Subham, Saheli, and Ankan were bustling through the crowded marketplace, their spirits high as they prepared for their upcoming adventure in Africa. They laughed and joked, their personalities shining through every interaction. Subham's overthinking led him to scrutinize every item, Ankan's optimism had him leading the way with enthusiasm, and Saheli's laziness made her select items with an eye for comfort.
While they enjoyed their shopping spree, Master Vidur and Sam were in a more somber discussion back at the mansion. Vidur's face was serious as he shared his recent discovery with Sam.
"I've been thinking about the reunion incident," Vidur began, pacing the room. "When Subham was slaughtering his turned friends, it didn't seem like it was his first time killing. He was too experienced, too efficient. I had to investigate further."
Sam, curious, leaned forward. "What did you find out, Master?"
Vidur sighed deeply. "I used the Soul Memory Extractor art on Subham while he was asleep. I delved into his childhood memories and discovered something disturbing."
Sam's eyes widened as Vidur continued. "When Subham was just ten years old, he was wandering around his house when a van came and kidnapped him. They took him to a place where many other children were held captive. Unlike the others, Subham was calm and composed, almost like he knew what was going to happen."
Sam listened intently, his concern growing. Vidur went on, "A man came in and started hurting a little girl. That was when Subham's overwhelming killing intent burst forth. His strength surpassed that of a normal human, even at that young age. He grabbed a piece of broken glass and, with precision and brutality, cut off the man's hand before chopping off his head."
Sam's mouth fell open in shock. "And then?"
"Other members of the thug group came in, but Subham slaughtered them all. He spared no one except the little girl. The other children were terrified, but Subham... he was unfazed. He left the scene, and shortly after, the police arrived and rescued the children. They were stunned by the sight and began investigating."
Vidur paused, then added, "The police found footage of the incident. Everyone saw how a ten-year-old boy had single-handedly killed an entire group of thugs. It was then that I realized Subham's split personality was not just a result of his recent experiences but something deeply ingrained in his past."
Sam shook his head in disbelief. "So, what do we do now, Master?"
Vidur's gaze was resolute. "We train him. We help him control his inner demon and harness his strength. Subham has a great destiny ahead of him, and we must prepare him for it."
Meanwhile, in the marketplace, Subham was haggling with a vendor over a camping tent, Saheli was trying on a wide-brimmed hat, and Ankan was loading up on energy bars.
"Hey, Subham, do you think we'll really need all this stuff?" Saheli asked, adjusting her hat.
"Better to be over-prepared than under," Subham replied, still focused on his negotiation.
Ankan laughed. "That's our overthinking Subham for you. Always covering all bases."
Saheli chuckled. "Yeah, but he's the reason we're going to survive Africa. I can't wait for this adventure."
As they continued their shopping, blissfully unaware of the dark past Vidur had uncovered, they looked forward to their journey, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead together.