Chapter 2, hahaha At least I got saved from making a foolish wish.

Infinite darkness was all he could feel, but why was he only able to feel and not see? Well, that was because he couldn't feel his body anymore. It was as if the concept of a physical body had become foreign to him, and he didn't like that. It was like being trapped in a dreamless dream, but far crueler because you can wake up from a dream, but what if this had become his new reality?

That was what he was feeling now as if someone had numbed his body and placed him in a room filled with darkness. However, there was an inexplicable sense of freedom in it, a feeling he couldn't quite describe. It was as though he no longer needed to worry about anything because he wasn't foolish enough to believe he was still alive. He knew he was dead, and it had been some time since that had happened, his death, that is.

He was unable to notice the flow of time as he couldn't quite put a finger on it. It felt like an hour had gone by, but at the same time, the forbidden feeling of knowing that the hour could also be a day, a year, or a decade haunted him. Who knows how much time has passed since then? But he started to embrace this feeling. It was as though the stressful past of his couldn't haunt him anymore. He no longer had to endure his boss's nagging and annoying voice. He didn't need to give his parents false hope, and he didn't have to live that miserable life. Even though he knew deep down that he alone was responsible for his pathetic lifestyle, he denied it as that reality felt distant and unimportant now.

I mean, who would like to know that the reason for their failure in life is themselves? Nobody would want to face the truth that every action they've taken is coming back to haunt them. Just like that, he was going through a phase of denying the very thought that he couldn't forget.

It was as if a voice from deep within him kept telling him repeatedly that he was a failure—a failure as a human being, a failure as a son who could only lie to his parents, knowing what his parents had gone through to provide him with a comfortable life. He knew that his father had experienced sleepless nights just so he could sleep with peace of mind, buying him fashionable trendy clothes while never indulging in anything for himself. He felt like a failure as a son who had given his family false hope just to make them feel better.

Or else his ego would have been hurt, right? Right. His ego, which was so hollow that he needed lies to bolster it, would have been seriously wounded. I mean, knowing that life was essentially giving him the middle finger, and yet still having that ego, how could he ever tell his parents that their son was a complete and utter failure? His feelings would have been hurt if his father had said something about it, or was it truly his ego, and that was stopping him?

Or was it knowing that the feeling of happiness his parents were experiencing was so precious to him that he could never tell them the truth? Just like his friend Akash had told him about his own parents bragging about his job in their community, their faces lit up with big smiles. He couldn't bear to take that happiness away, even if it meant telling a hundred lies. He would tell those lies if it meant his parents could be happy.

But still, this guilt, this denial that he couldn't give them anything, was eating away at his consciousness. He had come to realize this a long time ago. Even if he was as unattractive as can be, it would only be his mother who would tell him he was handsome and call him her cute little boy, even when he was in his late twenties. Mothers were creatures that even gods must obey, or so it seemed. Isn't it true that even the gods themselves place the position of a mother as high as heaven? At least in our Hindu religion, they tell us that mothers deserve the utmost respect, followed by fathers, then gods, and finally, teachers. But he couldn't help but think that this must be true in many religions, as the love of a mother is often selfless and unconditional. How could someone love another so much and not expect anything in return? How could someone cry more for you than you cried for yourself when you were hurt? well, That's the nature of a mother.

His father, who had never in his entire life spoken to him like he was his own blood. It was as if his father was meant to act like a father, not speak like one. His father had never spoken to him about inspiration or motivation, but he knew that if he ever fell, he would find his father standing there, unmoving as mountains. His father might have been strict, but he made him feel his physical and mental presence, which was like knowing that even if he fought the world head-on, even if everyone was against him, he would find his father there for him, supporting him as he had done from the very moment he was born.

He would have never spoken that lie if not for his parents continuously calling him and asking about his well-being, and his situation there, inquiring if everything was alright with him every time they called, even offering him money for support. How could he tell them that he had lost everything in just two months of coming here? How could he admit that he couldn't even find a job that paid well, and the ones he did find paid so little that it felt like a slap in the face, to his dreams? It made him feel empty inside. How could he let them know that? So, he told them a lie because he knew they were allowing the worry about his well-being to consume them.

How could he let them know that the world was far crueler than he thought? Here, you had to build your own opportunities to achieve success. Just dreaming big would never make you big. To become a person worth mentioning by others, you had to forge your own path.

As Nabh contemplated these thoughts and became absorbed in his guilt and denial, he started to lose himself to these thoughts, blocking himself from outside interference. Unbeknownst to him, his very being, his very soul, was traveling to God knows where in this darkness.

₮ⱧɆ ₴ł₦₲ɄⱠ₳Ɽ ⱤɆ₳Ⱡ₥

~"𝕳𝖒𝖒, 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖑," 𝖎𝖙 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉. "𝕴𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖙𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑, 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖇𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖇𝖑𝖊. 𝕴𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖙𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖑𝖚𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖚𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖗 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖒 𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖒 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘. 𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖑, 𝖑𝖊𝖙'𝖘 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖈𝖐 𝖎𝖙 𝖔𝖚𝖙."~

The being spoke to itself, finally finding something interesting in his eons-worth of existence. He examined Nabh's past, and his very being intrigued him. What he was witnessing was not possible, but it wasn't entirely impossible either. A very long time ago, they had decided that as more and more multiverses were being born, they were unable to keep track of them all.

So, they created systems for everything, such as the multiverse system to keep track of multiverses, the reincarnation system for reincarnating souls, and the karma system to judge a person's karma. However, there was one person who was not mentioned anywhere due to some glitch. The thing he thought would bring him enjoyment just gave him more work. So, he sighed mentally and waved his hand in front of him.

Suddenly, as if someone had lifted the veil of darkness from Nabh, his consciousness found itself in the Singular Realm.

Nabh felt as if every thought came to a halt in the presence of this being, which appeared both feminine and male simultaneously. It was as if the being was composed of light, yet he could also discern its face and body simultaneously, leaving him thoroughly perplexed. He couldn't decide how to perceive the being before him. With the knowledge that he was dead, he began to wonder if the being was going to judge him.

As if understanding his thoughts, the being before him spoke with a magnetic voice that once again interrupted his train of thought and left him utterly stunned.

~ 𝕿𝖔 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖋𝖞, 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖊. 𝕸𝖞 𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖛𝖔𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖞 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖒𝖊𝖉, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖞 𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖚𝖑𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖞 𝖎𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖊 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞. 𝕴 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖍𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓. 𝕽𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖒𝖞 𝖕𝖚𝖗𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖏𝖚𝖉𝖌𝖊, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖚𝖕𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖚𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖒𝖆𝖞 𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖊.~

As if prompted, Nabh suddenly knelt down and touched his head to the floor in a gesture of deep respect for the being before him. He couldn't help but wonder about the significance of being personally invited into the majestic presence of a supreme being and what issues this being had mentioned earlier.

"~𝕻𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖚𝖕𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚. 𝖂𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖊 𝕴 𝖒𝖆𝖞 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖆 𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖐𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆 𝖔𝖗 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖊, 𝖎𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖚𝖙𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘. 𝕽𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖐𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖚𝖒𝖚𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖐𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖊𝖘 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊'𝖘 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖚𝖓𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖚𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖞, 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖎𝖉 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖛𝖊𝖉."~

Hearing this, Nabh was shocked to his core. He couldn't help but think, "Was all the suffering I had gone through, all the failures I had to face, meant nothing? Even when knowing my life was a complete shithole, knowing that even at the age of 36, I had nothing but was still struggling to live, did it really mean nothing?" With a wry smile, he asked, "So what will happen now? Am I going to Yamlok for lying to everybody?"

The being, upon hearing this, laughed.

The being, hearing this, laughed and responded,

~"𝕳𝖆𝖍𝖆𝕳𝖆𝕳𝖆𝕳𝖆𝕳𝖆𝕳𝖆, 𝖒𝖞 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉, 𝖜𝖍𝖞 𝖉𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗? 𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖑𝖑, 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖓𝖔𝖙, 𝖒𝖞 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉. 𝕯𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖞; 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖐𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖚𝖒𝖚𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖆𝖗 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖜𝖊𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖇𝖆𝖉 𝖐𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆. 𝕬𝖑𝖘𝖔, 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖎𝖓𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚, 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝕴 𝖑𝖊𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖘𝖚𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊? 𝕴𝖓 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖙, 𝖎𝖋 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖓'𝖙 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖊𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖑 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖞 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖊, 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖞 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖄𝖆𝖒𝖑𝖔𝖐 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖑 𝖏𝖚𝖉𝖌𝖊 𝖘𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖒 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖐𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙, 𝖎𝖙 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖑𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖐𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆 𝖎𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚. 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖓𝖔𝖙, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖇𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖙𝖔 0.000000000000000000000000001, 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝕴 𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖘. 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖑𝖊𝖙'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚. 𝕷𝖊𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖘𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖞: 𝕯𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚, 𝖒𝖞 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉, 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖋𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖞 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖆𝖌𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖘, 𝖔𝖗 𝖉𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉? 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖑𝖊𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘: 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖌𝖊𝖙 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍, 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖐𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖆 𝖘𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓, 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖆 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖞, 𝖎𝖙 𝖒𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌. 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖉𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖕𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖒 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗. 𝕾𝖔, 𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍."

Nabh, feeling confused about all these system-related matters, found the idea of making a wish quite unexpected. However, he now had the opportunity to make a wish that could potentially change everything. With a hopeful tone, he asked, "Can you make it so that my parents can live without being sad about me? Can you make them happy, so happy that they will even forget about me? Can you do that?"

~"𝕳𝖆𝕳𝖆𝕳𝖆𝕳𝖆𝕳𝖆𝕳𝖆 𝕹𝖆𝖇𝖍, 𝖎𝖙 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖒𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖉𝖔 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍. 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓 𝖆𝖘 𝖗𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑𝖙𝖞 𝖔𝖗 𝖆𝖘 𝖆𝖓 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖓 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖚𝖓𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖒𝖆. 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖉. 𝕾𝖔 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊, 𝕹𝖆𝖇𝖍. 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍."~

As the being reminded him of the power of his wish, he fell silent for a moment and then asked,

"Can you send me back in time to when I had just started my teenage years, with my current memories intact?" Nabh requested.

~"𝕺𝖋 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊 𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖉𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙, 𝕴𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊, 𝕹𝖆𝖇𝖍?"~

"Yes, I have made my decision," Nabh replied with a serious look.

~"𝖁𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖓. 𝕬𝖘 𝕴 𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖞𝖔𝖚, 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖋𝖚𝖑𝖋𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖘, 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖉𝖔. 𝕭𝖚𝖙, 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉, 𝖆𝖘𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘' 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑-𝖇𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋 𝖆𝖙 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖔𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙. 𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆 𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖓. 𝕵𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖘𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜, 𝕴 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖞, 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖚𝖓𝖊, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖗𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖘, 𝖒𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗. 𝕾𝖔, 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖒𝖊. 𝕳𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝖒𝖞 𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖞 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖋𝖚𝖑, 𝖘𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖔𝖓 𝖎𝖙 𝖙𝖔𝖔 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍. 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖙 𝖇𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖎𝖙. 𝕹𝖔𝖜, 𝖔𝖋𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖌𝖔, 𝖒𝖞 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉. 𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖓𝖔𝖙, 𝖆𝖘 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖌𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖒. 𝕷𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖆 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖉𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖆𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖎𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊."~

As if that was the cue, he suddenly started feeling like drifting into a deep sleep, and his consciousness began slipping from the being's hold, traveling back to his own time and space.

Place: Banswara, Rajasthan, Bharat.

Year: 2017

In a small house, suddenly, a child who appeared to be no more than 14 years old woke up drenched in sweat from his sleep. He looked around as if feeling nostalgia kick in, and he uttered, "Well, at least I got saved from making a foolish wish."