MANTRA ACHARYA

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The king stood up from his throne. His face was clearly showing the confusion that he has inside his mind at the same time he felt pity for his son. He immediately went near and removed all the chains from his hands and legs. He held the hands of his son with tears in his eyes and asked “ I am sorry son. they were not aware that the boy behind the mask was you but what were you doing with them? ” “I was going with them.” said the boy. Immediately the king went a step back. “Where were you going?” the king asked with his eyes opened more widely. “To kill the SAITAN.” King was completely shocked. He said in a fraction of second “Punish Gyan Acharya and Angarishi with death penalty right now in the crime of misleading my only child.” Guards quickly turned them back and started moving towards the dungeon. “Wait. . . . . . . . .  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . ..  .” said the king’s son. guards stopped. He continued “I was not misled by them. I decided to go with them.” “But son, why do you want to risk your life. SAITAN is very powerful and cruel.” said the king. His son looked into the eyes of the king and asked: “Do you know dad, who was the only person that dared to fight with SAITAN till now?” “I know son. It was your MOTHER, who dared to fight with SAITAN and she attained martyrdom on her last fight. this is the reason why I have always feared for your safety. I am afraid, you are also fearless like your mother. You will also lose your life fighting with SAITAN.” said the king with tears rolling down from his eyes. His son wiped out the tears of his old father with a cloth and said “don’t you get angry thinking about SAITAN. How brutally he killed my mother. You can forget that but I can’t. I DON’T FORGET AND I DON’T FORGIVE.” “It’s not about a revenge son. We all know that we all are incapable of fighting with SAITAN. He spared the life of both of us, that's enough. We are at least alive.” said the king. His son looked with disagreement in the eyes of King and said “Alive? No, I am not alive, father. I am dying each day. I was 10 when I saw that incident taking place in front of my eyes. I was a helpless kid who saw her mother dying but one thing that I still remember is that there was no sign of fear in my mother’s eyes. SHE DIED ONCE BUT WE ARE DYING EVERY DAY.” “We can forcefully send the experts. They will kill SAITAN. You are not the right person to go.” the king continued his argument. “Sorry dad, I never told you about this but I was practising the spells secretly and I don’t know how but my spells are more powerful than all the experts together. ” said king’s son. The whole court stood up from their seats and bowed down in front of the young prince. Even the king's hands started shaking with his eyes turning red. “YOU HAVE THE POWER OF YOUR MOTHER,” said the king. “What? Can you explain it to me further? ” asked the prince. “Your mother was the only one who could surpass the spells of the experts. There are some traits which can’t be learned with hard work rather they are the god’s gift. You are gifted, my son. You are gifted with the infinite power of spells. No one can compete with your spells.” the king said proudly. “So, can I go with them?” asked the prince. “But you are too small and the heart of a father is not letting me allow you to risk your own life.” the king said and his head went down. Looking at the situation Gyan Acharya jumped into the conversation and said “Lord, you don’t have to worry about him. I promise that your son will be alive, even if the whole universe explodes. I promise to keep him alive. From today onwards he is my responsibility. As he is the master of the spells, we will call him “MANTRA ACHARYA.” King looked at Gyan Acharya and then looked at his son. Finally, the king nodded his head and said “All the best my son. I was always guilty of the fact that I was living a life of a coward but you will not. I have full faith in you. You have the ferociousness of your mother. Be victorious, my son. I will wait for you. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. 
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