The shadow of demons looms over the earth's sky. Panic spreads everywhere. The inhabitants of the earth were calling out to their protectors who had been guarding them for years, the "Grand Masters," but the god of the demons had slaughtered them. No... The shadow of demons looms over the earth's sky. Panic spreads everywhere. The inhabitants of the earth were calling out to their protectors who had been guarding them for years, the "Grand Masters," but the god of the demons had slaughtered them. Now, a group of young people has set out to save the earth, a good-for-nothing boy with the greatest responsibility on his shoulders, to get the power-infused Zeds into the right hands. He has already lost the most powerful weapon. He has to find young people worthy of the Zeds and protect the earth, but in this game, even more powerful enemies will appear. In this war of passion, fire, hatred, and bloodlust, will that boy be able to survive???<br />
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There was a dense forest, where the trees and plants were not like those on Earth. They were extremely large in size and varied in color. Their size gave an idea of what the creatures would be like in a place with such colossal flora. Smoke was coming from the middle of the forest, not indicating a forest fire, but rather emanating from a building that was covered in vegetation. This building looked like it was once a headquarters but had now become ruins.
In front of this large building was a grand door, its frame intact. Some wires protruded from the door, emitting sparks, suggesting it was once a technologically advanced, ahead-of-its-time structure. Several people, wearing black clothing with their faces covered, were near the door. Amidst them, a creature resembling a mixture of a scorpion and an electric eel was entering the building.
The creature moved through the corridor, transforming into the form of a beautiful girl in a room. She was one of the most powerful individuals in the Welsh Army. This was Lisa, who possessed the incredible ability to shapeshift into any creature, provided she knew its form. In this vast room, many people lay dead. However, an old man was bound to a gleaming rod on a raised platform with shimmering restraints that glowed blue.
Lisa approached him, grabbed his white hair, and asked, "Where is Gemets?"
The old man, weakened from a long period of not eating, said with injured lips, "I don't know."
The wounds on his face and the bruises on his body indicated that he had been tortured regardless of his age. Lisa's anger suggested she had just finished a fight. It wasn't an ordinary fight, but one fought with magical powers. She wore a purple war suit equipped with high-tech weapons, and a super watch was on her wrist. But was technology everything here? No, on Lisa's right index finger was an amulet, granting her magical powers that perhaps technology couldn't provide.
She received a call on her super watch. It was from her boss. She answered the call without wasting any time and said in an idealistic tone, "Always at your service to follow your orders. Just command me."
"Kill him. He's of no use to us now, and he won't reveal anything more because he knows nothing."
"Then how will we know about Gemets and who has it?"
The boss took a deep breath and said, "I already killed the one who had Gemets, but the one who has it now is one of us."
Lisa became very angry upon hearing this, realizing the one causing them harm was among them.
"What? I will take his life."
Hearing Lisa's words, the boss's anger knew no bounds, and an angry voice emanated from the super watch, setting a limit to Lisa's rage.
"I need him alive, no matter what. I'm sending Reg with you. You two bring him back safe and sound, or alive."
The call ended, and Lisa began to mutter.
"Now I have to find him, and with that clown Reg."
After muttering this, she pulled a sharp weapon from behind her back and ended the old man's life.
On Earth, in a bustling restaurant on a beautiful and quiet street in Italy, a young man was leisurely enjoying idli in Italy, which was served with sauce instead of chutney. Suddenly, people from the Welsh Army stormed into the restaurant and attacked him. Displaying his strength, he punched one attacker in the face and kicked another in the stomach, and as he was about to finish them all off, he was instantly transported from Italy to New York, where a stunning woman with silken hair was boxing.
The boy, to find answers to his dream questions, entered Hawaii's address into his super watch and opened a portal that emitted white light, almost as tall as himself. He went to Hawaii through that portal. Seeing all this, one could guess that he was not a resident of Earth, but had come from some other advanced planet. But such a portal, which could transport a person from one place to another, had not only a glimpse of modernity but also a touch of magic. Only this intelligent boy wanted to go to Hawaii to find answers to his questions, but in New York City, a girl wanted to go to Hawaii to fulfill her dreams. However, that earthly resident was not so lucky that she could enter any place by entering its address through an advanced and magical super watch. No matter how rich she was, she could not acquire this technology. This beautiful, innocent, and lovely-faced girl was famous, not worldwide, but within her family, for running away from home for the fifth time. Today, she was caught trying to run away for the sixth time (alas)! Therefore, when many delicious dishes were being served to her by her obedient servants in her very beautiful and large room, she insulted each dish, throwing them at her obedient servants.
Her mother, a woman who looked about 30 or 35 years old by coloring her hair black and using cosmetics on her face to hide her 50 years, was fed up with her spoiled daughter's behavior. She left her room thinking, "In whose company has this devil grown up?" This is 'Jami Mihar', the sole heiress of New York's richest family. Jami Mihar, with long and golden hair, big innocent eyes, and a lovely face, on which anger was deep. Jami, with a delicate body like a blooming flower, but a devilish mind like a toy gun. Her appearance suggested that the creator had spared no effort in making her, and her family had spared no effort in convincing her not to run away from home. Yet, she would often run away from the luxurious house with great style, accustomed to the love of just anyone. She felt that someone who spoke sweetly would become her lifelong partner. She was a pampered and spoiled girl; she probably grew fond of every danger and was only afraid of cockroaches or the dark.
Her enemy was her hunger, and she was the embodiment of forgetfulness. She was not hungry yet, so she was disrespecting the dishes without appreciating them. But to channel this anger, her grumpy uncle, Azedar, arrived. As soon as Jami saw her grumpy uncle, she started throwing other things in her room along with the dishes. Her uncle, who was responsible for this, his anger was desperate to cross all limits, but because he was a responsible person, instead of arguing with Jami, he ordered the servants, "Jami will remain hungry tonight and all day tomorrow, and no one will speak to her, so that she understands the importance of food." Her uncle gave such a strict order in his stern voice and stern manner, which suited his stern and serious face one hundred percent. Before Jami's loyalty, those servants were obedient to her uncle. They first collected all the dishes from the floor and left, but before leaving, they locked the door from the outside.
It was still the first watch of the night, the moment she was caught attempting to run away. She paced in her room until the last watch of the night, waiting for someone. Sometimes she would go to the window, sometimes to the door. At this moment, she heard a voice near the door, which was the voice of her uncle's only son, Williams. Williams asked with great concern, "Are you hungry?"
"Oh, cat-eyed one. If you hadn't caught me and brought me back with your sharp vision yesterday, hiding in the dark, I wouldn't have to stay hungry here today. Today I would have been enjoying delicious dishes with my true love at the hotel."
Williams asks in surprise, "Who is true love for the fifth time?"
Instead of answering his intelligent question, Jami asked, "Did you ever let my love be fulfilled, cat-eyed one?"
Williams said, "If not for the relationship, at least respect my age. Who calls someone with cat eyes?"
Jami replied, "You are only 1 year younger than me, but you act like a 420-year-old man."
Hearing this, Williams angrily said, "If you weren't my relative, I would arrange your marriage to someone who would fix your habits in a wrestler's style."
After his angry words, he calmed down and said in a humorous tone, "But don't worry, we have arranged for a New Zealand billionaire to be your husband."
Jami said angrily, "Just call that billionaire once, I will put so many needles on his sofa that after that he won't be able to be anyone's husband."
Williams said, "Nothing will come of you. Father gave you the right punishment, now live with it."
Jami said dramatically, "If my father were alive today, he would care for me, not like you all, making my sweet life bitter."
Williams left, saying, "If your father were alive today, he would go back to heaven seeing your antics."
As soon as he left, an old man timidly knocked on Jami's door. She opened the door and he came inside. Seeing him, Jami asked, "Is the work done?"
The man said, "Yes, I have placed a mattress behind the wall and given the CCTV driver a rose pill. Now he is busy in the toilet."
Jami said, "Fool, that rose starts with 'J', not 'G', and if you have made proper arrangements, I will have no trouble, and if not, you will have trouble."
The old man asked, "So will you come back to give me trouble?"
Jami did not answer his question. She picked up her black bag, which she had hidden under the bed. She lowered herself from her balcony using a rope and ran into her large garden, climbing a tall tree.
Her actions proved that whether humans evolved from monkeys or not, she had recently evolved from a monkey, and not completely at that.
She sat on a strong branch of the tree and looked at the wall, which was fenced, and behind it, on the ground, her servant had dug a pit according to her orders.
She bravely said, "My prince charming, I have arrived at the wall."
And she jumped without hesitation. Thanks to the mattress, her fall was not very loud, but the firmness of the road she felt made her cry out, but it was midnight, so no one heard the sound.
Jami rubbed her waist and said, "Ouch! Ouch! I'm hurt. This old man put only one mattress instead of two. Surely he must have spent the money for the second mattress on alcohol."
Jami stood up and joyfully said, "Now I can go safely from this gilded cage towards my true love. Hawaii, here I come!!"
Jami walked with quick steps towards the airport. She finally reached the airport. She was very hungry, so she bought a burger with money stolen from her brother Williams' pocket.
She didn't consider it theft because, for her, everything belonging to her uncle, mother, and brother was her own.
She received a lot of pocket money, which was enough for her to buy a gold necklace every month. But when she bought a ticket with her pocket money to elope with her first love and placed it on her table, Williams saw the two tickets with Jami's name and someone named Max on them and told his father.
He didn't tell Jami's mother because his mother would have been worried hearing this and would have gently explained to her daughter, but those who are stubborn like the devil are never convinced by words.
After that day, her pocket money was stopped. But today, she was enjoying eating the burger with her brother's money perhaps more than she would have enjoyed eating it with her own money.
She went towards the flight, gobbling down the burger, when at the ticket counter she saw her uncle shaking hands with someone. She thought he was there for some business issue, but it didn't seem like it.
The man she was shaking hands with did not look respectable. He had cuts on his neck that looked like they were from a fight. Zami hid behind a large, fresh bag lying near a frail-looking woman, trying to conceal herself. On a second glance, she saw her uncle was gone, but the man was still there. She thought he wouldn't recognize her, and even if he did, he wouldn't recognize her at all with the mask on. She took a mask out of her bag and put it on. She quickly headed towards her flight. When she turned to take a look at the man, she found him staring at her. She understood that this was her uncle's man, sent to stop her from escaping. But she didn't know if this stranger had arranged the ticket. Would Zami reach her love safely?
Zami spent her entire night awake on the plane. All night, she felt that the man watching her at the bill counter would follow her and prevent her from meeting her sixth true love. And Zami was excited to meet her sixth true love, Jill. At 6:00 a.m., she reached her destination, 'Hawaii,' but she hadn't reached her beloved yet. Jill hadn't been picking up her calls for a long time, so Zami thought he might be sleeping. She hadn't slept all night and was very tired, so she sat on an airport bench and started reminiscing about her past.
She thought – "Fate brought us together. Fate brought us closer to each other. So, with great joy, I sang the song of love, in which I questioned who made you so beautiful?" – Zami had even started reciting poetry in her love, which showed how crazy she was for this love, having run away from her family home, a life of comfort and luxury, a caring mother, and a bank balance that could support a lifetime.
She called Jill three or four more times, but he wouldn't pick up. To console herself, Zami started remembering yesterday, how she had met Jill. Looking at his picture on her phone, Zami thought – "2 months ago, Jill accidentally dialed the wrong number, and it was my number. Jill apologized to me in a very sweet manner at that time, and I started liking his sweet demeanor." She zoomed in and out of his picture, thinking – "When I asked his name, he said Jill. My name also starts with J, and his name also starts with J. He is 25 years old, only 3 years older than me. He works in New York, and I live in New York. He works in New York, but peace is in Hawaii, where people's hearts have met." Thinking all this, she began to consider how they started talking every day and fell in love. "Who says a wrong number is dialed by mistake? Perhaps this wrong number was dialed by design."
At 8:00 a.m., Jill called, and seeing his call, Zami was overjoyed. Instead of being upset with him, she said lovingly, "You weren't picking up my calls for 2 hours."
Jill, in his usual heartwarming way, said, "My mother was unwell, and I was busy taking care of her all night, so I woke up late today. But if you've reached Hawaii, I'm sending you the address. Come here and meet me."
Naive Zami thought – "He cares for his mother, what a responsible boy." Zami imprinted the address he sent on her heart and mind and got on a train. She felt that the journey of her love had begun. Zami's journey began on that train. She was still wearing the mask because she didn't want to reveal her identity to anyone. She kept her bag a little away from her feet and fell asleep, tension-free. After two stations, when the train stopped at a station, the boy who had come to Hawaii searching for answers to his dreams boarded the train. He had spent all his time searching for answers in the cities of Hawaii but hadn't found them. He wanted to travel to different places for a while and, under the guise of dream-related questions, wanted to look for someone eligible for his mission.
But maybe he didn't find the right seat. He saw a girl sleeping and there was an empty seat next to her. He sat down comfortably with his precious bag at his feet. His attention was on his precious bag, but when the girl sleeping on his shoulder rested her head, his attention was diverted. He tried to carefully remove Jami's head, but she woke up.
" You boys, wherever you look, you start teasing girls. Now can girls not even sleep on the school?" Jami said angrily.
The boy got angrier than Jami and said haughtily, "Oh, the leader of the women's front. You can sleep anywhere, but not on someone else's shoulder as a pillow."
Jami's face started turning red with shame, and she wondered how she had fallen asleep on the shoulder of this rude boy. But her thoughts came to an end when she looked out the window; her platform had arrived and the train was about to leave. She quickly picked up her bag and ran out of the train. The boy was surprised to see her run so fast, "She runs like a cheetah. It seems she has a lot of experience in running."
The train started moving, and the boy looked out the window at her. Then, a call sounded from the bag. He opened the bag and saw that among the many cosmetics, a phone was ringing. He saw 'Jay is calling' on the phone. When he opened the second zipper of the bag, he found girls' undergarments and other clothes. He realized that the girl had left her bag and taken his bag.
On the other side, Jami stopped a taxi and got inside. Due to running fast, she started to hiccup. Without thinking, she put her hand in the bag and pulled out a bottle and drank what was inside. There was only a little substance in the bottle, which informed her that it was not something to drink. After tolerating its absurd taste, she wanted to spit it out, but it was absorbed in her throat in just a moment, and her mouth became even drier.
"Driver, what did I just drink?" she asked the driver.
How could the driver know? The driver said, "I don't know, it's your bag."
She searched her bag and found that it was not her bag. She found a box inside, which, when opened, had several rings with a stone studded at the place where the finger was inserted. She realized that this was not her bag, and her bag had valuable items like visa, passport, bank card, phone, and very expensive cosmetics. Jami took that bag, stopped the taxi, and quickly ran towards the station at the speed of a cheetah. The taxi driver called out to her for payment, but she disappeared from his sight in a few moments.
Jami's hand was hurting a lot because the boy had a strong grip. When Jami asked him to let go of her hand, the boy said, "Yes, I will let go of your hand, and you will fly away like a fly. If I hold your hand, at least your wing will remain in my hand."
After hearing this, the girl thought that maybe he was crazy. "I shouldn't argue with him." Jami respectfully returned his bag to him and took her bag, but she had not yet let go of her hand. She was running and was about to reach the train station, but a boy pressed her face from behind and took her to a deserted alley. As soon as they reached the alley, the boy firmly held her hand and said, "Okay, so you work for the Welsh army. I know you are Lisa. Now return my bag."
He started checking his bag with one hand.
"How will you open the zipper with one hand?" Jami said. As soon as she asked, he somehow opened the zipper and looked inside. Then he took out an empty bottle and presented it in front of her face, pouring it over her.
"What did you do with Z-L?" he asked angrily.
"You mean that tasteless soda?" Jami understood he was talking about the contents of the soda bottle and said.
The boy understood that she had drunk it.
"My mouth went completely dry after drinking it. Was that the city?" Jami said immediately. She was looking at the boy. The boy thought—out of everyone in the world, I had to get her.
"Now you have to come with me," he ordered.
"Why should I go with a stranger? If my boyfriend finds out, you'll be in big trouble," Jami said.
The boy said he didn't care and was forcibly taking her with him. So Jami, seeing some boys passing by, said, "Please help me, he's harassing me."
"Leave her, she'll come with us," the boys said. Listening to them, it was evident they were vagrants.
"Perhaps you guys are in the habit of interfering in others' affairs," the boy said, releasing Jami's hand and moving towards the boys.
Jami seized the opportunity and bolted. After running ten meters, someone suddenly grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back. She was about to slap him when she saw it was the same boy. Jami looked behind him and saw three boys groaning in pain on the ground.
Jami understood they had been badly beaten.
"Now will you come, or get beaten?" the boy said, cracking his knuckles.
Jami obeyed his command, held her bag, and said in her sweet voice, "So where were we going?"
Jami was scared at that moment. She thought she would run away as soon as she got the chance. But would she get a chance?
Jami was very scared, but she didn't want to show her fear in her eyes. The girl who always stayed positive thought she would escape from his clutches at the first opportunity.
The boy was looking at his watch. Then Jami asked in her sweet voice, "Where exactly are we going?" The boy didn't answer her question, as if he had taken a vow of silence, but he stared at her.
The girl thought he was crazy because his words were somewhat insane. Then, to drive Jami mad, the boy said, "We are going to the Amazon jungles."
This convinced her that he was truly mad. She asked languidly, as if she didn't want to believe his words, "And why are we going there?"
The boy cracked his fingers, put his bag in his hand, and said, "You can't be killed in the city, it would cause trouble. But if I kill you in the jungle, no one will even know."
The girl started thinking that he was surely a psycho killer. First, he was talking like a psycho, but now he was talking like a killer. How casually he spoke of taking a life, that too after traveling from Hawaii to the Amazon jungles, which are miles away.
The boy knew about hunger because he had endured it for many days when he first came to Earth. So he said, "Let's go to a hotel then, eat whatever food is there, and don't try any tricks."
His angry and threatening demeanor suggested he had received training in threats from a professional master.
Jami chose a restaurant and immediately sat down at a table. The table she chose had a large window with clear glass, offering a view of the outside.
Jami loudly called the waiter and ordered two plates of spaghetti.
"Two plates for what?" the boy asked.
"One for me and one for you," Jami replied.
"I don't want it. I'm just hungry for your life," the boy said.
Jami sensed danger from the boy's words, but the aroma of food also tempted her. She ordered a plate of macaroni, a plate of salad, a grilled cheese sandwich, a cup of ice cream, tomato soup, a burger, boiled eggs, and fruit salad. So many dishes were arranged on the table that there was no space for the ice cream. The waiter placed it on a shelf near the window. Removing the flower pot and decorations from the table, he placed all the ordered dishes on the table. The boy thought, if the things that didn't fit on the table, how would they go into his stomach?
Jami removed her mask and started eating. The boy saw her face for the first time and said, "I wish you had brains instead of a face."
Jami was angered by his words, but she said nothing. She ate a little of each dish and started looking around.
"What are you looking around for now? Do you want to order something else? Finish what you've already ordered first," the boy asked.
"Do you even think I'll finish all this? My stomach isn't a warehouse," Jami replied.
Hearing her answer, he understood that she didn't value food.
"Wait a minute, I'll be back in two minutes," Jami said and started to get up.
"Where are you going?" the boy asked, holding her hand.
"I'm going to the washroom," Jami said.
"I'll come with you," the boy said.
"Are you coming into the ladies' washroom?" Jami said irritably.
The boy released her hand and said, "Go now, but be quick."
There was always a scowl on that boy's nose, and he had said this too with great anger. Jami thought, perhaps he never learned to laugh.
Upon reaching the toilet, Jami began looking for an escape route, and luck favored her. There was an open window in the washroom, from where Jami could easily escape.
Jami jumped out of the window, and as she emerged, she thought, that boy took my bag, but it's okay, if the head is safe, the turban is a thousand times better. With this proverb in mind, she set off at a brisk pace on the path where her true love had promised to meet her. "Hotel Limestone."
Asking for directions from several strangers along the way, she finally reached the place her love had told her about. There, she found Jill waiting for her.
She had traveled such a long way by taxi, but she had no money. However, Jill immediately paid the taxi driver.
Waves of love rose to the sky in Jami's heart. She thought, he cares so much for me.
Jill saw her and asked, "Where is your bag?"
Jami, with displeasure and without wasting time, said in one breath, "I've returned safely, isn't that enough?"
Seeing her anger, Jill hesitantly said, "It's enough. By the way, will you eat or drink something?"
Jami started thinking about how much she had eaten and drunk, and the troubles she had to endure because of what she had drunk. There was still a fear in her heart that the boy might follow her here.
She looked around and asked, "Why did you call me here? We were supposed to meet at your house."
Jill was thinking about answering her question with some tension, as if he were hiding something, but he quickly replied, "My mother will get angry because I am from a respectable family and trying to elope with a girl, so I have called you to this hotel and I have also booked a room here. You can stay here comfortably."
"Alright. Before checking the hotel camera, you take me shopping now, because my bag has been stolen and I don't have any essential belongings left," Jami said.
Jill says, putting his hand in his pocket, "You've started spending as soon as you arrived, but it's okay, the money has come."
His suspicious words forced Jami to question, "Where did it come from?"
Jill's hesitation grew even more, but she controlled her words and said bravely, "It came from my salary, where else would it come from?" Jami held both her hands and pulled her towards a large shopping mall nearby. For the past half an hour, the boy had been sitting on a chair, looking at the dishes in front of him; only Jami had taken a bite. He was feeding his phone's data into his watch. On his phone, he saw some messages and chats. There, he found that not someone else's, but a number named 'Jill, my dear' had made many missed calls and he had also made many calls.
While searching for this data, he found a message where Jill had asked to meet at a hotel called 'Limestone'. The boy thought, "It seems that the girl, driven by love, ran away to make her parents crazy, and it seems she has a habit of running away." Then it occurred to him that the girl had been in the toilet for half an hour. Now he was sure that she had run away.
Now, a wave of agility surged through the boy's body, and he started searching for her here and there. Then he remembered that her phone had listed 'Limestone' as the last address, so there was a good chance she would be there. After shopping for almost an hour, Jami filled three bags with clothes; and they weren't just clothes, but also cosmetics, shoes, and many other items, but not a single thing that would be useful to a person. While shopping, she bought a dress and changed into it right there in the mall, because she didn't want the boy to recognize her by her clothes when he found her. She covered her hair with a blue cap and also put on a mask.
"Why did you change clothes?" Jill asked.
"What business is it of yours? Just walk towards the hotel," Jami replied angrily.
Jill was carrying the heavy bags and heading towards the hotel, but then he received a call and asked Jami to sit on a bench. He placed all the shopping bags near her and went a few meters away to receive the call. On the call was a man with a voice that sounded like a 50-year-old man. As soon as Jill picked up the call, he complained, "He spent all my money. I need more money."
"Take as much money as you need, but that girl must not come back alive," the old but strong voice said.
"I have made all the preparations and I won't disappoint you," Jill said.
The call ended, and Jill looked at Jami, who was sitting on the bench, looking around at unfamiliar sights. Jill's connection to Jami wasn't due to a wrong number dialed, but it was a well-thought-out conspiracy. Jill had prepared everything to kill her, but how could he let this beautiful and cute-looking girl go without a bonus? He had put in so much effort to trap her, so how could he end the game without a bonus?
Jami sat on the bench, feeling a bit scared. She took out the hot coffee she had bought from a vending machine and began to drink it. In a short while, she realized that the hot coffee had turned into cold coffee, but she didn't know how.
Jill took her to a large hotel that looked big but had no activity. It seemed that people didn't like to come there. The hotel had a large swimming pool in front of its window, which was filled with water, but it looked like no one had cleaned it for a long time, so it had turned green and blue.
"You were going to book a room in a 5-star hotel, but what kind of hotel is this?" Jami asked.
"If I had booked a room in a 5-star hotel, perhaps your uncle would have found out, so I chose a hotel where not many people come," Jill replied.
Jami thought that her lover was not only handsome but also sensible. As soon as they entered the room, she lay down on the bed and said that her head hurt. Jami thought she was unwell, but her decision was far worse. Jami fell asleep on the bed, and Jill went to the hotel kitchen to order coffee for her. As soon as the coffee cup came into his hands, he took out a strip and a pill from his pocket and mixed it into the coffee.
He entered her room, approached her, and woke her up. Jami didn't wake up because she was deep in sleep. He lifted her up and made her drink the coffee. Jill gave her the coffee with so much love that she couldn't refuse and started drinking it. Jill sat beside her, and Jami rested her head on his shoulder. As soon as Jami drank the coffee, she felt extremely sleepy. Jill took the cup from her hands and placed it on the nearby table. Jami felt a great deal of sleepiness. What would happen now?
(True love is with those who love you truly, and never ruin your life in search of true love when those who truly love you are right in front of you. They are your parents.)
Jemi started to feel dizzy. It seemed like Dua was traveling right before her eyes. Her eyelids felt heavy, as if she was losing control over every move her body made. The onset of sleep and drowsiness began to overwhelm her. In a childlike voice, Jemi asked, "Why am I feeling so sleepy?"
Jill responded to her childish question with an equally childish answer, "You're sleepy because you're sleepy." Jill began to gently stroke her delicate face with his hands, then moved his hand to her neck. Jemi removed his hand, but he continued to move closer. As he approached, Jemi pushed him away.
Jemi said, "You should go home now; I need to rest." Jill replied, "I'll go home, but after spending some time with you." As he sat closer to her, Jemi became angry and pushed him away with her hand. The force of her push surprised Jill and made him angrier. He began to force himself on her.
Jemi was a girl who never forced herself to eat, so how could she tolerate such coercion? It's a different matter that she had completed her studies under compulsion, but she was not one to tolerate such enforcement.
Jemi tried her best to stop him, but he wouldn't stop. She was getting very angry, and suddenly her eyes sparkled, along with a red glow. Flames of intense fire began to rise from her hands, engulfing Jill's body. The heat from the flames was so intense that Jill, unable to bear it, looked around for water. He spotted a swimming pool outside the window and, without hesitation, jumped out of it.
Meanwhile, a boy had been searching for Jemi around the Limestone Hotel, as her last message had contained the address. However, she was not there. The Limestone Hotel was a five-star hotel, surrounded by restaurants and another old hotel called Hotel Mez, where Jemi actually was.
As the boy searched around Limestone, he felt that Jamset had been activated, and without a doubt, it had to be Jemi. He noticed people gathering around an old-looking hotel. Some were saying, "How did this happen? A boy was engulfed in flames and jumped into the swimming pool!"
The boy realized that this must be the place where Jamset was activated. He immediately went there and found that smoke was coming from a window on the first floor, indicating that Jemi's activation had occurred in that room. He quickly opened a portal and entered the room before anyone else.
He saw that the bed was on fire, with an intense, red flame. He looked around and spotted a girl sitting against a wall, unconscious, with ice formed around her. Before people arrived, he sensed their footsteps approaching. He quickly activated another portal to a familiar, unknown location and took the girl with him.
Before people could open the door and see, there was no one in the room. The boy stepped into a dense jungle, specifically the Amazon, where a significant part had been deforested but much remained inaccessible to humans.
He stood under a large tree, removing some leaves with his feet, revealing a square white marble beneath. Stepping on the marble, the boy didn't utter magical incantations but called out in someone's name, saying, "GN22. Megaskal."
He immediately opened a square underground passage two feet away from the marble. A person could comfortably move in and out from there. Then, he started thinking about how he would take this girl, who was sleeping with her both hands as her bed.
Just then, a strange thing emerged from the dark underground passage at high speed. It was a weird-looking flying robot, which was only half a meter long and had a square box-like face.
Under its box-like face were small round balls connected by wires. All of them had five strong and flexible wires attached, which helped it to hold onto anything. It seemed like someone had made it for fun, but at least it worked.
This unique robot had two holes on its box-like monitor, from which wire-like hands came out. The corners had screw-like things attached to prove they were palms.
The entire structure of this cheap steel frame resembled a neuron cell found in the human brain. After seeing the girl in the boy's hands, it rubbed its screw-like palms and asked in a naughty tone, "Is this sister-in-law?"
Its voice sounded like a five-year-old child's and echoed in his ears, and its words pricked the boy's mind.
The boy glared at it and said, "This calamity girl is not your sister-in-law."
He picked up the girl in his hands and awkwardly moved inside through the small passage, which led to a large room with a white marble. There was nothing in the white room except three doors. One door had a keypad, indicating it opened with a password. A large sofa was in the center of the room, on which he laid the girl.
After laying her down, the boy stretched and headed to his room. But before leaving, he ordered the small robot in a tired and irritable voice, "Do anything, but she must regain consciousness."
As soon as he left, the robot said in a very slow voice, "The prince often brings the princess to consciousness, but this prince brought her unconscious."
It looked at her carefully and brought a glass of water close to her. It thought she was so delicate; even water droplets could harm her. So, the robot lovingly and gently splashed some water on her face. When that didn't work, it poured the entire glass of water on her face.
The moment the water touched her face, she regained consciousness and started looking around for things. She found nothing in the room except two pillows on the sofa, which she threw at the robot.
She moved to another door and entered, trying to escape. The door led her to the kitchen. As the robot was coming to stop her, she was scared and started throwing things at it.
The noise from the thrown things was very loud. The boy, who was taking a bath, heard the noise and assumed the Welsh army had attacked his spot.
He quickly tried to put on his clothes, but the noise became even louder. He thought the Welsh army had entered his secret room and destroyed essential things.
Instead of wasting time dressing, he decided to turn on the war suit mode on his super watch. He quickly wore the watch and activated the power mode, which made a black fighting suit equipped with various weapons appear on his body.
He quickly followed the noise and found that the girl had thrown almost all kitchen items on the floor, and some were completely destroyed.
The moment she saw him, she stopped and said, "Fell from the sky and stuck in a date palm." She said this because she had just escaped from someone and got into another person's trap.
The blue light on the black pistol showed a few units, indicating that the device it was connected to had only two percent energy left, which would soon run out and make Sargan's fighting suit disappear. When the boy found out, he angrily ordered Jami to sit on the ground and quickly left. Jami didn't know why he suddenly went to his room. As she looked around, she saw a nervous creature coming out of the dustbin, which looked like a neuron cell. She called it Steel Neuron because it was made of steel. The creature's fear decreased when Jami approached it like a child and started pampering it. Jami tried to pull its cheeks like a child but couldn't because it was made of steel.
In a childish tone, Jami sat on her knees and pampered it, saying, "You're so cute. I've never seen a cuter creature than you." The GN22 monitor turned pink with embarrassment and said in a child's voice, "No one has ever called me cute. You can do whatever you want here." Jami's mind turned mischievous, and she started looking around. She saw a kettle, a partner, and a fridge with only a few cold drinks inside. Her eyes fell on a large white machine with a red button that said "don't touch" in bold letters. However, Jami was inclined to do what was forbidden. Just as she was about to press the button, she noticed a round laptop on the floor. It was white, and its monitor shone like it was new. She saw her reflection in it, but before she could react, the boy snatched it away and said in a rough tone, "Megaskal, you're an Emptyskal. I told you to prevent this mess, not choose anything."
Jami got angry, puffed out her face, and said, "I'm not a mess-maker." Her expression changed, and she said, waving her hair, "My name is Jami, not full or semi. And your name is Mr. Khadus." The robot also expressed curiosity about Jami's name and asked for it. The boy looked around and said, "A... A... Bm.... cc." The Megaskal robot said, "Your name is ABCD." Jami burst into laughter. As she was about to pat the robot's shoulder, it caught her hand. Jami smelled something pleasant, closed her eyes, and followed the scent to the boy's neck. He moved his head away and said, "You seem obsessed with boys." Jami moved away and said, "Stop nonsense. You seem to have taken a half-bath. I still smell lady soap on you." The boy asked, "Does soap have a gender?" Jami replied, "Just like boys' and girls' clothes are different, their soaps are also different. And your name is quite different." The boy said, "My name isn't different, and it's not ABCD. You can call me Arcal. Forget this and finish what we started." As he said this, his eyes sparkled, and blue waves emanated from his hands.
The waves merged to form a dangerous-looking sphere. The boy began to prepare for an accurate shot. Just then, Gn22 appeared between them and said, "Don't shoot her. Why do you need to kill such a lovely girl?"
The boy ordered, "Move out of the way." Gn22 quickly stepped aside, knowing that the boy was about to attack. But the boy didn't attack. Seeing this, Zamy disappeared from there.
He quickly searched for her and found Zamy in her room, trying to activate the portal on her watch. The boy firmly took the super watch from her delicate hands and said, "Stop touching my things."
Zamy immediately said, "You will kill me if I don't try to escape."
Zamy's eyes welled up with tears. Arcal's heart began to fill with a bit of affection. Gn22 intervened, "You are taking care of the Gemat in your own way, so treat her like a Gemat and take care of her."
Arcal thought for a moment, looking at his sparkling floor, and said, "Alright, if you don't run away, you'll stay alive."
Zamy asked irritably, "How long do I have to stay with you, a gruff person like you?" Arcal's voice softened, and a warmth crept into his tone. Zamy said, "Why would I leave such a luxurious place?"
Arcal went to his bag, pulled out a box, and said, "You're smart. If you want to stay alive, you'll have to stay here." Zamy recognized the box and said, "I know this box. It has the rings of your many girlfriends, with stones inserted in them so that no one else can put their finger in."
Arcal looked at her sideways, surprised by her bold statement. Gn22 chimed in, "And he's single. He doesn't have a girlfriend."
Arcal threw his bag at her, attacking her, and asked her to sit next to him. As she sat down, he opened the box, revealing many rings, one with a round stone. Each stone had a different color.
Arcal placed one ring on his palm, and the stone merged into his skin like a raindrop on dry land. He put the ring on his finger and ordered Zamy, "Attack me." Zamy gathered all her strength and anger and kicked him with a powerful blow.
The kick hit the boy's shoulder, but Zamy felt the pain. Arcal explained, "This is a counter-defense Gemat. If someone attacks you, you won't feel anything, but they will get hurt." Gn22 added, "Quickly told her."
Zamy lay on Arcal's bed, wincing in pain. Arcal asked, "Why do you act so childishly?"
Zamy wiped her tears and asked, "What are these Gemats?" Arcal explained in a teacher-like tone, "Gemats are precious stones. If someone can use them correctly, they can rule the world."
Zamy got up from the bed and said, "These are movie-like stories. Nothing like this exists." This time, Zamy seemed like a sensible girl.
Arcal said, "You saw how you got hurt." He took out the ring, and the stone reappeared on his palm. He placed the ring on the stone, and they merged again.
Arcal put the Gemats back and said, "Gemats give you various powers, but only those with natural talents can use them effectively. You don't have that." While Arcal was explaining, Zamy reopened the box and was about to pick up another ring.
What will happen now? Zamy already has a Gemat inside her; will she be able to avoid wearing the second one?
Jami once again went to do a new devilish act to invite trouble. She opened the box of Jamets and was about to take out a Jamet and place it on her palm when, luckily, Arcal saw her and pounced on the ring as fiercely as a hungry lion pounces on its prey.
As soon as he took the ring from her, her patience ran out, and she questioned him with indignant words, "Why do you do the very things you are told not to do? I can't tolerate you for even a single day. I don't know how your family tolerated you all these years. They should be given a salute of 100 cannons."
Hearing this, Jami felt the taunt like an arrow, and she pouted her lips like a spoiled child once again.
Arcal looked at her lovingly.
"Talk about what you were saying and stop looking at me," Jami said angrily.
Arcal started thinking, "What should I write in your praise that words fall short? The destination is not important on the path of love; it's not my compulsion to step on this path, yet we are moving forward on this incomplete path. On a path where roses bloom, but our feet only find thorns, we are walking. What should I write that words fall short in your praise? The light in your eyes fills my heart with joy. But I can only see you in dreams; only in dreams can I express my heart to you. I have to create distance from you unnecessarily; my heart fights society's videos, you are in front of me, yet I have to avert my gaze... You have no idea how helpless my heart is. I fear reducing the distance; in the fear of getting you, my heartbeats increase. In the fear of losing you, we fight our emotions. I don't know why I avoid your gaze? Even then, we are terrified by the thought that we might forget your face while drawing your picture. Falling in love is not a crime; it's a custom of the world, not a new invention. Everyone falls in love; there's no big deal in it. So why fear the world? What business do they have with what we are doing? Why tell them for whom we are dying? What should we write in your praise that words fall short? Well, somehow, I've written a letter of love; he will also understand that we are confessing."
Then his thoughts were abruptly broken, and he started speaking rapidly, "So, I was saying that Jamets can take anyone's inner strength to an extra level, and I've come here to find people who have some hidden talent, which I can use these Jamets to enhance and deploy against the Welsh Army."
Jami, who had always been weak in Social Studies and often fell asleep as soon as she opened her Social Studies books, asked curiously which country's army the Welsh Army was.
Arcal said very seriously, "The Welsh Army doesn't work for any country; rather, they want to conquer the whole world, and most of their information is not relevant to you."
Jami's curiosity grew even more because she had grown up watching superhero cartoons and movies since childhood. She had never read about great personalities like Nelson Mandela, but she had read biographies of Batman, Iron Man, and Superman extensively.
Like a leader, Jami clenched her fist and raised it towards the sky. She stood up with great confidence and said, "Let's go and finish the Welsh."
It looked as if she was inciting her people to prepare for a war, out of which only Arcal was unaffected by her childish talk.
Arcal, putting the box of Jamets into his bag, said, "You want to finish the Welsh, but before that, the Welsh will finish you. To defeat the Welsh, you must possess every quality. Mentality and physical strength must work in unison, and for all this, you must be prepared, or they will kill you and steal your powers."
Hearing this, Jami became a little scared, and she expressed her feelings, "I want to protect myself from them and help you."
Arcal came closer, held both her arms with his hands, and said in an encouraging tone, "For all this, you will have to undergo physical training every day, which I will give you. But since I have to find other people too, I will travel around the world all day collecting people, and then come back at night to train you."
Amidst Arcal's encouraging words, GN 22 uttered a disheartening remark, "It will be asleep by then."
Disregarding his words, Arcal ordered, "Then GN 22, your job is to let it sleep all day, and at night, I will begin my story."
The phrase "begin my story" had two meanings, and Jami, a girl who, despite understanding the correct meaning, acted as if she didn't. She angrily threw the pillow on the bed at Arcal and said, "All boys are the same. How dare you think of starting your story with me at night?"
Arcal, placing the pillow back on the bed, said, "Oh, you troublemaker! I have to find worthy people during the day and try to make a worthless girl worthy at night. Therefore, I will start the story of making you worthy at night. And can't you think of anything other than vulgar thoughts? By the way, reading your chats, I realized you were crazy about Jill."
Jami suddenly said, "It was Jill, and don't even mention his name."
Arcal: "Yes, I won't mention his name, because you burned Jill."
Saying this, Arcal was about to leave the room, but Jami stood up and said, "Yes, I burned Jill because he broke my heart like a polished mirror."
Jami poetically declared, "They hesitate before every step they take. If they don't know how to love, they deceive."
Hearing this heartbreaking poetry from a childish girl, Arcal said, "And people like you gulp down precious liquid."
In the midst of their 'nursery rhyme' session, GN 22 joined in, saying, "Recite another poem."
Jami, with a melancholy like Pankaj Udhas, recited with great joy, "We received thousands of dreams, we strung them together with thread. Our lover deceived us, and we cried a lot."
At this, Arcal transformed her beautiful heart-breaking poetry into a nursery rhyme and recited, "And because of you, I poured my precious liquid..."
Jami's patience snapped, and before she could throw something at him, he quickly left with his backpack. Then Jami understood that he was going out into the outside world, and if Jami could succeed in going out with him, she would be free, otherwise she would be imprisoned in this secret location.
While she was lost in these useless thoughts, the boy left, and Jami chased after him with hurried steps. But at the last moment, she reached the door that led to the way she could go out.
As soon as she reached there, Jami realized that the door had a password lock. If it had been an ordinary steel or iron lock, she would have broken it by hitting it with something, but it was no ordinary lock; it was a password lock with a warning written on it: enter the correct password at once, or face eternal imprisonment.
Now, what will our naive Jami do?
New York, a famous city surrounded by tall buildings, much like a dense forest is surrounded by trees. Here, every building seemed to compete with each other in height, but this was not the scene Arcal had envisioned in his dreams.
It is said that tall buildings are the property of the rich, built to hide the small houses of the poor. No matter how grand a building is, its constructor is a laborer from a small house.
Arcal had seen in his very old dreams that his box, filled with Gemetes, would be emptied in New York; meaning he would find people worthy of his mission in New York City. However, although he had seen tall buildings in his dreams, after searching almost all areas of this developed place, he found nothing but disappointment.
Defeated, having brushed aside all hopes with the broom of despair, he decided to have a coffee in a restaurant and called the waiter.
He first enjoyed an Americano coffee, then he thought that no coffee could have a better ending than an Espresso.
He ordered an Espresso, and as soon as he placed the order, a girl rushed to serve it to him, but the urgency was so great that she spilled the Espresso on him with the speed of an express train.
The girl, with her big, angry red eyes, began to shower him with a downpour of hot acid-like words. Without even looking at his appearance. The girl was extremely regretful of her mistake, but she didn't have the time or courage to listen to such a long lecture. She was a beautiful, fair-skinned girl wearing a red staff shirt over a blue one, with the restaurant's name written in large letters on it.
Her blonde hair, without any layered haircut or hairstyle, was tied up with a simple black hairband. Her pink lips had no lipstick on them. Before Arkal could drown in the depths of her gaze, she said, "Just one coffee spilled, don't overreact."
Her brave response showed that she regretted her mistake but didn't want any trouble because of it. From her way of working, it seemed that she had never worked before, but circumstances had forced her to do so. But who would tell Arkal that?
Hearing her response, Arkal's anger began to exceed the limit. For a while, he closed his eyes to control his anger. According to his secret observations, he noticed that the girl was quickly finishing her work to meet a young boy at some bar.
Seeing this, he opened his eyes and allowed his anger to cross the limit, pouring it on her again. He wondered why every girl was so crazy about boys? But he was also a boy; why wasn't anyone crazy about him?
He was raining down on her like dark clouds when the noise attracted the shop owner, who came and learned about the dispute. The owner apologized to the customer, i.e., Arkal, who was drowned in anger, and fired the girl in a single moment, as she had made this mistake for the fifth time.
The boy left the hotel, watching the scene and someone's job getting terminated, and then he left. On the way, he felt a bit sorry for the girl but gathered his emotions and took a glance at the sky, which was fully lit.
For a while, he thought about finding people suitable for Gamet and then closed his eyes. As his eyelids touched, he saw a Gamet activating, and the hand holding it had a red band with white letters that read, 'Welcome to our restaurant.'
Seeing the signs of the dream, he realized it was the same girl who had spilled coffee on him and left deep-colored stains on his white shirt. With the speed of a racing car, he entered the restaurant and learned that the girl, who had just been fired, left with her bag.
At this moment, the boy remembered that a little while ago, he had seen a glimpse of the future where the girl was going to City Bar after finishing her work. He rushed towards City Bar, taking big strides one after another, but he didn't find her inside. There were many girls and boys there. Many girls approached him due to his personality, but he was someone for whom his responsibility came first, and that responsibility was his mission.
He continuously kept moving away from the clingy girls and searched for the girl here and there. Many people were dancing under disco lights, leaving the daylight and closing all the paths of light. The music was playing at a very loud pitch, and some people were busy emptying bottles of alcohol while sitting.
Despite searching for the girl, Arkel was convinced that without seeing a glimpse of the future, he was only trying to achieve failure. As he closed his eyes, he saw a boy hitting the girl's head with a large, thick, and strong glass at the bar counter.
The moment he saw this, he realized that the girl's life was in danger. He rushed to the bar counter in a hurry and with fear, and saw a boy holding the girl's hand and threatening her for something.
Arkel assumed that the boy was her boyfriend and that he wanted to kill her because she had refused to marry him. Without thinking twice, Arkel punched the boy in the face, hitting him hard enough that his head hit the wall. However, the boy didn't suffer much damage, but the expensive glasses and bottles around them broke.
The boy, holding his head, asked, "Why did you hit me?"
Arkel replied in a firm voice, "How dare you threaten your girlfriend in public like this? And I know you were going to kill her."
The boy, who was a bit scared and had a slight injury on his head, said in a slow voice, "This girl is not my girlfriend. She borrowed 1.5 million dollars from me, and she only needs to return 10,000 dollars."
Instead of regretting his actions, Arkel said, "Good that she's returning at least 10,000 dollars. If I were in her shoes, I would have run away with the 1.5 million dollars."
The girl, angry and making a fist, told Arkel, "Please stop this. You've already cost me my job, and now you've hit someone. Why did you have to interfere in my life?"
Just then, the police arrived at the bar uninvited.
The boy showed the police his injured head and the damage, saying, "This guy came to my bar and hit me, and the girl standing next to him is also involved."
The girl tried to explain in a nervous voice, but the boy told the police, "She borrowed 1.5 million dollars from me, and when it was time to pay back, she brought a thug to threaten me. Take them to the police station, and I'll explain everything there."
Arkel remained silent, knowing that arguing with such people would only lead to more trouble.
The girl continued to try to explain, but the police didn't listen and took them both away.
The road doesn't ask about a traveler's ability to walk; it asks about their courage. The girl, who had been arrested for the first time, was crying all the way, regretting her situation and blaming the boy for causing her to lose her job and now her dignity.
They were sitting in the back seat of the police van, with an old man watching them. The old man was wearing glasses, which Arkel noticed made his eyesight weak. When the opportunity arose, Arkel whispered to the girl in a barely audible voice, "Do you want to escape?"
The girl immediately replied in a louder voice, "Yes!"
Arkel gestured for her to be quiet, and fortunately, the old man didn't notice their conversation.
Arkel asked, "Where do you want to go? Give me your address."
The girl gave him her home address, and Arkel quickly put it into his watch and activated his portal.
This time, he opened a small portal under the chair, which the old man couldn't see. The girl, curious and eager to escape trouble, jumped into the portal after Arkel.
The portal closed, and when the old man turned his attention to them, he found no one there. He shouted in surprise and confusion, and the police officers nearby scolded him.
The girl looked at Arkel and saw that they had successfully escaped.
Unbearable allegations were made against him that he had let them escape for money. Which is false. Arkhal and that girl did escape but what will happen next? Is that girl also unworthy like Zami or is there some special quality in her that is made for only one Zamet?
Arkhal and the girl arrived in a dark room where there was no light at all. Arkhal turned on the light of his watch and moved it around to take stock of the camera. He saw that the girl's clothes were on the table in her room, books were on the bed and the pillow was lying near the wardrobe, then the girl turned on the light. After the light came on, the dirt of the room became even more visible. Then Arkhal turned off the light of his watch and said, "Don't you feel pity for the condition of your room? You are a girl who cannot keep her things in place and you promise to return 15 lakhs."
On hearing his taunt, the girl asked, "Why did you come into my life?"
At this moment, it seemed very familiar to Arkhal because these lines he always used for Zami. In the meantime, the girl asked, "What kind of magic is this? Are you a magician or are you playing with my mind?"
On hearing this question, Arkhal felt that he had to sit like Zami and explain it to her. Then he put his bag on the ground, opened the zip and took out the Zamet box and took out the S-Ring and ordered the girl to keep it on her palm but the girl refused to even touch the ring without his order. Arkhal forcibly took her hand and placed the ring on her palm, then the stone in the middle of the ring, which was sky blue in color, got absorbed in her hand but the surprised and disturbed girl could not understand anything.
Arkhal asked her to wear the ring, then she followed his instructions and wore the ring. Then Arkhal asked her to give him a light slap, then the waves of the girl's mischief touched the sky of her mind and she gathered all her power and gave him a strong blow. The girl was thinking that the punch would not be so powerful but after gaining the power of Zamet, her punch became so powerful that Arkhal fell on the bed.
Arkhal did not get any serious injury because, as they say, a person's health does not get affected by any disease or external blow until that person does any work happily, and here Arkhal had eaten a slap happily. He thought foolishly that the girl would hit a slap directly and according to his order but he did not know that she was a next-level woman who would do something she had not even thought of.
On hearing this, the doctor asked angrily, "Don't lie. What do you think you can fool me?"
At this, Jill said, "This is true. If you have any doubt, you can ask any employee of that hotel. Only one girl came with me. Her name is Zami Mihara, find out if you want."
The doctor smiled and said, "So, there is a girl with him." Saying this, he left there, surprising and disturbing Jill.
On his way out, a window came in which a similarly looking doctor was lying unconscious in a room. The doctor changed into the form of a beautiful girl while walking or maybe she did. This is our Lisa, who is wearing simple clothes at the moment. She was wearing a normal T-shirt, a leather jacket on top and jeans with a leather belt. Suddenly a boy appeared before her eyes, whose height was a bit bigger than Lisa's and he had purple hair. His age seemed to be almost equal to Lisa's.
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This is our Reg, who Lisa's boss had thrust upon her like a burden. Reg had come here to discuss work, but upon seeing Lisa's beauty, which amplified her arrogance by four or five notches, he said, "It's been so many years since I last saw you! I'm not seeing you in combat attire, but in ordinary clothes. You haven't changed at all in all these years. You're 35 years old, but you look 25."
Hearing his words, Lisa looked at him with clenched teeth, in an angry manner, and turning her face away, ordered him, "Find out about Jami Mohra."
Upon hearing such a stern order, instead of taking it seriously, Reg, following an old, past order, provided her with the information.
He said, "The boss said it was one of us, but when I looked into the details of 'one of us,' I found that there isn't anyone among us who is under suspicion or has disappeared."
Hearing this, Lisa said, "I told you about Jami Mihara. She is the one who falls under suspicion. There's a possibility she has Jamets; investigate this."
Reg asked questioningly, "She's an Earthling. She can't be one of us."
Lisa: "You don't need to use your brain. Follow the boss's order. We need to bring this girl back alive, and whoever is with her, their game is over. Understood?"
Reg, obeying the order of his extremely beautiful woman Lisa like a slave, began to extract all the details about Jami Mihara. As if he had appeared before her eyes, he vanished from them.
As soon as he left, Lisa, watching the setting sun from the balcony, clenched her fists and thought with great anger – "Even though she's not one of us, she's still one of us. Antonio, you must die."
What is this cunning Lisa plotting? And why does she want to kill the person the boss ordered to be brought back alive? Who is this Antonio? Is Jami's life in danger?
A cheerful, happy family, whose joy was amplified by their beloved daughter, Tamara Joji. She had taken a leap towards fulfilling the dreams of her poor parents, who managed to run their household by doing whatever work they could, by securing a scholarship at the city's biggest university. But perhaps someone's evil eye fell upon their immeasurable happiness.
Tamara's father, who worked at a printing press, met with an unforeseen accident one night on his way home, in which he lost a hand.
As if that wasn't enough, fate, testing every limit, made her father a victim of a tumor.
Due to the need for 15 lakh for her father's operation, she had borrowed money from a friend. Her father recovered, but the friend's intentions turned sour.
That friend, who had once told Tamara that it was okay if she didn't return the money, suddenly started demanding that the 15 lakh be returned within a year, otherwise, the item she had kept as collateral would be his, and Tamara would not get it back.
Tamara's life was being hit by one hardship after another at that time. She couldn't understand anything and signed the agreement that she would return the 15 lakh within a year.
She continued her studies and also took up a part-time job somewhere. However, within a month, she realized that a part-time job was equivalent to filling an empty well by pouring in drops of water. So she quit her studies and started working full-time.
Tamara, who was a brilliant student, and besides being intelligent, was also mysterious, strong, and skilled. Not only did she know sword fighting, boxing, and wrestling, but she was also very good at ice skating. But what's the use of skill, sir, people judge a person by their wealth. She had to give up her studies and start working.
Despite getting a full-time job, she was in dire need of money. So she started a second part-time job at a cafe. But while narrating her entire story sitting in this cafe to Arkel, she said, "It's only because of you that my hard-earned job is gone."
Without showing much anger, Tamara focused on the espresso, which she had accidentally spilled on Arkel a while ago.
He sat at the reception desk, staring at the pair, having just fired the girl and noticing her arrive with a disgruntled look, sipping on a coffee. However, he couldn't make out their quiet conversation.
Arkal listened to Tamara's tale and then remarked, "So, you know how to fight, sword fight, and ice skate. I won't need to teach you much."
Hearing this non-sequitur, the girl's controlled anger boiled over, and she exclaimed in a loud voice, "Even after I shared my troubles, you're still talking about your absurd mission. How heartless can you be?"
The commotion caught the shop owner's attention, and he approached them, saying, "Why are you two making so much noise over an espresso? If you want to cause a scene, you can leave."
Without finishing their coffee, the girl and Arkal swiftly gathered their belongings and left.
Once outside, Tamara said, "Why would I risk my life for you? Why would I leave my home, friends, and family to help you? Why would I fight that weak Welsh army that wants to occupy a small piece of land, which might not even be your home, and you're trying to use me as a pawn in your personal vendetta?"
Arkal realized she was taking his words lightly. He replied, "Don't misinterpret my every word. The Welsh army isn't weak; it's powerful and wants to conquer the entire world, not just a small piece of land."
Tamara then said, "I've wasted all day listening to your stories. Now, pay me 1.5 million, or I'll practice my martial arts on you."
Arkal looked her up and down and said, "It seems the espresso has affected you. I'll settle your debt and get your house out of foreclosure, but you have to give me your body."
"Give me your body?" The girl was about to punch him when Arkal caught her fist and explained politely, "I chose my words poorly. I meant that you need to dedicate your strength, intelligence, spirit, life, courage, and power to this mission."
This explanation calmed her down.
The girl's anger subsided slightly. She thought, "If this army couldn't defeat this young boy, how weak must they be? I'll defeat him in one go and then get him a psychologist to fix his mental state." With that, Tamara decided to help him, but in return, he had to give her 1.5 million. Arkal knew she would agree, but he wasn't sure what would happen after their verbal deal. On the other side of the planet, in a grand, king-like mansion, a king entered his spacious room and pulled back a curtain, revealing a frame.
Inside the frame was a picture of a newborn baby in the king's lap. He covered the picture with the curtain again and called someone on his super watch. But who was the child in the picture, and whom did the king call?
Wandering around in search, no matter how strong a warrior, would eventually lead to exhaustion. Lisa, after nearly two hours of searching for the Jammets' protector, finally sat down on the rooftop of a tall skyscraper in New York City for a moment's rest.
As soon as she sat down, as her body began to relax, it struck her that rest was a luxury she couldn't afford until her mission was complete. Lisa strongly suspected the boy was with Jaimi Mihara, and since Jaimi's birthplace was New York City, after thoroughly searching Hawaii, she had shifted her focus to surveying New York. However, after searching just a couple of streets, she was met with only mild disappointment. Then, comfortably seated on a discarded pipe on the rooftop of a large building, she looked up at the open sky and realized it signaled nighttime, but not the dead of night; it was only 9:00 PM.
Just then, her boss's call appeared on her super watch screen. She had no choice but to answer. Lisa was actually waiting for Reg's call, but her boss had called. Taking a long, deep breath, she answered. A booming voice emerged.
"He's not found you yet? Perhaps you're no longer useful," the boss questioned.
Seeing her boss unleash a storm upon her, Lisa's suppressed rage was a sight to behold. She just wanted to activate her portal and go throttle her boss with her serpentine grip. But she knew her boss was far more powerful than her.
"I've located his whereabouts, and I'll apprehend him now," Lisa said in a calm voice.
"Make sure to bring him back alive," the boss replied after hearing this.
As she listened to her boss, Lisa stood up and looked around. Then, in a nearby alley, she spotted a boy talking to a girl in a secretive manner. She told her boss,
"As per your orders, I will bring him back alive."
With that, the boss hung up. Then, on the small monitor of her super watch, she saw that a Jammets had been activated in this area, and his location was nearby. Her suspicion began to turn into reality, as besides the boy and the girl, there were no other people in the vicinity who would be Jammets' targets; only a few elderly people and children were visible here and there.
Just then, Reg's message arrived, which read, "The last time that boy was in Hawaii, so there's a high chance he's still in Hawaii." Reading this, Lisa felt like cursing his speculative thinking, but there was no time.
She then turned her attention back to the boy and girl. The girl's face was not visible as she was facing the boy. Lisa noticed a ring on the girl's finger and a super watch on the boy's wrist, partially hidden by his sleeve.
Seeing this, she became 100% confident that this was the Jammets' protector. She jumped from the six-story building and appeared before them.
Seeing her, everyone was startled and began to flee in different directions. Tamara, upon seeing her, instantly realized she was a member of the Welsh Army. Quickly concealing her face, she pulled a mask from her pocket and put it on. Arcal, surprised by her sudden appearance, asked a foolish question,
"Hey, you rogue woman, where did you come from?"
As soon as Arcal uttered his absurd question, Lisa said,
"Antonio, your game is over."
With that, Lisa's fighting suit activated, and she unleashed a weapon that resembled a laser wire from her back, attacking Arcal. Arcal dodged the attack, but the weapon's impact hit a nearby steel pillar, causing a two-inch cut in the electrified steel pole. This demonstrated the weapon's strength and sharpness.
