Ravi was carefully looking at the teacher who had just entered the class. A red tie was tied around his neck.
Ravi was startled—it was the same teacher who had stopped him outside and told him the way to the classroom.
Suddenly, that very teacher started walking towards Ravi.
Ravi began to feel a little uneasy, but he stood straight.
The teacher came close and said,
"How is your first day? You are the one, right, whose first day it is?"
Savita looked at him and smiled slightly. Ravi returned the smile. This moment Ravi felt uncomfortable with Savita
Ravi panicked and quickly pulled back.
All the students in the class turned to look at him.
But the surprising thing was that everyone could see only Ravi there—no girl was sitting beside him.
Ravi suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed on the ground.
All the children rushed towards him in panic.
He felt as if he was falling into a deep abyss.
But the very next moment, when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the shore of a lake.
By the lake sat a maiden, like a celestial nymph.
Her white dress fluttered with the gusts of wind, and it seemed as if the waves of the lake were merging into her veil.
Her forehead was glowing with a gentle radiance.
Ravi looked around—the surroundings were completely unfamiliar.
It felt as if he was cut off from Earth, standing in another realm altogether.
A heavy pressure weighed upon his body, as though gravity itself was pressing him down with an unknown force.
The sweetness of the air, the beauty of the greenery—everything appeared like a dream.
Then the maiden spoke in a melodious voice,
"Come."
Ravi, as if under a spell, moved towards her and embraced her in his arms.
The maiden caressed his cheek and said,
"My name is Lily… and I love you deeply."
Moments later, Ravi began to regain his senses.
Startled, he said,
"It was you… wasn't it?
You were the one who brought me here?"
Lily smiled and said,
"You turned out to be a raw player."
Ravi, surprised, said,
"Wha… what did you say?"
Lily exhaled calmly and said,
"I said what was right."
Ravi held his head and said in a panicked voice,
"What is happening here? Where am I?"
Lily was standing very close. A mysterious glow shone in her eyes.
She said,
"You are on a land where one can become immortal, where any power can be obtained."
Then Lily slowly began to rise into the air.
Her voice sounded echoing—
"You can fly here. Only the powerful deliver justice here.
And you… you are like a 'host,' whom I brought here from that blue planet.
You are very rare. And yes, don't tell anyone about this…
Otherwise, you will be killed.
There are many here—powerful practitioners—who would devour you to enhance their own practice."
Ravi's hair stood on end. Fear was clearly visible on his face.
Lily slowly descended and, looking into his eyes, said,
"From today, your name will be Snehwal."
Then Lily held him and placed her lips on his forehead.
This time, Snehwal's body began to glow.
Black garments appeared on him, and with a light, sweet pain, he felt the flow of energy through his body.
Then Lily said,
"Welcome to this world of cultivation."
Snehwal asked eagerly,
"How is meditation practiced here?"
Lily explained gently,
"There are ten stages here. Each stage has three levels—low, medium, and high.
You are at the low level of the first stage."
Then Lily sat on the ground and began to show Snehwal how to refine the energy within his body.
She explained how, gradually, one controls energy through meditation and inner power, and how its flow is balanced through each part of the body.
Snehwal followed her instructions carefully and felt his power awakening slowly.
It was at that moment that he realized his new life of cultivation had truly begun.
Then Lily explained,
"There are thousands of tribes here, and a kingdom called the Chintamani Empire, which is located in the east.
If anyone asks you where you are from, tell them—"
"I am from the tribe of Lily Yakshini, which is located in the east."
Snehwal asked in surprise,
"Is it just the two of us in this tribe?
Then what kind of tribe is this?"
Lily said in a serious tone,
"Our tribe had a conflict, and the opposing tribe was destroyed.
I am the only one who survived from our tribe, and I want to make it greater and prosperous with you."
Hearing this, Snehwal's cheeks turned red.
He thought to himself that such a beautiful person and such words shouldn't drive him crazy.
But his attention was also on the fact that in this world, the weak are crushed.
There is no justice here. Power is everything.