The morning sun glowed warmly over the wide gates of IIT Global Academy, India's most prestigious and world-ranked college. The massive campus was alive with students from all disciplines — engineers, doctors, artists, musicians, and even future leaders. Mukul stood quietly at the entrance, dressed in a simple white shirt and black jeans, his eyes calm but sharp.
It had been years since his rebirth, and now, at seventeen, he looked like any other student. But beneath that calm face was a man who had lived, died, and returned with memories of power, betrayal, and loss.
As he entered the campus, his phone buzzed with updates from his guild networks, business reports, and study schedules. Mukul sighed softly — his double life had begun again. College by day, shadows by night.
He walked across the courtyard when he suddenly froze. A soft, familiar voice drifted through the crowd — gentle, musical, and warm. He turned instinctively.
Standing near the fountain, holding a book, was Elina Mehra.
Her long, dark brown hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes — soft hazel, just as he remembered — sparkled under the sunlight. She wore a cream-colored dress and had a calm aura that drew attention from everyone around her.
Mukul's chest tightened. Elina... my first love.
In his last life, she had been his light in the darkest times. But due to the poisonous lies of Anya, his lover who later betrayed him, Mukul and Elina had been torn apart. Anya had manipulated her, creating misunderstandings that ended in tragedy. In the chaos of betrayal and battle, Aaryan — his trusted brother in arms — had killed Elina under pretences. Mukul had watched helplessly as the woman he loved died in his arms.
Now, fate had given him another chance.
"Elina…" he whispered under his breath.
As if hearing her name, she turned — and their eyes met. For a moment, the world faded away. Her brows furrowed slightly, as though she felt something familiar, a strange pull. Mukul quickly composed himself, offering a polite nod before walking past. He didn't want to rush fate. This time, he would protect her — not with emotion, but with patience and strength.
Later that day, classes began. Mukul easily grasped everything — physics, biotechnology, economics, even fine arts. His photographic memory and intelligence made him excel naturally. Professors praised him; students admired him. Yet, Mukul kept a low profile.
At the same time, his phone continued to vibrate with encrypted messages. The three guilds he had built — Iron Lotus Guild, White Crane Healing Society, and Shadow Raven Consortium — were all active, expanding their influence across the city. Iron Lotus handled martial arts and weapon training; White Crane was managing a growing network of medical and herbal centres; Shadow Raven controlled the flow of information, hacking, and intelligence trade.
But managing all three while attending college and cultivating his inner strength was draining him. Late at night, sitting in his dorm room, Mukul reviewed countless reports. His eyes burned from fatigue.
He leaned back, closing his eyes. "I can't continue like this. The workload is splitting my focus. I need to unify everything."
After several hours of thought, Mukul made a decision. The three guilds would merge — becoming one single, powerful organisation.
The next day, through his secret communication channels, he announced it to all core members.
From that moment, the three guilds were reborn as The Eternal Dominion.
The Eternal Dominion was structured into three main halls, each representing the strength of his former guilds.
The Crimson Lotus Hall focused on martial arts, weapon mastery, and physical training — where warriors and cultivators honed their power.
The White Serpent Hall specialised in medicine, acupuncture, herbal research, and body restoration techniques — preserving life while studying ancient healing arts.
And the Black Raven Hall was the shadow branch — dedicated to information, espionage, intelligence gathering, hacking, and stealth operations.
Under Mukul's command, the Eternal Dominion operated like a silent empire, hidden from the public eye but influencing multiple sectors across the world. Every order he gave reached hundreds of agents — from scientists to martial artists, from hackers to doctors.
By day, Mukul was just another student at IIT Global Academy — calm, polite, and studious. By night, he was the leader of one of the most powerful shadow organisations on the planet.
Still, amidst all of this, he couldn't forget Elina.
Every day in college, he watched her from afar — the same kindness in her eyes, the same gentle smile. She seemed to sense something too, often glancing his way as if trying to remember where she'd seen him before. Mukul never approached directly. He wanted to rebuild their bond naturally, not force destiny.
As he walked through the college gardens one evening, he looked at the sunset and murmured, "Last time, I couldn't protect you. This time, I will. No matter what it takes."
The gentle wind carried his words into the glowing horizon. Behind him, the world continued to move — students laughing, life flowing — but within Mukul's heart burned the silent fire of purpose.
He would protect Elina, rebuild his empire, and prepare for the unseen enemies who would one day return. The Eternal Dominion had only just begun.