India- Agra - 06-06-2026
9:00 Pm
A sick four year old girl was lying and shaking on a mattress on the floor of a wooden house. Her mother was holding her on lap with tension in her eyes.
The mother held the girl's head and saw it was extremely hot.
" It's too hot. It feels like 105°."
< They are talking in Hindi >
The mothers face looked sick too. Her clothes were torn in some places and her clothes had some blood in it.
The child said with a very weak voice " Mom, Water.. Water.. Please. I am hungry"
The mother looked at the window and saw the dark night and from the dark night some red glowing eyes were visible.
" Mom, please hold me. Please " Says The child.
The mothers eyes were filled with tears and hold her child and said " Don't be scared. Wait i will get something for you "
She looked back and there was the child's father / her husband trying to make fire with sticks and said " Hide the window. I think i can make fire from this "
" What are you going to do? " Says The mother
" Don't ask, do what I said. Hide the window with woods , don't make sound while doing " Says The Father
" Alright, " Says the Mother.
She stands up and slowly picks up the woods and starts to cover the windows with it.
The Father of the child was rubbing two sticks together with the appropriate speed and force to create friction and produce tiny pieces of smoldering wood embers.
He finally managed to create fire from that.
" Finally, i did it " says the father and smiles.
The mother looked back and saw that his husband did it.
The Father picks up the ax with his right hand which was behind it.
The Mother said " What are you going to do? "
" I have to do it, to save my child, " Says the father, hitting his left arm and the hand was bleeding.
" Wait, stop " says the Mother and rushed toward the Father and stopped the father from hitting again.
"Don't do that." The Mother said.
The Father was in pain but he was keeping inside him and said " I am the father, the husband and the father and it's my responsibility to save you all. It's only an arm but i can save my daughter with this so i don't care "
" Do with mine. Not yours. " Says The Mother. The Father pushed her back and hitted the arm again with his strength and which caused the hand to fall off his arm at the fire.
The father was bleeding and falled on the floor. He was in extreme pain. The Mother holds her husband .
Tears falled from her eyes . She ripped a piece of her cloth and tried to bandage it.
The Mother was crying seeing this and said " God, where are you? Save us.. Please"
Suddenly they heard a sound and in an instant the door broke and three red creatures with bulky build, red wings, big teeth, monstrous look and one eye entered the house breaking the door.
Seeing this the Father said " Run with Khisna fast. Don't look back " saying this the Father picked up the ax.
The mother was going to hold her child but one monster jumped from the place and grabbed the mother.
The Father looked back and attacked the monster which grabbed her wife with an Ax. The ax broke and instantly one monster which was behind him ripped off the Fathers head biting it.
The monster which caught the Mother and ripped off the woman's clothes and smiled. With that the monster's phallus size expanded and the monster put it in the woman's vulva.
The woman screamed and blood came from there. The other two monster joined and three of them started to rape the woman.
The woman screamed.
The child was still alive and seeing this one of the monsters started walking toward the child and just going to grab it but suddenly all of the three monsters' heads fell off their body with a single sword slash from a young man wearing a white costume and he had white wings and white hair and was wearing a mask.
The monster falled on the ground.
The white hair man reached the woman and saw the woman. The woman said " Save my child "
" Don't worry, I am an Angelic. I am here for rescue " says the white hair man.
While saying this the woman's body started to become red and bigger.
" I think I am too late, " Says The white hair man.
The transformed woman screamed.
The scream reached all the places of the town. The entire town was buzzed with the same type of monster. All the monsters started to fly toward the place.
" Shit " Says The White hair man directly cutts off the transformed woman's head with his sword and holds the child and flies in the sky. After he got out of the house he was there were thousands of monsters who were heading toward him.
All these monsters started to attack him with speed. He was able to kill all the monsters easily and with that more monsters started attacking him.
He was defending, killing all the monsters on his way, he flew upper in the sky and stopped. He sliced the space around him with his sword creating a portal to a different dimension to take the child there for safety.
While he was doing this all the monster reached him.
One monster directly sliced his left hand where the child was. With this the hand and the child started falling down.
He flew downward to catch the child but those monsters caught him.
The child was going to hit the ground but before she hit a monster caught her.
With an evil smile the monster looked at the child. The child was scared and screaming .
The monster threw the child on the ground and another monster nearby came closer.
With that all those monster started raping her untill she died.
Suddenly the dead body of the white hair man fell to the ground with no head.
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6 year ago -
Bangladesh - Jamiagonj- 29-12-2020
2:30 Pm-
A teenage boy trudged along in his school uniform, his bag weighing heavily on his shoulders, the relentless sun beat down upon him, causing beads of sweat to form on his brow.
"Only a few steps more, but each one feels like a marathon," he muttered to himself, dragging his feet.
Lost in his thoughts and the sweltering heat, he was startled when something landed on his head.
"Wait, what just fell on me?" he exclaimed, reaching up to investigate, only to find himself face to face with a blob of crow droppings.
"Ugh, seriously?" he groaned, wiping the mess off his hair with disgust, his frustration mounting as he spotted the culprit perched on a nearby pillar.
"You stupid bird! Why me, and why now? Look at my hair, it's already a disaster," he grumbled, eyeing the crow with irritation. "You know what? All I want to do is roast you for dinner!"
With a sudden burst of determination, the boy lunged towards the crow, intent on catching it. However, his attempt was futile as the bird swiftly dodged his grasp, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground with a sharp cry of pain.
"Ouch," he winced, lying sprawled on the pavement, his gaze drifting upward to the vast expanse of the sky.
"Wow, the sky looks beautiful today," he mused, momentarily forgetting his discomfort as he admired the azure hue above.
But his moment of peace was short-lived as the crow, seizing the opportunity, landed squarely on his face.
"Hey, get off me, you pesky bird!" he screamed with annoyance.
A girl approached the scene, her footsteps echoing on the pavement. "Samiul, why are you lying on the ground like that?" she called out.
Samiul, caught off guard by her presence, scrambled to his feet, his cheeks flushing. "Oh, Maria. It's nothing, just this annoying crow bothering me," he stammered, gesturing to where the bird had been moments before.
"What crow?" Maria asked, scanning the area, but the crow had vanished.
"It was right here, look, it even left a present on my head," Samiul said, pointing to the now-clean patch of hair.
"Where? I don't see anything," Maria replied, furrowing her brow in confusion.
Samiul stood up straighter, brushing off his clothes. "Uh, never mind about that. Anyway, about the exam... it didn't go too well. Please don't tell Mom, I might fail," he admitted sheepishly.
"Okay, I won't. But I have to go now. Take care of yourself," Maria said, her tone gentle as she turned to leave, her phone already pressed to her ear.
Samiul watched her retreating figure, a mix of emotions swirling within him. "Ah, why do I always forget?" he sighed inwardly, his gaze lingering on her back. "She has a rich, tall, handsome boyfriend. We've been friends since childhood, but she only sees me as a friend. I've had a crush on her since forever, but what chance do I have? I'm just an average-looking guy from a lower-middle-class family, and I'm so immature," he thought sadly.
Samiul reached the front door and gave it a light knock, only to realize it was already ajar. He pushed it open and stepped inside.
"Mom, I'm home and starving," he called out into the house, but his voice was met with the sound of raised voices coming from one of the rooms.
"Shut up! I didn't marry you for you to have opinions. Your job is to do as I say, nothing else. You don't even take care of the house properly. I thought you were educated and could help our children excel, but our son got an F in math!" a man's voice boomed angrily.
Samiul followed the sound, finding his way to the source of the argument. A man stormed out of the room and nearly collided with Samiul.
"Where is Tanvir?" the man demanded, his frustration evident.
"Dad, I don't know. What's going on?" Samiul asked, concerned about creasing his brow.
The man ignored him, continuing up the stairs without a word.
Samiul entered the room to find his mother sitting on the edge of the bed, her face drawn with worry.
"Mom, what's wrong?" he asked softly, approaching her.
"Tanvir failed his final exam, and they've called your dad. He's furious and blaming me," his mother explained, her voice trembling with anxiety. "I think Tanvir ran off because of it. I'm worried about him. Can you go and look for him? He might be hungry, and it'll be dark soon," she added, her eyes pleading with Samiul.
"Of course, Mom. I'll do my best to find him,before night" Samiul reassured her.
Samiul continued walking along the road, his eyes scanning the surroundings in search of any sign of Tanvir. Suddenly, something caught his attention—a glowing, oversized book lying in the middle of the road.
"What's that? Is that a book?" Samiul wondered aloud, his curiosity piqued.
Approaching the mysterious object, Samiul reached out to touch it, but as his hand made contact, he felt an inexplicable resistance. The book seemed to weigh heavily on his hand, almost as if it were stuck to the ground.
Before he could contemplate further, the sound of an approaching truck broke through his thoughts. With a screech of brakes, the truck came to a halt in front of him.
"Hey, kid! What on earth are you doing in the middle of the road?" the truck driver shouted, leaning out of his window.
"Uncle, I'm sorry. I was trying to pick up this book, but... my hand got stuck to it," Samiul explained, gesturing to the spot where the book had been moments before.
The truck driver furrowed his brow in confusion. "What book? Are you seeing things?" he asked, glancing around but seeing nothing out of the ordinary.
Samiul looked back to where the book had been, only to find it had vanished without a trace.
Meanwhile, high above on a nearby building, the crow from earlier observed the scene with amusement. With a cackle, it remarked in an eerie voice, "Ha ha ha, this kid is such a fool. I wonder what he'll do once he becomes an Angelic..."
Samiul stood at the front door of their home, Tanvir by his side. Tanvir's voice trembled with uncertainty as he spoke, "Are you sure Dad won't beat me?"
"I don't think so. Dad gets angry quickly, but I don't think he'll beat you," Samiul reassured him, placing a comforting hand on his brother's shoulder.
"Really? But I'm scared, brother," Tanvir admitted, his fear palpable.
"Don't worry, Tanvir. Dad won't do anything to you. Just be strong," Samiul encouraged him, offering a supportive smile.
Together, they pushed open the door and entered the house.
"Mom, I found Tanvir. He was at Rakib's house," Samiul announced, relief evident in his voice.
"Mom, I'm hungry," Tanvir chimed in, his stomach growling.
Their dad's voice echoed from the room nearby. "Tanvir, after you eat, come and see me like a good kid," he instructed sternly.
Tanvir hesitated, his voice filled with apprehension. "Okay, Dad," he replied meekly.
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Meanwhile, upstairs in his room, Samiul sat engrossed in a game on his phone when he heard cries and screams emanating from downstairs.
"Please forgive him! He'll do better next time. Please, don't beat him, Sojib, please," his mother pleaded desperately.
"I won't listen to you, Tanisa. Just leave! Only beating can fix him, and I never thought my son—my own son—would get an F in math. How shameful," Sojib, the boys' father, retorted angrily.
The sounds of sobbing and wailing grew louder, echoing through the house.
"My dad is someone who only cares about results. He used to beat me like this when I was a kid, and now my brother is going through the same thing. If I try to intervene, I'll be beaten too," Samiul thought to himself, he closed his eyes
Samiul found himself submerged in a vast pond of blood, his body bound tightly with ropes. With a feeble attempt, he struggled against his restraints, but his weakened arms yielded no progress. He was completely naked.
In front of him, strange portals materialized, each revealing the faces of the people he held dear.
"Where am I? Hello? Can anyone hear me?" Samiul's voice echoed, desperate for any sign of response.
From the swirling crimson depths emerged grotesque monsters, their forms shifting and contorting as they approached the portals. Some of the creatures began to converge upon the portals, disappearing into them with malevolent intent.
Three massive monsters loomed before Samiul, their menacing presence sending shivers down his spine. Without warning, one of the monsters seized his head with its massive hand, wrenching his eyes from their sockets.
Samiul's agonized screams pierced the air as unbearable pain coursed through his body. The monstrous creature then transferred his gouged-out eyes to a sinister clone of Samiul, which promptly repeated the horrifying act, tearing out Samiul's eyes once more and fitting them into its own sockets.
With Samiul's stolen sight, the clone gazed upon the portals, witnessing the gruesome demise of each beloved individual. Helplessly, Samiul watched as his loved ones were brutally slaughtered, their forms regenerating only to suffer the same fate again and again, their deaths unfolding before his sightless eyes.
Samiul's ripped-out eyes regenerated, granting him the ability to see through all four eyes. As the monsters turned their attention towards him, the onslaught of torture began, mirroring the horrors inflicted upon his loved ones.
One monster plunged its clawed hand into Samiul's chest, while another drove a sharp object into his skull. A third monster viciously tore Samiul's body in half. Despite the agony, Samiul regenerated, only to endure a cycle of relentless torment.
The monsters changed their methods, subjecting Samiul to new forms of torture—devouring him alive, slicing him into pieces. Each time, he regenerated, trapped in an endless cycle of pain and suffering.
Samiul's screams filled the air, echoing alongside the agonized cries of his loved ones. The monsters' own screams grew in intensity, their power melting Samiul's body with their sheer force. With each transformation, Samiul experienced excruciating pain, while his additional eyes bore witness to the suffering of those he held dear, trapped in the same nightmarish ordeal...
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Character stats
//Character Stats//
- Samiul: The main lead, age 17- Hair black, hight at this point - 5'3- Brown eyes - Facial Quality : Bad - Physical Shape : Skinny.
- Tanvir: Samiul's little brother, age 11
- Tanisa: Samiul's mother, age 38
- Sajib: Samiul's father, age 46
- Maria: Samiul's childhood friend and crush, age 17
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To be continued....