Every Story Needs an Ending!

Fifty years passed like leaves falling from a summer tree. The world had changed in ways no one could have predicted. 

Under the unanimous rule of one organisation, Technology flourished, nations rose and fell, humanity reached the next state of pleasant life and yet, amidst all the transformations, one thing remained constant—the unchallenged rule of the Red Sword Sovereign.

Fifty years of time changed many things in the world. Many already forgot the war of hidden families and nuclear weapons. 

The women who got married to Das also changed.

And Das.

Das stood unchanged, an eternal enigma wrapped in youth. His face, unmarred by the touch of time, remained as fresh as a young man in his prime, defying the relentless march of years. From head to toe and from skin to organs, he remained young like a teenager with dashing looks.

Yet, the world around him did not share his curse—or blessing.