The next day, Kaito and Kurai were seen training in an old, mystical place — the stone floor cracked from time, the air thick with divine energy.
"Stop wasting time and focus!" their coach's voice thundered, cutting through the silence like a blade.
"Sorry!" both responded in unison, quickly straightening their postures.
Kaito, in his mind, thought, I never expected the coach to be this strict... Then another thought struck him. Wait — I don't even know his name. I'll ask him after training.
The coach folded his arms and spoke again, his tone now calm but firm.
"Empty your minds. Focus equally on all the chakra points in your body. If you can't do that... then start one by one. Pour your energy into each. Feel enlightened — but do not stop there. You must go further. Become an endless void. Devote yourself... to the gods."
And so, Kaito and Kurai sat down, legs crossed, eyes closed.
Silence.
Their breathing slowed. One by one, their chakras awakened — first... second... third — each unlocking faster than the last. And then, after three long hours, they approached the final threshold:
The Eighth Chakra — the Prarambh Chakra.
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Inside Kaito's mind, a vast darkness unfolded — a colorless abyss that seemed to stretch infinitely. There, he saw himself... battling Raibaru. He won — easily. But he didn't give in to the temptation of pride.
The scene shifted.
A younger Kaito sat, playing the flute as a child. Soft melodies echoed across time.
And then, the air changed.
A divine figure emerged from the void. A radiant presence — one he instantly recognized.
"Long time no see, Kaito," said Lord Krishna, smiling gently.
Kaito remained silent, his mind fixed and steady.
"Why are you ignoring me?" Krishna Ji asked, his voice now heavier. "Is it because of that incident?"
A flicker of pain crossed Kaito's face. The temptation was strong — to give in, to talk, to crumble.
But he clenched his fists and whispered:
"No... I can't give up."
At once, he began to chant the Gayatri Mantra.
The darkness trembled.
The illusion of Krishna flickered... then faded.
Kaito opened his eyes within the vision, his breath calm and steady.
In that instant, he saw something — a glimpse of the future. A vision so powerful it stopped his heart for a moment.
No matter what happens, he vowed silently, I won't stray from the path of good.
He reached forward.
Picked up his flute.
And with resolve burning in his eyes — opened them.
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At the exact same moment, Kurai opened his eyes.
Their coach looked at them, brows raised. "What happened inside?"
They looked at each other.
Kaito answered first. "We... both experienced something. I saw visions. I'll tell you... but not all of it."
He paused, took a deep breath, and then said, "I had a foresight. I saw something I wasn't meant to yet."
The coach's face stiffened.
Kaito turned to Kurai. "You too?"
Kurai nodded. "Yeah... I saw something."
But then he looked away. "I'm not ready to talk about it."
The coach crossed his arms. "Very well. You've both awakened the Prarambh Chakra. That alone is a feat few ever reach."
As they walked away, a subtle glow emanated from their hands.
In Kaito's — a flute, divine and elegant.
In Kurai's — a damaru, pulsing softly with power.
And under the moonlight, their paths — and destinies — had just begun to truly unfold.