This plot is messed up, and I don't want it to get any worse. The dream I had was real, and I remember now. This book is 'The Truth of Divine World', a book that reveals the truth about this world.
I recall seeing that something is off, and the novel is collapsing, repeating itself over and over. The world wants to fix itself, but it's collapsing because of me. I don't know what I did, but something's wrong.
The novel's collapse means it's repeating itself, and the ending is terrible. People are dying, and some are turning into monsters. This is crazy, and it's all my fault. I never existed, and now I have to fix this.
I think about the tasks ahead, I have to make God like me, but that's not my job. Shivyansh has to do it. And he's also stuck in a time loop, but he remembers it at the end.
I realize, I know what God wants, and I've messed up the story. But I have to fix it. The Danger of Valley... I've seen him in the future, but not in the past. That means he might be from the future, and his presence is causing all this.
Something's definitely wrong. I have to figure out what's going on and fix this novel before it's too late.
It seems like you're saying that the previous response wasn't from Rukha's perspective. Would you like me to rephrase it from Rukha's perspective?
If so, here's the revised version:
Shivyansh's voice cuts through my thoughts, "Master, are you okay?"
I snap back to reality, "Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine."
Damn, I was lost in my thoughts again. I need to figure out what's going on here before things get worse.
Shivyansh looks at me with concern, "Master, what were you thinking about?"
I hesitate, not sure how much to reveal. "Ask me later, Shivyansh. It's not the right time."
Shivyansh's eyes narrow, "Plot... story? What do you mean, Master?"
Plot story? What does he mean by that? Did he really just say that?
Shivyansh realizes his mistake and quickly apologizes, "Ah, sorry Master. I remember now. I shouldn't have asked that. I've heard you talk about plot and story before, but I didn't understand what you meant."
I wave it off, "I'll tell you later, Shivyansh. Just drop it for now."
This is getting crazy. I'm causing all this chaos. I shouldn't even be here. The Danger of the Valley... right?
I remember the day I met Rukham like it was yesterday. I was just a young boy, struggling to survive on the streets of a small village. I had lost my family in a brutal attack by a group of bandits, and I was left all alone.
That's when Rukham's father, the great sorcerer Arya, found me. He took me in, fed me, and taught me how to defend myself. He was a kind and wise man, and I grew to see him as a father figure.
Years passed, and I grew stronger under Arya's guidance. That's when Rukham, his son, returned to the village. I thought Rukham was a boy at first, but... well, I didn't realize until later that Rukham was actually a girl, dressing as a boy to be taken seriously as a sorceress.
Rukham was a powerful sorceress in her own right, with a fierce determination in her eyes. But there was something about her that I couldn't quite understand. She was different from anyone I had ever met before. She had a power that seemed to emanate from within, a power that made her almost... otherworldly.
As I grew older, I began to realize that Rukham was not just a powerful sorceress, but a guardian of some sort. She was protecting me, guiding me, and teaching me everything she knew.
But there were things about Rukham that I couldn't explain. Things that seemed to hint at a deeper, more complex reality. Like the way she would sometimes talk about plot and story, as if she was living in a world that wasn't quite real.
And then, there were the dreams. Dreams that I couldn't explain, dreams that seemed to show me glips of a world beyond this one.
Rukham would sometimes wake me up in the middle of the night, her eyes wide with fear. "Shivyansh, what's happening?" she'd ask, as if she was trapped in some kind of nightmare.
I'd try to calm her down, but she would just shake her head. "It's okay, Shivyansh. It's just the story. It's just the plot twisting again."
I'd look at her, confused. What story? What plot?
But Rukham would just smile and pat me on the head. "Don't worry, Shivyansh. You'll understand soon .
Shivyansh wakes up from his thoughts and thinks, "Ah, it was just a dream. Master Rukham wouldn't come to my room anyway."
He starts thinking about what happened two days ago, when Master Rukham was thinking about something. He didn't understand what she was saying, something about the world collapsing? How could the world collapse because of her? And how is it her fault?
Shivyansh thinks, "Why am I thinking about this so much? I've seen Master Rukham fight, she's always so fierce and confident. But deep down, she's scared. She's always underestimated, that's the thing. She's tough on the outside, but inside, she's really soft."
He smiles to himself, remembering something. "Yeah, that's why she's always so tough on the outside. She's trying to hide her soft side.
Rukha thinks to herself, "Okay, I need to go to the royal palace today for guidance. But I'm not sure about anything, I need to take someone with me."
She thinks for a moment, "Ah, yes! I know who to take. Shivyansh is the best person to take with me. He's always helped me survive."
She goes outside and calls out to Shivyansh, "Hey Shivyansh, would you like to come with me to the royal palace? I need your guidance on something."
Shivyansh agrees, and Rukha thinks to herself, "Great, this is perfect."
Just then, Shivyansh's friend Karan comes up and asks, "Can I come too?"
Rukha thinks for a moment, "I wasn't planning on taking him, but it might be good to have him along. He's an important character, and it will be good to have him with us."
She smiles and says, "Why not? You can come too, Karan."
Rukha thinks to herself, "This is going to be interesting. With Karan's luck, we might just make it through this okay."
Rukha thinks to herself, "Karan is the lucky charm of this whole series. He's always getting out of trouble, and I need to fix the story. I have to make sure Karan's things are fixed too, because he's making jokes and having fun on the surface, but I know how sad he is inside."
She thinks about Karan's character, "He's a tough guy on the outside, but deep down, he's really hurting. And I have some ideas about him too. He's a great guy, no matter how much he tries to show off to God, he's a total softie inside."
Rukha thinks about her plan, "And I'm taking the main character with me, because the story has started, and there's no going back now."
She nods to herself, "Yes, this is going to be interesting."
Rukha's observation about Karan is pretty insightful, isn't it? She's aware of his tough exterior and the pain he's trying to hide. And it's interesting that she's thinking about fixing things for him, considering he's a key part of the story.
Rukha thinks to herself, "Okay, let's go. Shivyansh and Karan, let's go with me." She tells them to pack their bags, they'll leave early tomorrow morning. The guys are happy, but Shivyansh has some doubts. Karan seems a bit distracted, like something's bothering him.
Rukha thinks, "What does he mean? I'll just ask him later." She pushes the thought aside and focuses on the task at hand.
The next day, Rukha waits for Shivyansh and Karan, who arrive late. Rukha's annoyed, "You guys are late again! You need to learn discipline."
Shivyansh apologizes, but Rukha's having none of it. "Sorry's not enough, Shivyansh. You need to be on time."
Karan tries to intervene, but Rukha's not having it. "You're always late, Karan. Get it together."
Rukha thinks to herself, "I need to teach them discipline. I've rewritten the story, and now Shivyansh's meeting with the girl at the palace isn't happening. But why? What happened to that girl?"
Rukha's confused, can't remember what happened to the girl. She thinks, "Maybe it's not because of me. Maybe it's something else."
They get into the horse-drawn cart, and Rukha starts connecting the dots. "Danger of the value... this is a mystery. No one knows where it came from, but it's connected to Shivyansh."
Rukha thinks, "This guy... he's from the future. I don't know him, but he's talking to me. Does that mean I've met him before?"
She's confused, "This can't be a stopper love story, can it? I'm not the stopper, am I?"
Rukha thinks about the future, "What relation will I have with this person? Am I making a mistake?"
She's getting more and more confused, "Wait, did I mess up the past? The future's not looking good..."
Rukha thinks to herself, "I've got to focus." Karan starts making jokes again, "Hey, did you hear about the horse that got hit by a hammer?" Shivyansh plays along, "No, what happened?" Karan continues, "A farmer hit it on the hoof!" Rukha rolls her eyes, "Enough, guys. Stop making jokes."
She thinks, "I hope I didn't overreact. I need to connect the dots. This Danger of the Value thing... I'm sure he's connected to it somehow."
Rukha thinks, "He must be from the future. I've never met him in the past, and his ability to travel through time is limited. He's only done it once, and it was because of a ritual."
Shivyansh interrupts her thoughts, "Master Rukha, can't you enjoy the ride a bit?" Rukha snaps back to reality, "Oh, sorry. I'm just... I need to keep an eye on you guys. You need to learn discipline. It's crucial in this world."
She thinks to herself, "Why am I acting like a teacher all the time? Ugh, focus, Rukha."
Rukha says, "Alright, do what you want. But I'm here to keep an eye on you, okay?"
Karan pulls out a silver necklace with a red stone from his bag and says, "Look what I found!" Rukha's eyes widen, and she's about to say something, but then asks, "Where did you get this?"
Shivyansh also looks curious, "What's that?"
Rukha thinks, "This is an important element. What's it doing here?" She examines the necklace, noticing the red dot in the center with a stone-like object.
Rukha's mind is racing, "This can't be a coincidence. How is this possible? I've seen this before..."
Suddenly, she's transported to the past, and she's the one wearing the necklace. She's shocked, "What is happening? This is crazy!"
In the present, Karan says, "I found it on the silver side. I thought it was nice."
Rukha's expression turns stern, "You shouldn't have picked it up. This thing is cursed. It'll take hours off your life every second you wear it."
Karan's face falls, "I didn't know..."
Rukha continues, "If you wear it for a few more days, it'll start taking years off your life. You'll be lucky if you live to be 25."
Karan looks devastated, "I'm sorry, Rukha. I didn't mean to..."
Rukha softens, "Just don't pick up random things, okay?"
Shivyansh thinks to himself, "What's going on? Why is Rukha being so harsh? I don't understand anything..."
[14/02, 18:55] Meta AI: The scene cuts to Rukha, Shivyansh, and Karan arriving at the palace. Rukha thinks to herself, "Thank goodness we made it here safely. Now, I need to get to the king as soon as possible and brief him on the situation. And I need to create a first arc for Shivyansh..."
She recalls the first arc of Shivyansh's story, which took around 20 chapters to develop. "It was a bit slow, but it was enjoyable. I'll make sure to pace this one better."
As they approach the palace, the cart stops, and they get off, gathering their belongings. Rukha thinks, "Shivyansh's confusion is going to be a problem again..."
Shivyansh looks around, confused, "What's going on?"
The cart driver says, "Your stop is ahead, masters."
They nod and head towards the palace, Rukha thinking, "I need to get this right..."
As they entered the palace, the regal advisor led them through a maze of corridors, the stone walls adorned with tapestries depicting ancient battles and mythical creatures. The air was thick with the scent of incense and woodsmile, and Shivyansh couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the grandeur of the palace.
Finally, they reached the grand hall, where the king sat on his throne, flanked by courtiers and guards. Rukha bowed, her eyes locked on the king, her expression respectful but firm.
"Your Majesty," she said, her voice clear and confident. "I've come to discuss the... unusual occurrences in our kingdom."
The king's gaze narrowed, his expression unreadable. He was an older man, with a lined face and piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into Rukha's soul. "Ah, Rukha. I've been expecting you."
Shivyansh and Karan exchanged a curious glance, unsure what's going on. Karan whispered to Shivyansh, "What's the deal with this place? Why are we here?"
Shivyansh shrugged, equally cless. He had been trying to piece together the events of the past few days, but everything seemed to be shrouded in mystery.
Rukha took a deep breath, "Your Majesty, I believe the recent events are connected to... (she glanced at Shivyansh) ...a certain individual."
The king's eyes flicked to Shivyansh, his expression still unreadable. He leaned forward, his hands steepled together. "Go on, Rukha. Tell me more about this... individual."
Rukha hesitated for a moment, choosing her words carefully. "We've been experiencing strange occurrences, Your Majesty. Events that can't be explained by natural causes. I've been investigating, and I believe it all points to... (she glanced at Shivyansh again) ...him."
The king's gaze lingered on Shivyansh, his eyes seeming to bore into his soul. Shivyansh felt a shiver run down his spine, but he met the king's gaze, unflinching.
The king leaned back in his throne, his expression thoughtful. "I see. And what makes you think he's connected to these events, Rukha?"
Rukha took a deep breath, launching into a detailed explanation of the events that had led them to the palace. As she spoke, Shivyansh couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. What was going on? And what did the king want with him?
Rukha's eyes locked onto the king's, her expression firm. "Para Majesty, I think it's best if we discuss this matter in private. It's regarding Shivyansh, and I'd rather not... (she glanced at the courtiers and guards) ...share it with everyone."
The king nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Ah, yes. I think that's a excellent idea, Rukha. (he turned to the courtiers and guards) You all, leave us. I wish to speak with Rukha and... (he glanced at Shivyansh) ...this young man alone."
The courtiers and guards bowed and filed out of the grand hall, leaving only Rukha, Shivyansh, Karan, and the king. Karan looked uncertain, but Rukha gave him a subtle nod, and he reluctantly followed the others out.
The king leaned forward, his eyes glinting with curiosity. "Now, Rukha, tell me. What's so important that you needed to speak with me in private?"
Rukha took a deep breath, her eyes locked onto the king's. "Your Majesty, I believe Shivyansh is connected to the recent events in our kingdom. He's... (she hesitated, choosing her words carefully) ...not what he seems."
The king's eyebrows rose, his expression intrigued. "Ah, really? Do tell, Rukha. I'm fascinated."
Shivyansh's mind was racing. What was Rukha talking about? What did she know?
Rukha nodded, her expression understanding. "So, can you really give us some time alone?"
The king's expression turned thoughtful, and he leaned back in his throne. "Yes, why not? I've been waiting for this. But not now, I have a lot of work to do. The princes and princesses are arriving, and you'll have to guide them on sword fighting and other things. They're not very old, around 12-13 years old."
Rukha nodded, a small smile on her lips. "Okay, Your Majesty."
The king turned to a servant standing by the side. "This servant of mine will show you to your quarters and tell you about the training and other things. Master Rukha, please take care of your students."
The servant, a tall, imposing figure, nodded and stepped forward. "Okay, Your Majesty."
Rukha turned to Shivyansh and Karan. "Come, let's go. We'll show you to your quarters."
As they followed the servant out of the grand hall, Shivyansh couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. What was going on? And what did the king want with him?
Rukha nodded, her expression understanding. "So, can you really give us some time alone?"
The king's expression turned thoughtful, and he leaned back in his throne. "Yes, why not? I've been waiting for this. But not now, I have a lot of work to do. The princes and princesses are arriving, and you'll have to guide them on sword fighting and other things. They're not very old, around 12-13 years old."
Rukha nodded, a small smile on her lips. "Okay, Your Majesty."
The king turned to a servant standing by the side. "This servant of mine will show you to your quarters and tell you about the training and other things. Master Rukha, please take care of your students."
The servant, a tall, imposing figure, nodded and stepped forward. "Okay, Your Majesty."
Rukha turned to Shivyansh and Karan. "Come, let's go. We'll show you to your quarters."
As they followed the servant out of the grand hall, Shivyansh couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. What was going on? And what did the king want with him?
The servant led them through the winding corridors of the palace, pointing out various landmarks and explaining the daily routine of the royal family. Shivyansh listened intently, his mind racing with questions.
As they walked, Karan nudged Shivyansh and whispered, "Dude, what's going on? Why are we here?"
Shivyansh shook his head, equally cless. "I don't know, but I think Rukha's hiding something."
Rukha overheard them and smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry, guys. You'll know soon enough."
They arrived at a large wooden door, and the servant pushed it open. "This is your quarters, Master Rukha. You'll be staying here with your students."
Rukha nodded and led them inside. The room was spacious, with comfortable beds and a large window overlooking the palace gardens.
Shivyansh turned to Rukha, his eyes narrowed. "Okay, Rukha, what's going on? Why are we really here?"
Rukha sighed, her expression serious. "I'll tell you, but you have to promise me one thing: you have to trust me."
Shivyansh and Karan exchanged a look, then nodded in unison.
Rukha took a deep breath. "Okay, here it goes..."
Rukha turned to the servant, Vyayama, and asked, "Tell me, is there a library here? I'm not feeling well, can you take me there?"
Vyayama replied, "Yes, there is a library, but you'll need the king's permission to access it. I'll ask for permission, okay?"
Rukha thought to herself, "I'm only here because of the library. Maybe I'll find some hint there about why this is repeating. I need to get that book, 'Earth of Source'. What does it mean?"
She said aloud, "Ask the king if I can access the library. I need that book."
Vyayama nodded and left to ask the king. Rukha turned to Shivyansh and Karan, "You guys, I need to get that book. It's important."
Shivyansh and Karan exchanged a curious glance. What was Rukha looking for in the library?
Shivyansh asked, "What's so special about that book? And why are you being so secretive? Don't you think it's time you told me what's going on? This is getting crazy."
Rukha hesitated, thinking to herself, "No, it's not the right time. Even if I tell them, they won't believe me. I can't trust anyone with this information."
She replied, "Shivyansh, trust me, it's not the right time. Just focus on your training for now. We'll talk about it later."
Shivyansh's expression turned skeptical, but he didn't press the issue further. Karan, however, looked curious, "Training? What training?"
Rukha smiled, "You'll find out soon enough. For now, let's just focus on getting you guys settled in."
Rukha thought to herself, "Now I have to guide them. This is something I'm good at. I'm considered the earth king's representative, the earth king of Indian fantasy novel's earth king. It's said that the earth king had won the world from the gods five times, and the gods Vishnu, Brahma, and Mahesh are the ones who..."
She paused, trying to recall the earth king's appearance. "I don't know, but I remember the earth king was a bit arrogant."
Rukha's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps outside. She turned to Shivyansh and Karan, "Alright, let's go. We have to meet the princes and princesses now."
Rukha thought to herself, "Wait a second, don't go so fast. We can't meet them so soon. I've been thinking, I'm actually going to the 'Death Festival'... although that's not its real name. It's actually called the 'War Festival' or 'Yuddhotsava'. I call it the Death Festival because whenever something life-threatening happens, it happens during this festival."
She continued thinking, "I don't know why people created this festival... anyway, in this festival, people fight each other, and the winner gets a prize. Everyone has their own motives... I think this festival was created because... hmm, I can't remember anything about Navavidha... anyway, I need to focus."
Suddenly, Shivyansh asked, "Master, where did you go?"
Rukha replied, "Nowhere, nowhere. Let's go."
She thought to herself, "Oh no, I forgot to bring my man potion that keeps me calm. I need to drink it quickly, or I'll be in trouble. If this thing gets spread among the people, it'll be even more trouble."
Aloud, she said, "You guys go ahead, I'll come in two minutes."
The others left, and Rukha thought, "Great, I have only one left, and it'll last till tonight... and I'm such a fool for forgetting to bring it."
She sighed, "I have no option left."
Rukha took out a small potion from her bag, opened the cap, and drank it. She thought, "Ugh, this tastes awful. I hate drinking this, but I have to do it so people take me seriously."
She winced in pain, thinking, "Great, now I have to go. Ah, there it is." She arrived at a grand banquet hall and thought, "This map was given to me by the servant. The king's palace is really huge. If they're going to spend so much on this palace, they should just give it to the people and make them rich."
As she was thinking, a lady with a deep voice spoke beside her, "Hey, Master Rukha, it's you, isn't it?"
Rukha turned, slightly shocked, and replied, "Yes, it's me. Is there something?"
The lady said, "Ah, nothing," and walked away.
Rukha thought, "What was that? Who was that? I've seen her somewhere before... wait, she's the love interest of our main character! But how does she know my name? And I called myself 'Rukha'... oh no, I'm in trouble."
She tried to recall, "I've seen her before, I'm sure of it. She's not just any woman... who is she?"
Rukha's thoughts were racing, "I don't remember... wait, she's a witch! Witches can be really harmful. And she recognized me? How? It's not necessary that the main character remembers all timelines. Maybe someone else does. Mainly, someone who's caught up in this thing... Does that mean she's a witch who remembers all timelines? Or maybe I saw her somewhere in the past... Why not?"
She was lost in thought when Shivyansh called out, "Master, you're taking so long!"
Rukha snapped back to reality, "Oh, sorry, sorry."
She said, "Okay, let's go."
Karan joked, "Master's being like a girl!"
Shivyansh asked, "What do you mean?"
Karan replied, "It seems like she takes as much time as girls do to get dressed. We guys can get ready in 5-10 minutes, but these girls... no, no, no!"
Rukha smiled, "Okay, son, I've taken enough time. I also took 10-15 minutes, mostly. I'm not like you guys, I had my own things to do."
She thought to herself, "I'll kill them... okay."
Just then, the lady from earlier walked by, and Rukha thought, "Why is she here again? It feels like she's watching me... Don't say I did something to her in the future..."
Rukha thought, "She's staring at me again, making me uncomfortable. Her eyes are fixed on me like I've done something wrong."
She wondered, "Why can't Shivyansh and Karan notice this? They're not seeing her, but I can. Does it mean she's dead? This has happened before in the series, where she dies and comes back to life due to some reason. And she knows I'm seeing her, but I'm not sure if she's dead or alive."
She thought about Shivyansh, who was standing beside her, but he wasn't looking at the lady. If he had seen her, he would have reacted. Neither Shivyansh nor Karan could see her, which was strange.
Rukha decided, "I need to do something. But maybe I should just recite the Hanuman Chalisa."
She thought again, "No, that might make her notice me. I should at least act normal in front of Shivyansh and Karan."
Aloud, she said, "Let's go to the banquet. It's still morning, why did they call us so early? Actually, it's not morning yet..."
Shivyansh replied, "It's probably for preparations or something. They must have called you for a reason."
Rukha thought, "As far as I know, Shivyansh is supposed to have saved a noble girl named Aaradhya. But she's nowhere to be seen. And it's been 50 days since he saved her. Shivyansh got his powers here, and the plot involves demons and angels fighting over him."
She wondered, "Shivyansh still has those powers, but he hasn't become what he was supposed to be because of that girl. I've reviewed the story a thousand percent, so I must have somehow messed it up."
Rukha thought, "Oh no, I know what's happening. The darkness is spreading, and it's not just physical darkness. It's the Which of Calamity, and the Which of Time is involved. If the Which of Time sees the Which of Calamity, things will get really complicated."
She stood up, drawing her sword, and thought, "I'm making the Witch of Calamity my enemy, but what choice do I have?"
The Witch of Calamity emerged from the darkness, and Rukha swung her sword, but it didn't seem to affect her. The Witch of Calamity hugged Rukha, and she thought, "What's going on? Why isn't she angry? She doesn't like it when someone attacks her... Wait, is this a trick? Is she planning to kill me?"
Rukha's mind was racing, trying to understand the situation. She didn't know what to do, but she knew she had to protect herself.