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The world was quiet as Chirag walked down the long path, carrying Siya in his arms. The fire-lit sky of the demon realm had grown dim, the wind was cold, and not a single creature dared to come near him. Even the flames from the lava rivers seemed to lower themselves, like the entire realm was mourning with him.
Chirag's face was calm, but his heart was screaming.
He walked for hours—maybe days—never stopping, never resting. He passed through demon villages and cities, each one turning silent as he passed. The demons who once mocked him now watched with fear and awe. The weak human boy who once had nothing… now carried power that felt like the gods themselves.
But Chirag didn't care about power.
He only wanted Siya back.
When he reached the edge of the demon realm, the land where the demon and human worlds touched, he found an old healer who lived alone in a cave.
"I need you to help her," Chirag said, laying Siya gently on a stone bed.
The healer looked at the girl, then back at Chirag. Her eyes were wide with fear. "She… she's gone," she said softly. "This body has no life left."
"She gave me her power," Chirag whispered. "There must be a way to give it back."
The healer shook her head slowly. "Even with her power inside you, bringing someone back from death… that's not something demons or humans can do. Not even most rulers."
Chirag stared at the ground. His fists clenched. His body shook.
He had power now. Enough to destroy a ruler with one blow. But he still couldn't save her?
"What about gods?" he asked quietly. "Can they bring someone back?"
The healer hesitated. "Maybe. The top god… the one above all… he might have that power. But no one can reach him. No one dares. Not even the rulers."
"I will," Chirag said without blinking.
The healer was silent. She didn't argue.
Chirag looked at Siya's face one more time, then wrapped her body carefully in a thick black cloth. He placed her inside a crystal coffin the healer had once used for ancient magical creatures—freezing her body in time.
"I'll come back for you," he whispered. "I promise."
Then, he left.
From that moment on, Chirag changed.
He was no longer the broken boy abandoned by his family. No longer the weak child saved by a demon girl.
He was something else now—something feared.
He traveled from village to village, town to town, hunting down every powerful being he could find. Demons, rulers, even corrupt gods who had left the heavens. He challenged them, fought them, and defeated them—absorbing their power with every kill.
People started whispering his name in fear.
"The Human Demon."
"The One Who Defied Death."
"The Monster with Love in His Eyes."
Chirag didn't care what they called him. He didn't want to rule. He didn't want revenge—not yet. He wanted one thing: to become strong enough to force the gods to listen.
But something dark was growing inside him.
With each kill, he grew colder. Stronger, yes—but more distant. The voice of Siya still echoed in his mind sometimes, like a warm breeze in the cold night. "This isn't who you are," she would say. "You have a good heart." But her voice grew fainter as time passed.
One day, Chirag returned to the human village where he was born.
He walked in calmly. The villagers were older now, but they recognized him immediately. Fear filled their eyes. Some dropped to their knees, begging. Others grabbed weapons in desperation. They had once left him to die—and now, they were standing in front of a man who could destroy the sky.
Chirag didn't speak.
He just looked at their faces. His mother. His father. The elder who told them to abandon him.
They trembled under his gaze.
And then, one of them threw a knife at him.
That was the last mistake they ever made.
Chirag's eyes turned dark, and in one second, fire covered the village. He didn't stop until every building turned to ash, every tree burned, and not a single sound was left except the wind.
He stood in the middle of the ruins, breathing heavily.
"What have I become…?" he whispered.
But then, he remembered Siya.
"I'm doing this for you," he told himself. "For your life. For our promise."
He continued his journey. After two years of training and battle, Chirag had grown beyond imagination. The land was nearly silent now. Ninety-five percent of the world's population had vanished—either from his attacks or fleeing from his path.
That's when the gods finally noticed him.
One day, as Chirag stood alone in the mountains, a glowing portal opened in the sky. Two gods stepped through, their eyes calm, their hands raised in peace.
"Chirag," one of them said, "The Top God wants to meet you."
Chirag didn't move. "Is he ready to bring her back?"
"He wants to talk," the second god said. "But you must come alone."
Chirag didn't fear them. He stepped through the portal without a word.
He entered a place that didn't feel like any world—floating rocks, glowing rivers, and a sky filled with stars that moved in circles.
At the center stood a tall figure. The Top God.
He looked like a man, but his presence shook the entire space. Behind him stood five powerful gods, including the one Chirag remembered clearly—the one who had shot Siya.
"You've caused much pain," the Top God said softly. "Why?"
Chirag met his gaze. "Because you took the only person who ever loved me."
"I didn't take her."
"You allowed it."
The Top God sighed. "What do you want?"
"I want Siya back. I don't care what I have to give. I'll fight all of you. I'll give you my power, my life—anything."
The gods behind him stirred. Some whispered. One of them laughed.
"You think love makes you strong?" the killer god said. "It made you weak. She died for you, and now you're just a monster—"
Chirag moved.
In a flash, that god lay dead, his body shattered into dust.
The other four gods attacked. Chirag fought back—this time, using only 25% of his power. But still, he beat them all. One by one, he dropped them to the ground without killing them. He gave them mercy, even when they had none for Siya.
Then, he faced the Top God.
"If you truly have power," the god said, "prove your love in battle."
They fought for three days and two nights. Mountains crumbled, stars disappeared, and time itself slowed. At the end, the Top God stood with broken armor, looking at Chirag.
"You win," he said. "Your love… is stronger than my laws."
Chirag fell to his knees. "Please… bring her back."
The Top God raised his hand.
A soft light filled the sky—and Siya opened her eyes once more.
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