Life in Town – The Beginning of a New Journey

After the exams, Krish and Kishore settled into the bustling town outside Astralis Academy. The town was a melting pot of merchants, adventurers, and aspiring magic users. Krish, despite not joining the academy, found work as a sparring partner at a local training hall, using his brute strength to teach combat techniques to warriors who lacked magical talent. Kishore, meanwhile, began his studies at the academy, training under the Abyssal Hand while navigating the complex hierarchy of students.

Every evening, the brothers would meet at a small inn near the academy's gates, sharing their experiences. Krish, though proud of his brother, felt a growing unease. The more he learned about the academy's hidden politics, the more he feared for Kishore's safety.

Krish also spent time moving among the common folk of the town. Some respected him for his raw strength and resilience, while others dismissed him as a magicless outcast. Yet, through interactions with commoners like Theo and Mira, he began to see the struggles of ordinary people—how they were treated as lesser by those with noble blood and powerful magic. The injustice of it all reminded him of his father's fate.

The memories of his father's brutal death never left his mind. Each day, he recalled the cruelty of the Royal Palace, the way they discarded his father as if he were nothing. Revenge was no longer just a thought—it was a promise. But Krish knew he had to be patient. Unlike Kishore, who was gifted with overwhelming magic, Krish had to forge his own strength through sheer determination.

A Deadly Guild Task – The Forsaken Abyss

Kishore's rise within the Abyssal Hand did not go unnoticed. His rapid control over shadow magic, his ability to consume and nullify spells—many in the guild saw him as a prodigy, while others viewed him as a threat. To test his limits, the guild sent him and a team of four others on a dangerous mission: Investigate the ruins of the Forsaken Abyss.

The Forsaken Abyss was an ancient battlefield where cursed spirits and remnants of forbidden magic thrived. The land was so corrupted that even the strongest magic users feared stepping inside. Many believed this task was designed to either kill Kishore or push him beyond his limits.

His team consisted of:

Dante Falken – A shadow magic user who distrusted Kishore but acknowledged his strength.

Mira Thorne – The team's healer, nervous about the mission but determined to help.

Ezra Quinn – An earth mage with protective barriers, assigned to provide defense.

Talia Draven – A sound mage who specialized in tracking and detecting hidden dangers.

As they ventured deeper, whispers filled the air. The ground pulsed with dark energy. Suddenly, a monstrous entity emerged—a Wraith Titan, an ancient creature that devoured magic itself.

Spells thrown at it dissolved before impact. The team's magic drained rapidly, their energy fading with each passing second.

Kishore, breathing heavily, realized they were trapped. "It's absorbing everything! We have to—"

Before he could finish, the creature lashed out, sending Ezra and Mira flying into the ruins.

Krish's Arrival – The Unstoppable Force

Far away, Krish felt a shiver down his spine. He had followed Kishore's mission details, knowing something wasn't right. He sprinted through the forest, his mind set on one thing—saving his brother.

As he reached the Forsaken Abyss, he saw the chaos unfold—the Wraith Titan towering over his brother, the others collapsing from exhaustion.

Krish didn't think. He moved.

With a battle cry that shook the air, he launched himself at the Titan. No magic. No divine power. Just sheer, monstrous strength.

The Wraith Titan turned, sensing no magic from him—but that was its mistake.

Krish's fist connected with a sickening crunch. The creature screeched, its form rippling, destabilizing. The impact was so powerful that the very air cracked like thunder. The Titan staggered, confused, as Krish grabbed its arm and tore it clean off.

The battle was far from over. The Titan regenerated rapidly, each time shifting its form to counter Krish's attacks. Kishore and the others, now recovering, watched in awe as Krish dodged its deadly strikes with precision, adapting mid-fight. His movements were primal, instinctive—almost terrifying.

With a final, devastating blow, Krish shattered the Titan's core. The battlefield fell silent.

Dante, still panting, muttered, "That… that wasn't magic. What the hell are you?"

Krish wiped the blood from his knuckles. "The man who's going to change everything."

Kishore smirked. "Looks like you saved me this time."

Krish exhaled. "I'll always be there when you need me."

But deep inside, Krish knew—this was only the beginning. His strength was growing. His vengeance was near.