19/7/20XX
[NARRATOR/AUTHOR'S POV]
Today is a special day, inside a mansion near Mumbai you can find many of the rich and influential people. The leaders of various parties and their numerous politicians who you would usually find cursing and swearing at each other are all currently enjoying the company of each other. "सार्वजनिक रूप से हम एक-दूसरे को कितना भी शाप दें, हमें यहां देखें, हम सभी राजनेता वास्तव में एक जैसे नहीं हैं" "जैसे मैं हमेशा कहता हूं 'जब मैं सत्ता में होता हूं तो समस्याओं से छुटकारा पाने में आपकी सहायता करता हूं लेकिन जब आप सत्ता में हैं आप मेरी मदद करें" {"no matter how much we curse each other in the public look at us here, we politicians really the same aren't we" "like I always say 'when I am in power I will aid you to get rid of problems but when you are in power you help me"}. you might wondering what is going on and if the these politicians are not afraid of others hearing and spreading this dialogue that can easily destroy this image and the answer is they are not afraid for they have faith in the man who owns the mansion, the man who's 28th birthday is being celebrated this day who is none other than the MC of the fan-fic which was put in the novel section by the author's mistake whose name is VIJAY(it means victor/winner in hindi).
~NOT PART OF STORY, JUST A FRUSTRATED SINGLE TEENAGER'S RANT, WHO JUST HAPPENS TO BE THE AUTHOR OF THE NOVEL, YOU CAN SKIP THIS PART~
Now before everything else, we shall learn about the MC's past and it takes an entire chapter or even the next to do this but unlike other lazy bums who would just say he had an ordinary life and bullshit, I am not like that. I am a person who likes to pay attention to minor details even if these details are not noticed or are not of much importance in the greater plot because in real-life every small action causes a reaction that through the domino effect creates more reactions that can cause the world to change even if these changes are minuscule and unnoticeable, they can cause great changes. So let's get started.
~FUSTRATED TEENAGER / AUTHOR POV END~
Vijay [A/N: he will later be granted the name zero as a gift from a sovereign paragon level being] was born on 19/7/2034, his mother was a pretty young lady named Roshni meaning light who worked as Mr. Pandey a cloth export-import business owner's secretary. One day when she had seen Mr. Pandey's son who was an Anglo-Indian came to meet his father, she felt attracted for not only was he rich but also very good-looking. Slowly over time, their occasional talks became longer and their relationship became deeper they felt attracted to each other.
Mr. Pandey's son was Arthur Pandey, he was the heir to Mr. Pandey's businesses which was well known throughout the world and was also extremely good looking in Britain. He was also well known for being an expert at pleasing women [A/N: if you know what I mean *wink* *wink*] and was coveted by many women. One of them was Claudine Ordonez, the daughter of a big clothing business owner's daughter. As such, she insisted her father strike a business alliance by marriage with the Pandey family so she could marry Arthur. On 6/9/2033, Arthur and Claudin's engagement was set by their parents and they were to be married by the end of the year.
Due to his engagement Arthur Pandey, who had just started to have feelings for Roshni felt distraught and confused at what to do. He called Roshni to have a drink so they could discuss their relationship and it ended with them breaking up, Roshni quitting her job and unprotected sex.... [A/N: which happened because of the plot.]
Few months after their break up Roshni found out she was pregnant with Arthur's child but decided against telling him. Later when she gave birth she found them looking exactly like Arthur except for the pitch-black hair which he surely inherited from her, which was a vast difference from Arthur's blond hair. She named him 'Vijay' meaning victor/winner wishing that he would always win in face of all obstacles. [A/N: which is surely gonna happen since he is the MC of this story, would be weird if he didn't.]