Ninefold_Sage

The world you know is a lie.

Veer was born in the slums, mocked for his weak spirit, destined to be nothing. But when he awakens the Vajra Fragments, the truth unravels—he’s not just a warrior. He’s a living key to an ancient power that should not exist.

The prestigious Jyotirlinga Academy claims to train the strongest, but beneath its walls lies a secret: those with Vajra Fragments are not trained… they are sacrificed.

But the biggest lie?

The Vajra was never destroyed—it became a person.

The world already ended once—now, it's just an illusion.

And the ones pulling the strings? They have been waiting for him.


When betrayal shatters his reality, Veer must forge his own path—through lost temples, ancient wars, and a hidden truth that could burn the heavens themselves.

In a world built on deception, will he break free… or become its greatest weapon?


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Ashes of the Vajra

The guardian's violet flames cast eerie shadows across the temple ruins. Veer stood frozen, his mind still reeling from the visions. His breathing was shallow, his fingers trembling around the glowing Mantra Core.

The words echoed in his skull like a forgotten truth clawing its way back to the surface.

The guardian moved, its towering form shifting with unnatural grace. The broken chains that once bound it disintegrated into embers, and its hollow gaze fixed solely on Veer.

"Veer, we need to go. Now!" Riya's voice was sharp with urgency, but Veer barely heard her.

Something deep inside him recognized this creature. Not as an enemy, but as a remnant of something long lost.

The guardian raised a clawed hand, and the temple shook as ancient runes flared to life. A test. This was a test.

And some reckless part of him decided he was done running.

The guardian's flames surged toward him, roaring like a tidal wave of fire. But Veer didn't flinch.

The moment the flames touched him, the Mantra Core in his hands cracked open—not breaking, but awakening. A sudden surge of heat shot up Veer's arm, his veins burning with Jyotir Flames—flames that should have been impossible for someone like him to wield.

But he wasn't just an Ashborn, was he?

A golden glow erupted from his palm, colliding with the violet inferno. Sparks and embers clashed midair, sending shockwaves through the ruins.

A low, guttural hum vibrated through the air—approval.

Veer's heart pounded. He looked down at his hands, where threads of golden flame danced between his fingers. His mind flashed to the old stories of the Vajra's power—flames that could burn through illusions, revealing the truth hidden beneath.

He wasn't supposed to have this power.

Riya's voice cut through his thoughts. "Veer, we need to move before—"

A second growl echoed from the darkness.

Veer turned sharply. The guardian had stopped attacking, but something else stirred beyond the temple ruins. Something worse.

Riya's eyes widened. "We're not the only ones looking for the Vajra's truth."

The air around them grew cold. A shadow slithered through the broken pillars, its form shifting unnaturally.

Veer clenched his fists, the golden flames flickering in his hands.

He had more questions than answers. But one thing was certain—

The real battle had only just begun.

Chapter 10: Awakening the Forgotten Flame