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Surya was once a weak, bullied schoolboy—until the night he was stabbed and left for dead in the depths of the forest. But fate had other plans. Rescued by Aditya, a mysterious and battle-hardened warrior, Surya’s journey of survival turned into something far greater. Three weeks of brutal training in the wilderness forged him into something unrecognizable. When he returns to the world, he is no longer the helpless boy they once tormented—he is Stranger X.

But the world has changed. A virus spreads like wildfire, transforming humans into monstrous creatures known as Wormen—beasts of immense strength, driven by an insatiable hunger for flesh. As chaos engulfs society, Surya and Aditya form the Strangers, an elite force of warriors determined to fight back. Each member, from Stranger A to Stranger Z, carries a past of pain and vengeance, united under one cause: survival.

As the battles grow deadlier, Surya unravels dark truths—the Wormen are not mindless beasts, and someone is pulling the strings from the shadows. The origins of the virus are tied to a sinister past, one that threatens to consume humanity itself.

With each confrontation, the line between man and monster blurs. Sacrifices will be made. Blood will be spilled. And in the end, only the strongest wills shall remain.

The world will soon know the name of Stranger X.

The war has begun.

STRANGER "The Scream That Never End "

Episode 6: The Hellish Training Begins

The dense forest stood silent, save for the ragged breathing of Surya. His wounds had begun healing, but his body still trembled from exhaustion. Aditya stood in front of him, his piercing eyes showing no sympathy.

"You want to live? Then fight!" Aditya's voice roared as he threw a sharp wooden staff towards Surya. It barely missed his face, cutting his cheek. Surya's fists clenched. "This world doesn't need weaklings," Aditya continued coldly. "You either become stronger or die forgotten."

Surya's training was merciless. He was forced to fight Aditya barehanded, each blow sending him tumbling to the ground. He learned to dodge, but hesitation earned him bruises. His body screamed for rest, but rest was a luxury he no longer had.

The forest became his battleground, the creatures his teachers. He chased down wild animals, learning agility and patience. He climbed trees with bleeding hands, strengthening his grip. He ran through thorn-covered paths, ignoring the pain. The boy who once trembled in fear was fading, replaced by something else.

"Three weeks," Aditya murmured, watching Surya push his body beyond limits. "Let's see if you survive till then."

Days turned into nights, weeks passed. Surya no longer looked like the weak schoolboy who was left to die. His body had changed—lean but muscular, his reflexes sharper. The hunger, the cold, the pain... all became mere obstacles.

One night, during an intense sparring session, Aditya grinned for the first time. Surya had dodged his strike perfectly and countered with enough force to shake him. "Not bad," Aditya smirked. "You're no longer prey."

Surya wiped the sweat from his brow, his breath steady despite exhaustion. "I won't be weak again."

The final test came when Aditya led Surya to a beast—twice his size, muscles rippling under its fur. A lone predator, hunting in the night.

Surya didn't hesitate. He lunged, dodging the beast's claws, striking at its weak spots. A battle of instinct and survival. Minutes later, the beast fell, lifeless.

Surya stood victorious, blood dripping from his fists.

Aditya chuckled. "Now, you're ready."

Surya had barely finished his training when they heard the news. The virus... the city... everything had changed. People were no longer just people.

"The world doesn't wait for you to be ready," Aditya said, his eyes dark. "It just keeps moving. If you want to see what's left of your home, we leave now."

When they arrived, the city was unrecognizable.

Buildings burned, streets were littered with bodies—some dead, some moving in unnatural jerks. The infected were everywhere, their eyes void of reason, their bodies twisted with hunger. The air was thick with screams, the scent of blood suffocating.

A woman cried for help as an infected lunged at her. Surya reacted instantly. His movements were precise, brutal—snapping bones, severing muscles. But the infected didn't stop.

Aditya pulled Surya back as the creature regenerated, standing again as if nothing had happened. "They heal..." Surya murmured. "How do we kill them?"

Then he saw it. One infected—its chest pierced, its body motionless.

"The heart..." Surya whispered. "It's their weakness."

The battle changed. Surya and Aditya fought like warriors, striking only when necessary, piercing hearts and watching the infected collapse for good. Blood coated Surya's clothes, but he didn't care.

At the end of it all, he stood atop a building, the ruined city stretching before him. He pulled his mask over his face, his long hair covering one eye.

"From today, I am a stranger to this world," he whispered. "A shadow that will protect them all."

The beginning of 1st strike ( real start)