient sentinels, whispering with the wind. The group was eager to explore, snapping pictures and marveling at the beauty around them. However, while walking among the dense roots, a few students, including Vishwa, lost their balance and slipped. They rolled down a small cliff cushioned by pine needles, landing with surprised laughter. Luckily, no one was seriously hurt, and the incident became just another fun memory.
Later that afternoon, they hopped into jeeps for a ride up the mountain cliff. The winding trail was rugged, but the reward at the top was worth it. They gazed in awe at the panoramic view of the valleys, hills, and rivers below—like a world frozen in a painting. The adventure continued as they ventured into a 3-kilometer spring cave hidden within the cliffs. The cave glistened with underground water and glowing mineral walls, creating a surreal, dreamlike atmosphere. Their laughter echoed through the cavern as they explored its mysterious beauty.
That night, the resort came alive with celebration. A campfire burned brightly under the stars, and music played as students danced and shared stories. Some danced in their rooms, while others joined the firelight. Vishwa, though quiet, allowed himself to smile. Later, he and a few friends decided to take a short walk to explore the nearby village and town. They returned to the resort around 11 PM, tired but content.
Everyone soon retired for the night. Around 2 AM, Vishwa awoke abruptly, his chest tight, his mind haunted by a dark nightmare. Unable to shake the unease, he stepped out into the cold night and wandered back into the Pine Forest. The silence of the forest, lit faintly by moonlight, felt both comforting and eerie. He hoped the calmness of nature would soothe his restless heart.
But the peace did not last long.
Suddenly, a violent shockwave of energy split through the night sky. A brilliant flash of lightning struck the forest, and the air around him seemed to tremble. The ground beneath his feet cracked open, and before he could react, Vishwa was pulled into a swirling vortex. He screamed, but there was no sound—only blinding light and chaos.
Unknown to Vishwa, two powerful beings—Masters from another dimension—were locked in an intense battle. Their clash of energy had created a rift in space, and Vishwa had been caught in it. Now, he stood in the middle of a battle dimension, surrounded by floating islands, glowing skies, and lightning storms. The energy was overwhelming.
One of the Masters, sensing an unfamiliar presence, turned toward Vishwa. Mistaking him for a threat or a spy, the Master unleashed a forceful attack. The energy blast struck Vishwa, throwing him out of the battle zone and hurtling him through the dimensional rift once more.
This time, he crash-landed in a vast, unfamiliar farmland. The sky above was a soft lavender, the grass shimmered slightly under the twin moons. Everything felt foreign. As Vishwa slowly stood, pain shooting through his side, he looked around. There were no roads, no signs of civilization—only distant hills, strange trees, and silence.
Confused and disoriented, he tried to make sense of what had happened. The Pine Forest, his classmates, the dance party—it all felt like a dream. He was no longer in his world.
And then it hit him.
He had been transported to another dimension.
Somehow, fate had pulled him into a cosmic conflict, and now he was stranded in a land far from home. But why him? What did the universe want from a simple college student?
Though afraid, something stirred inside Vishwa—curiosity, determination, and a spark of courage.
His real journey had only just begun.
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