Kavya sat quietly in her office, lost in thought, trying to figure out how to deal with Aryan. She knew she couldn't produce any evidence against him—after all, she had seen what he could do. The boy had been many kilometers away, yet he had easily communicated with her through telepathy. From that she could guess how terrifying he might be. Still, in some corner of her mind a small obsession for Aryan had begun to stir — it was in its infancy and so faint that even Kavya herself didn't realize it.
While she was absorbed in her thoughts, an email arrived. When Kavya saw it was from the Government of Rajasthan, she was astonished; she knew she hadn't done anything wrong, and there was nothing she could think of that would warrant an email from the state government. Hesitant, she opened it.
As soon as she read the message, she was stunned. Her eyes went blank with shock. The email read:
"Miss Kavya Vashishth, we are very pleased that you chose to serve our state. On behalf of the people of Rajasthan, we thank you for your wholehearted dedication and honest service. Through your dutiful work within the state, you have helped many ordinary citizens of Rajasthan, and no amount of thanks would be sufficient.
Truthfully, we would have preferred to keep you in our state, but some matters go beyond our control. On central government orders, we are transferring you to Mumbai, Maharashtra. We know this decision is against your wishes, and frankly, we would rather not have to do it. Still, there are things we cannot influence. We hope you will cooperate, and once the situation allows, we will call you back to Rajasthan. Once again, on behalf of the people of Rajasthan, we thank you for the assistance you have given. We wish you happiness wherever you go."
Kavya could not believe how easily they could uproot her from Rajasthan. It felt like a grave injustice. She had worked hard in Chittod, helped many common people, and had even earned the nickname "Lady Singham" in the state. The public respected her greatly, yet despite all her admirable work she had been tossed aside like a fly in someone's tea. The thought weighed heavily on her.
Desperate and unsure what to do next, she remembered the boy who had, by telepathy, informed her about the transfer just minutes earlier.
For a moment she couldn't believe it — the same boy who had told her about her reassignment only ten minutes ago, and indeed, within ten minutes her transfer had been executed. It was shocking and deeply unsettling. A small part of her wondered if this might actually be a promotion for her good work, but an even larger doubt crept in: could all this have happened because of that boy's interference? If so, she could not even imagine how dangerous he truly was — she had never heard of anyone being forced to transfer to another state within ten minutes. Now she had seen it with her own eyes, and she knew, beyond doubt, the scale of his power.
As these thoughts raced through her mind, she picked up the phone and called the DIG (Deputy Inspector General) of Rajasthan. When the call went through, she waited for the officer to answer. Fortunately, the DIG was free and picked up straight away. Kavya got to the point immediately.
"Good evening, sir. My name is Kavya Vashishth. I'm the ACP in Jaipur. I haven't committed any misconduct in my duties, yet I've been transferred to another state by the orders of some powerful person, which I do not want."
Hearing this, the DIG said, "Miss Kavya, I know what happened to you today is wrong, but there's nothing I can do. The orders came directly from the central government. Even if I wanted to, I cannot intervene."
Hearing those words, Kavya felt despair for a moment, but then a spark lit in her eyes. She decided to tell the DIG everything. She did not mention the kissing incident — it was too embarrassing and, in her judgment, irrelevant — but she related the whole episode involving Aryan.
The DIG listened in silence for a long while. When she had finished, he said, "Kavya, what you're saying is very serious. I can help you, but first tell me: do you have any evidence?"
Kavya fell silent. After thinking for a moment, she replied, "I'm sorry, sir. The CCTV footage we had was automatically deleted. We called a senior officer from the cyber security bureau to recover it, but he told us that no one in the world can restore the footage; it has been hacked and permanently erased from the server."
The DIG was stunned. After a moment's thought, he said, "Kavya, you can see for yourself: the boy deleted the CCTV footage as if it had never existed, and then had you transferred to another state within mere minutes. You can't fathom the extent of his power. I only ask that you keep your mouth shut. You have crossed paths with someone far from ordinary — he even has safeguards inside the central government, and the Rajasthan Chief Justice himself signed the bail papers for his surety. You should understand what that means. He doesn't just control parts of the central administration; he has insurance within a large section of the judiciary as well. We simply can't take him on. So please don't do anything in anger that could ruin your life. If he calls you to Mumbai, go quietly. And remember: whatever God does, He does for a reason."
After saying that, the DIG disconnected the call, leaving Kavya hanging.
Watching her phone go dead, Kavya was completely bewildered. She didn't know what to make of the DIG's words. For a moment she considered resigning from her post, but she could not bring herself to do that — she had worked too hard to earn it. She decided instead to accept whatever fate came her way.
By the time it was 8:00 p.m., Aryan had already eaten dinner and was now lying on his bed. He lived in an underdeveloped area of Jaipur. Last year, when Aryan discovered the truth about his family, he wanted to change his lifestyle immediately, but his parents had advised him to wait for one more year and only after completing his 12th standard exams should he leave Jaipur and the home where he had spent his entire childhood. Respecting their decision, Aryan agreed and continued living in a rented apartment.
The apartment wasn't very big — just a 2BHK flat in a building. His father and all his mothers (who always appeared to him in the form of one single woman) lived there. Only when Aryan learned the truth about his family did he realize that in reality, he didn't have just one mother — he had fifteen. When he first heard this, he was utterly shocked, but he soon accepted it as reality.
Now that Aryan had completed his 12th standard exams and fulfilled his parents' wishes, he could finally leave this house and this city forever. The next day, he would move into his Mumbai residence. So, when Aryan stepped out of Rohan's car, he asked,
"Rohan, tomorrow I'll be shifting to my Mumbai house, which means I need to go there. What arrangements have you made?"
Rohan replied respectfully, "Young Master, I have already arranged for your private jet, the Boeing 747. It will land at Jaipur airport tonight."
Hearing this, Aryan nodded with satisfaction and then walked inside his home.
Lying on his bed, Aryan thought for a while, then unlocked his phone and logged into the Vitara app. He set his nickname as Rich Kid and began browsing through the list of content. Soon, his attention was drawn to a channel where a girl was singing live. Aryan decided to listen.
The moment he clicked on the account, a melodious, soulful voice entered his ears, giving him a strange sense of peace. Aryan was so captivated by the sweetness of her singing that he closed his eyes to enjoy it fully. As he listened, he noticed many Vitara users sending gifts to the girl. Feeling that he, too, should reward her, Aryan immediately transferred 10 million US dollars into his account balance and then gifted her a castle worth $1000. Without stopping, he sent 100 castles at once.
As soon as he did this, his name instantly appeared at the very top of the donors' list. The sheer scale of his generosity shocked everyone in the room.
One user commented, "Whoa! Who is this guy? He just gifted our goddess Navya 101 castles in one go. This is mind-blowing!"
Another typed quickly, "Someone find out his username fast!"
A third user replied, "His username is 'Rich Kid.' I don't know who he is, but the name really suits him."
Reading all these reactions made Aryan smile slightly. He typed a message into the chat:
"Friends, I'm new to this platform. When I heard this girl sing, I found her voice truly beautiful, so I gifted her 101 castles. But I want to ask you all one thing — is she really this good, or am I just imagining it?"
The room instantly erupted with responses:
"Yes, Rich Kid brother, our goddess Navya really does sing this beautifully!"
"She doesn't have as many followers as the top creators on Vitara, but her voice is even better than theirs."
"Our goddess is truly unique — she doesn't need cheap tricks to shine!"
Message after message flooded Aryan's screen. After reading them, Aryan decided to go even further — he sent 999 castles to Navya all at once.
Navya, who was wearing a mask that covered her entire face, was left stunned. Though she had hidden her appearance, Aryan's King-level cultivation allowed him to see through easily — she was indeed a very beautiful girl, and not just that, she was incredibly talented too.
Her full name was Navya Rastogi, an 18-year-old girl who had just completed her 12th-grade exams. She had started her Vitara channel only three months ago to save money for her higher education. Unlike many other popular female content creators, Navya was firmly against displaying her body for attention. Instead, she chose to wear a mask and rely solely on her singing talent.
Because of this, she didn't have the chance to gain instant popularity on the app, but she never compromised her principles. On most days, she would receive only small gifts — ranging between $1 and $20. It wasn't much, but Navya was satisfied with it.
That night, while singing her last song of the day, she suddenly saw a castle gift appear on her screen. Her eyes widened in shock. A few seconds later, she nearly froze — Rich Kid had gifted her 100 castles in a single moment. Her voice almost got stuck in her throat, but she somehow composed herself.
The next moment, however, she saw something even more unbelievable — Rich Kid sent her 999 castles in one go, a total worth of 1.1 million US dollars. Navya was completely dumbfounded. She couldn't even form words for several minutes. After regaining her composure, she sent Aryan a private message:
"Sir, may I know why you gave me such a huge gift?"
Aryan replied simply, "Because I liked your voice. Can you sing one song just for me?"
Navya instantly agreed — after all, he had just given her such enormous gifts. Smiling faintly, Aryan typed in the name of the song he wanted.
Navya then announced during her live stream, "Friends, today's biggest donor has requested a song, so I will now sing this one especially for him."
She began to sing, and Aryan, hearing her voice, felt as though he had ascended to heaven, as if he had attained moksha itself.
Meanwhile, news of Aryan's extravagant gifts spread throughout the Vitara app. Countless users, including other content creators, flocked into Navya's room to catch a glimpse of the mysterious Rich Kid who had just spent over a million dollars in minutes. Many of them wanted to invite him into their own channels as a special guest.
But the real shock was yet to come. Just as Navya finished singing Aryan's requested song, Aryan once again gifted her 999 castles. Then he sent her a direct message:
"Miss Navya, today I want to explore other creators too, but I hope I will see you here again tomorrow at the same time."
With that, Aryan left Navya's room.