A small quantity of sand began to displace from its position as sothing invisible began to move between it.
If anyone had the power to see invisible things, they would have noticed that a white tiny tentacle that didn’t have any origin was moving in a particular direction.
After reaching its location, it slithered into the sand in hopes of hiding itself from soone. Having its place secured, it began to listen to the conversation that was happening between two people.
The conversation was happening between a man and a woman, and by being there, it was making a few things sure. The only purpose of the tentacle was to let everything flow as it was supposed to in the first place.
The tentacles leisurely continued to hide there as everything was good for a few monts. Like every good thing, it didn’t last forever as well. Sensing a disturbance, it beca agitated making the sand around him disturbed as well.
Calming itself down it focused on the target once again. The result ca out the sa as it could almost feel that sothing wasn’t going the way it was supposed to be.
With a quiet push, it tried to slither out of the sand to reach the ones it was listening to. Having achieved success, it began to move toward the two unsuspecting targets.
Suddenly, midway through its journey, it noticed sothing. Stopping in instantly it tried to confirm if it was right. Feeling that everything was back on its right track once again, it slithered back and hid itself in the sand, starting to observe its target once again.
Its target was a man with long white hair, and there were multiple tattoos on his body as well, but two of them were sothing that it didn’t like. One was adorned on its target’s back in the shape of so kind of wings, and the second one was on the front.
It spectated as the man with white hair continued to have a conversation with the lady. After finishing the conversation, he began to move toward the sea. Seeing this, the tentacle instantly got into its toes—how?--- and put every bit of his sense on him.
It had done this because it knew that after a conversation like this, its target had the tendency to make things difficult for him. Not wanting to let that happen again, it was there to stop it from the very beginning.
...
Sigh!
Looking at the endless reflection of the sky in front of him, Dhruv sighed, rembering his conversation with his mother.
After that conversation, there was sothing that he rembered. He finally knew sothing about the tattoos that were around him... but the problem was that it was only sothing.
He just knew the na of these things...
’Mark of Asteri, Mark of Cosmos... how did I get you... what are your purposes..’ After obtaining one answer, many questions spawned as well.
Just with the nas on his hand, he tried to connect them with everything... but unfortunately, there wasn’t anything in his knowledge that these nas matched with.
Even though he knew the nas, there was one thing that was strange about them... and it was bugging him from the mont he knew the nas, ’Why can’t I speak them out loud..’
Without any change in expression, he whispers, "How, apple, cave, snow..." His expression remained the sa after knowing that he could speak other words without any problem.
"M—-A..." While trying to say the na, he tried to pinpoint the thing that was stopping him from saying it. After five minutes of doing this, he finally caught sothing.
’It feels like there is sothing that is blocking from saying these words. It is a foreign influence as well.’ Dhruv thought as a smile appeared on his face.
The reason for his smile was that there was another thing that he had caught except for this influence.
During the speaking session, he felt that there was sothing inside of him that was resisting this foreign blocking as well. But the problem was that his resistance wasn’t strong enough.
The reason he was still calm after knowing this was because he could feel the resistance inside of him growing each second... it was evolving every mont.
The smile on his face didn’t last long as a mild headache began to form in his head. This wasn’t the headache that accompanied a mild current in his body.
This was the headache that would make him wish his head wasn’t there... it was the one where the pain grew exponentially every mont.
Instead of getting agitated he calmly looked down in the water and sighed...
Sigh!!!
Sighing, he whispered while continuing to stare at his, "Let the things flow how they were supposed to be... right.."
In his reflection, he could see that there was a white tentacle that had stuck itself into his head like a parasite and was sucking sothing out of him.
Lifting his head, he tried to grab the parasite... instead of catching the tentacle, his hands went right through it.
Dhruv beca sowhat surprised after finding out that the parasite was ethereal, and he couldn’t grab the thing no matter how much he tried. But his hand wasn’t the only thing that he had in his arsenal as well.
Directing his hand toward the parasite, he whispered, "Ignite"
The mont these words left his mouth, fire engulfed his head in a matter of seconds.
"Ahhhhh!!.."
"Fire... soone caught fire.."
Screams began to form in the surroundings as everyone noticed a man’s head burning in red-hot fla... the intensity of the fla increased as the color of the fla began to change to that of blue...
Splash! Splash!
Multiple buckets of water were thrown on his head as everyone around him tried to stop the fla... but... but these waters hadn’t had the capability to calm the fla.
Ahhhhhhh!
A bone-chilling shout escaped Dhruv’s lips as the headache in his head reached its peak. Within a second of reaching there everything around him shattered into nothingness...
Once again he was floting in the White Void.
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