Why The Hell Am I In A Novel!!

The Origin of Destruction

Ashwin opened his eyes, which sparkled with bluish silver lightning. He could feel it, his lightning has become extremely strong and pure. The energy of the soul grade seed was enough to satisfy his gluttonous stardust that has now evolved into a nebula.

But Ashwin did not sit long or try out his new abilities. No, because he could feel the, once faint connection, now clearly.

'Asi is here!'

Ashwin walked into the chamber which looked like a thrown room. This room was bigger than even the previous room with the big painted walls. This throne room, made out of golden pillars and crystals like the other chambers. The ceiling was the shape of a dome, also made of gold and silver patterns. The curtains that have faded it's once bright blue colour.

The end of the room was a set of stairs. On either side of the path leading to these stairs were a set of chairs, 10 each on either sides.

And how is a throne room complete without the royal throne?

Abode these 18 stairs carved in sandstone, was the golden thrown decorated with gem stones. The armrests shaped like the head of a lion while the back shaped like feathers spread out by a peacock.

But what caught Ashwin's eye was the sword that was floating in front of it. The thin, black blade without a scabbard, having an enchanting shine. A sword Ashwin was very much familiar with.

"Asi "

Ashwin muttered under his breath. He walked up the stairs to the throne. Each step he took, he called out to the sword, only to get silence as a reply. He knew it was Asi. He could feel it. Yet Asi had no plans of replying back.

Finally reaching the obsidian sword, Ashwin did not hesitate to grab the sword by its handle. It was the sword he had ever since he arrived to this world. A partner with who he grew stronger for the last three years.

But now, the same sword refused to budge from where it stayed.

"Asi, this is no time for jokes. We need to find that Shastra and only you can do it", Ashwin muttered to no avail.

No matter what he said or did, the sword was too stubborn to move. It was acting like a three year old in a toy store!!

Don't be a baby Asi!

Finally, giving up, Ashwin sat on the throne. One because it was only chair nearby, but mostly because, who wouldn't?

But the moment he sat comfortably in that golden throne, his vision became haze and the surrounding distorted. As if the world was crumbling down, his surroundings lost colour and he found himself standing in a white space.

Dafuq?!

Ashwin snapped his neck to find any clue. But all he found was an endless white space.

'I am starting the hate the very idea of surprises'

Sighing, he took a step forward since standing there didn't seem to magically open any doors for him. But that first step he took, surprised him again.

The white floor under his feet turned brown and spread out as far as he could see. As if someone has dropped a bottomless bucket of paint.

But that wasn't all. The floor was now rough. It wasn't smooth as a tile. No, it was replaced by soil and stones. Ashwin could dig his foot into the soil and every feeling he got was completely real

Wicked!

Ashwin did not hesitate to take the next step. And the sky was created. The azure sky with the white fluffy clouds came to be as if it was painted by beautiful stroke of brush.