The classroom was unusually quiet that evening. The sun had already begun to sink, painting long shadows across the floor, when the girls finally spoke. "Sir… take us with you." Prabhas looked up from his desk, startled. Akshatha and Aparajitha stood before him, their faces calm, almost expressionless. Their voices carried curiosity, but no excitement. No fear. No hesitation.
"We want to see the world," Akshatha said softly. "Yes," Aparajitha added. "We want to understand it." Prabhas felt a strange chill. Students begged for trips all the time, but not like this. These girls never laughed, never argued, never showed joy or sorrow. It was as if emotions never touched them. As he studied their faces, Rishi's words echoed in his mind.
There are two girls… they exist without emotional fluctuations. They are important. Could it be them? Prabhas wondered. After a long pause, he finally nodded. "Alright. I'll take you," he said. "But on one condition, whatever I say, you must follow."
The girls exchanged a brief glance and nodded together. "We agree." "It's getting dark," Prabhas continued. "Go home and rest. Tomorrow, I'll take you out." They turned and left without another word. As Prabhas walked home, his heart felt heavy. The realization struck him suddenly. Akshatha… Aparajitha… These are the girls Rishi was searching for. That night, after freshening up, Prabhas went straight to his father.
Ramakanth was seated in meditation, his presence calm yet powerful. Prabhas bowed slightly and said, "Dad, I have good news." Ramakanth opened his eyes. "I've found the girls you and Rishi were searching for," Prabhas said. "They study at my academy. They are my students."
Ramakanth's gaze sharpened. "But…" Prabhas hesitated. "They are strange. They never laugh. Never feel excitement. They don't know who their parents are. I still need to confirm their true nature." Ramakanth closed his eyes again, breathing deeply. "I felt it today," he said. "While meditating, I sensed two powerful signals in this era."
Prabhas stiffened. "They were the same signals I felt when Shashank fell ill," Ramakanth continued, "and when Sushmitha began reading that ancient book." Silence filled the room. "They are connected to us," Ramakanth finally said. "We must revisit the past tonight."
Prabhas nodded. "I planned to bring the girls tomorrow. They want to see the world. We can observe their thoughts, and then take them to Rishi." That night, after dinner and a long walk, father and son entered the hidden chamber, the room with the screen that revealed forgotten eras.Ramakanth touched the glowing sphere. The past awakened.
The screen lit up, revealing a grand celestial wedding. Heaven and Demon realms stood united. "Look carefully," Ramakanth said. Prabhas's breath caught. The bride walking toward Troy looked exactly like Sushmitha, his sister. Beside her stood another bride, her face identical to Anamika.
The two grooms stepped forward. One was Troy, the Demon King's heir.The other, the Prince of Heaven, looked exactly like Prabhas himself. Prabhas staggered back in shock. "Their marriage sealed peace," Ramakanth explained. "Troy loved Drone's sister. Drone, the Prince of Heaven, married Troy's sister. Two weddings, one bond."
The princes spoke after the ceremony, gratitude and caution in their voices. To control unrest in both realms, Heaven's Prince married the Demon God's daughter, calming the courtiers. For years, peace reigned. Time passed.
Both couples were blessed with children.Drone had twin daughters.Troy had twin sons. The realms flourished. But peace bred jealousy. Certain courtiers harbored resentment. Hatred festered quietly. Unaware, the children grew into youth. When their faces appeared on the screen, Prabhas and Ramakanth froze.
The boys looked exactly like Shashank and Rohit. The girls, looks like Akshatha and Aparajitha. Then came the day that shattered everything. Both Heaven and Demon realms were attacked simultaneously. Blood stained sacred lands. Screams echoed across the skies. Rumors spread like wildfire, that spies from both realms betrayed secrets to each other, destroying trust between the Demon Lord and the Lord of Heaven.
But it was all a lie. Drone and Troy sensed danger long before the war. To protect their children, they spread false rumors, turning attention away from their families. Yet another truth brewed beneath the chaos. The four youngsters had fallen in love. Even if their parents agreed, society would never accept them.
So Drone and Troy sent the children to the safest place they knew, the Empress's house on Earth. But the courtiers were struck before the plan could succeed. Battle consumed both realms. The children refused to stay hidden. They joined their fathers on the battlefield. Drone and Troy fought like gods, shielding their children with their own bodies. In the end… they fell. As life left them, they held their children close. "Live peacefully," Troy whispered. "Stay together," Drone pleaded. Then, silence. The war ended, but the price was unbearable.After mourning, the children refused to rest.
They investigated relentlessly.Days later, the truth surfaced. A single courtier had orchestrated everything. Before the Emperor could act, the children confronted him.When the Emperor learned the truth, he summoned Heaven and Demon rulers.The children were blessed.
"Seven births of togetherness," the Emperor declared. "Seven hundred years of life."They would live on Earth,the land of tribulation, to experience humanity. Their marriage was fixed for the next year as a reward for their courage. The guilty courtier was punished under heavenly law, twenty strikes of lightning. Barely alive, he drank poison. His death… was suspicious. Love bloomed fully among the youngsters. But hatred survived.
The dead courtier's son burned with rage. Because of them, my father died. He loved the Demon Princess. But she loved the Prince of Heaven. When he confronted her, she said coldly, "My heart belongs only to him." Madness consumed him. One night, practicing forbidden magic, he created a dark sphere, a cursed object. It could seal emotions, freeze feelings, and erase love.
If it touched the heart of any being, god, goddess, or mortal, it would leave them hollow.Blinded by hatred, he decided to use it on the two princesses.The sphere began revealing visions…The screen suddenly went dark. Ramakanth stepped back. "The rest is hidden," he said grimly. "But now we know." Prabhas clenched his fists. "This life… is their chance," Ramakanth continued. "They must reunite. Only then can the curse be broken." Prabhas looked toward the future, toward Akshatha and Aparajitha. Tomorrow, everything will change.