MALAK'S ROOM
(Inside Malak's mind)
"Why didn't I do anything? Why didn't I stop him? Did I… not love my family?"
He goes silent. Then his lips curl into a twisted smile.
"No… I didn't stop him because my body knew it was a memory. Even if I tried, I couldn't change it."
A devilish grin stretches across Malak's face. He doesn't speak — he just smiles. If anyone had seen him in that moment, their soul would have trembled.
Master Kiyoto, who was connected to Malak's body through the training link, senses something dark shifting within him.
"I think I need to bring Malak back," he mutters, uneasy.
But Malak doesn't return. He's still trapped in his memory — watching his family get tortured and killed by Keshav. His smile grows wider, more terrifying, until suddenly it vanishes. His eyes widen in shock.
Keshav, in the memory, plucks every organ from Malak's father's face and raises his hand to crush his skull.
That's when Malak screams.
The ground trembles. His aura erupts — wild, uncontrollable, burning through the room like hellfire. He devours the very memory that tormented him, erasing it in fury.
Master Kiyoto watches in horror as the surroundings twist into something unholy. The room transforms into Hell itself — people crying, flames rising, tortured souls screaming. The air is thick with heat and agony.
And in the middle of it, Malak's body wakes up.
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KESHAV'S ROOM
(Inside Keshav's mind)
"Why can't I stop him? I'm trying! But nothing's changing!"
He clenches his fists, realizing, "It's a memory… that's why I can't move."
Then Malak, in the illusion, crushes Keshav's mother's head and smiles.
"Thank you for watching. It's been a pleasure performing for you."
Keshav's eyes fill with hatred — a pure, consuming hatred that shakes the room.
Shira, observing from the outside, feels the air shift.
The sound of birds turns into screams.
The warm sunlight burns like fire.
The calm breeze becomes a roaring whirlwind.
Keshav stands, trembling with rage. Shira has never seen him like this — deadly serious, radiating wrath.
Keshav roars Malak's name, his aura exploding like a storm of white fire.
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SHIVAM'S ROOM
(Inside Shivam's mind)
"Why is this happening to me? Why am I always the one betrayed?"
He lowers his head.
"No… I wasn't betrayed. They never loved me. They ignored me."
Then the illusion shifts — Nikhil appears before him, laughing.
"Here, Shivam. Your gift." He tosses something toward him. "Your sister's head."
Shivam freezes. Then he starts laughing — a hollow, broken laugh — and dark energy begins to surge around him.
Shimari, watching from the real world, sees the creatures that once haunted Shivam now cowering before him. Even she feels a tremor of fear.
Black, smoky aura engulfs Shivam — an aura of pure darkness and fear.
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NIKHIL'S ROOM
(Inside Nikhil's mind)
"Why, Shivam? You were the only one who understood me. My only company… why did you do this?"
In front of him, Shivam — in the illusion — devours flesh with his bare hands, cracking bones one by one.
Nikhil's tears boil into fury. His aura flares violently, the sorrow twisting into strength.
Rin, observing nearby, sees the room morphing — rain turns into a hurricane, each drop sharp as a blade. Rivers spiral into whirlpools that devour everything.
Through the chaos, Nikhil whispers, crying,
"I guess I'll have to kill the only person who ever understood me… and I'll be the one who ends up the saddest."
He breaks down completely, and his power awakens.
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KITCHEN – FAR FROM THE MAIN HALL
Hima is quietly cooking when she suddenly hears distant roars — violent, inhuman.
She drops her utensils. "What in the world is Master Kiyoto doing with Malak and the others?"
She rushes toward the main hall.
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MAIN HALL
Every Matashi — every master — is present, except Rankoji.
Hima bursts in, panicked. "Where are Malak and his friends? What did you do to them?"
Before anyone can answer, the four appear — Malak, Keshav, Shivam, and Nikhil — walking out of their rooms, each radiating deadly aura.
Malak says calmly, "Master Kiyoto did nothing wrong. He just showed us the truth."
Keshav snarls. "Shut your mouth, you double-faced punk. Say one more word, and I'll kill you."
Hima freezes.
Malak starts, "Master Kiyoto, thank—"
Before he can finish, Keshav punches him, sending him crashing through the main hall wall, shattering the building.
Keshav storms forward, eyes blazing.
Simultaneously, Nikhil attacks Shivam, tears streaming down his face.
Shivam's aura darkens. "Now you'll taste the power of my army."
He spreads his arms, summoning monstrous figures born from his fear — crawling, screeching, alive.
Keshav grabs Malak by the collar.
"You're finished. I'll kill you — and anyone who gets in my way."
Malak's eyes narrow.
"I never attack first… but if someone hits me, I never let them walk away."
Their auras ignite — raw, titanic. The ground cracks beneath them.
Keshav's power condenses into a blinding white sword.
Malak summons a katana wreathed in living flame.
They clash — beasts in human form — their strikes birthing lightning, tearing the air apart.
Keshav snarls,
"Playtime's over. Now die. Judgmental Strike!"
The attack is catastrophic — powerful enough to destroy a planet if unleashed fully.
Malak smirks, his voice calm, deadly:
"Remember this, my so-called friend — the strongest ones are calmest, and the weakest are the loudest."
He closes his eyes.
"Focus all the energy on the sword. Feel it. Breathe it. Let it flow."
Then he roars,
"SUN'S WRATH!"
His flaming blade meets Keshav's strike head-on — and obliterates it in a blinding flash.
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NIKHIL VS SHIVAM
Nikhil shouts through his tears,
"Your monsters will burn with the pain of my broken trust! TEARS OF SORROW!"
The sky itself seems to weep — each drop of rain burning through the earth. This attack can heal allies… but Nikhil has none left.
Shivam's voice cuts through the storm:
"My dear friend… in front of the fears I've faced, your tears are nothing but droplets."
He raises his weapon — a jagged, black sword pulsing with dread.
Nikhil's own blade gleams dark blue, heavy with sorrow.
They clash — grief against fear, pain against despair.
The ground cracks. The earth screams. Tornadoes twist, mountains tremble, and the world itself seems to break beneath their rage.
Four former friends — now four ruthless beasts — fight to erase one another.
They won't stop.
Not until one of them lies dead.