Author's Pov:-
The late afternoon sun poured golden light through the small windows of the cozy house. Shadows stretched across the wooden floor as Ruhi, a girl with soft pink hair that shimmered faintly in the sunlight, pushed open the front door. Her green eyes, alert and lively, scanned the familiar surroundings.
"Sister! You're back!" a small, excited voice called.
Diya, her younger sister with lavender hair, bounced on the spot, clutching her little bag. She was just days away from joining the school, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation.
"Diya, slow down!" Ruhi laughed, dropping her own schoolbag to kneel beside her sister. "You're going to knock yourself over before school even starts."
"I want to know everything, Sister!" Diya said, her voice urgent and curious. "Please, tell me about the history of the three realms! You've been at the Warriors Academy for a whole year you know so much!"
Ruhi smirked, brushing a strand of pink hair from her face. She loved her sister's curiosity, though sometimes it was almost exhausting. "Alright, alright. Sit down. I'll tell you, but you have to promise to pay attention. This isn't a bedtime story it's the real history, and it's… complicated."
Diya plopped down on the rug eagerly, eyes wide and hands clasped in front of her. "I promise! I'll listen to every word!"
"Diya," Ruhi began, her voice low and gentle, "long, long ago, there was a land much like our Earth… but brighter, purer full of magic. In that land, only one man possessed true power infinite, eternal, and beyond understanding. His name has long been forgotten, but his magic… oh, his magic still lives in every being that breathes."
Diya's eyes widened. "Only one man had all the magic?"
Ruhi smiled softly. "Yes, little one. He was the first wielder of infinity the source of all spells and stars. But even the mightiest hearts wish to share their gift. So, as he grew older, he had three children two brave princes and one kind princess. When the princes and princess were in their twenties, their father began crafting something extraordinary."
She leaned closer, as if whispering a secret the wind might carry away.
"At the age of fifty, when his children were grown the eldest prince strong and wise, the second fierce and fearless, and the princess gentle yet powerful he created three chits. Each chit held a destiny."
Diya whispered, "What kind of destiny?"
"The first chit," Ruhi said, her voice shimmering, "was marked Galaxy. He gave it to the eldest prince. The second chit said Underworld, given to the younger prince. And the third said Earth, given to his daughter the princess. Then, using his boundless power, he forged two new realms the Galaxy Realm, glowing with stars and elements, and the Underworld Realm, shrouded in mystery and shadow. Earth remained as it was, but now bound to both."
Ruhi paused, watching Diya's curious face. "He made his children the rulers of these realms Prince of Galaxy, Prince of Underworld, and Princess of Earth. But he placed one sacred rule the princes could visit Earth, but they could never interfere or attack. Earth was to stay neutral, safe from celestial wars."
"What happened to their father?" Diya asked quietly.
Ruhi's eyes softened. "Before he died, he did one final miracle. He spread his infinite magic into every living creature unevenly, yes, but he gave a spark to all. Even his children, though born of his blood, received their share through this gift. And with that, he left the world but his magic became its heartbeat."
She brushed a strand of Diya's hair aside. "He also left mysteries behind. To travel between the three realms, one must pass through the World Tree, also called Yggdrasil. Its roots grow deep at the center of Earth, and its copies like reflections exist in both the Galaxy Realm and the Underworld. The tree connects all life. Only through it can one journey from one realm to another."
Diya's voice dropped to a whisper. "And the three siblings… did they love each other?"
"Oh yes," Ruhi smiled. "They loved each other deeply. They made a promise that each realm would always remain open to the others, that magic would flow freely among them. And before their father's spirit faded, he revealed what each realm truly held…"
Ruhi's tone turned mystical. "The Galaxy Realm held seven sacred elements the purest forms of creation. But before his death, the father also placed four divine eyes around the world North, South, East, and West. Each guarded by a celestial creature."
"The North Eye," she said, raising one finger, "belonged to the mighty Tortoise, guardian of endurance and time.
The South Eye to the blazing Phoenix, born again from its ashes.
The West Eye to the fierce Tiger, symbol of strength and courage.
And the East Eye to the soaring Dragon, keeper of wisdom and skies."
Ruhi's voice softened again, her tone dreamlike.
"And so, Diya, from that day onward, the three realms Galaxy, Earth, and Underworld pulsed with the magic of one man's heart… and the love of his three children."
She smiled, brushing Diya's cheek. "But that's only the beginning, little one. The real story begins when the balance between these realms starts to shift…"
Ruhi continued, her tone carrying a quiet wonder as if she were unfolding a secret map of the universe.
"So, Diya," she said, "as I told you before, there are three worlds. The Galaxy Realm, the Earth Realm, and the Underworld Realm. But today, I will tell you about our world the Earth Realm."
Diya rested her chin on her knees, her eyes wide with excitement.
Ruhi smiled. "First, let me explain how everything works the hierarchy. You see, the Earth Realm is at the center of all three. All the three Realms have the same system, but there's a little difference."
She paused, her voice becoming thoughtful. "Each realm has a prince or a princess, each with their own companion. But the title of King or Queen is something very special. The King/Queen does not belong to any one realm. They lives in the Earth Realm right at the center and rules over all three worlds."
"Anyone from any realm," Ruhi explained, "can try to become the King or Queen . But it's not a matter of votes or power. It's a test a sacred test, created by the Seven Sages."
"The Seven Sages?" Diya whispered.
"Yes," Ruhi said softly. "They live on Earth, near the seven great seas. Their duty is to guard all three worlds the Galaxy, the Earth, and the Underworld. When it's time to choose a new King or Queen, the Seven Sages and the four Elemental Guardians and many other come together to create the test. It's not only about fighting or strength. It's about what lies in your heart, how true and pure it is. The one who passes becomes the King or queen of all Realms and lives in the center of Earth."
Ruhi tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before continuing. "Of course, the Galaxy, Earth, and Underworld each have their own princes and princesses. But only one can be the King or queen the heart of all three."
Diya's voice was small. "So that's the hierarchy. But what about the magic here?"
Ruhi's eyes sparkled. "Ah, now you're asking the right questions. Let's talk about the Earth Realm's elements. The Earth has two main sides that carry the strongest elemental powers the West and the East."
"In the West lies the Eye of the West," she said, her voice low and smooth. "It is guarded by the Elemental Guardian and the Celestial Animal of the Tiger. The guardian watches over the power of Nature Energy. This energy holds many elements Earth, Water, Fire, Air, Lightning, Ice, Lava, Sand, Mud, Smoke, Crystals, Wood, Steam, Dust, and even . Many of these are mixtures of two or more base elements. People who live in the West can often use these elements, as they are closest to Nature Energy. These abilities can be learned through practice ."
"Now," she went on, "the East is very different. The East holds two sacred elements Poison and Healing. They are mastered through devotion and practice. The Celestial Animal of the East is the Dragon, and its Guardian watches over both Poison and Healing energies."
Ruhi smiled at Diya's fascinated face. "People on Earth are made of five basic elements also known as the panchtatva ie. fire , water, lighting(sky), earth, and wind . Usually, one or two of these dominate. The element that dominates your body is the one you can use. Some rare people are balanced perfectly they can use all five elements. That is called elemental harmony."
"Inside every human body," Ruhi continued, "are seven chakras energy centers. If someone wants to gain an element they do not naturally have, they must awaken the chakra that connects to that element. Only then can they learn to control it."
"The Earth also has its protectors," she said quietly. "The Seven Sages who live near the Seven Seas. They are the guides and guardians of the realms. But there are others too the Bishops."
"Bishops?" Diya asked curiously.
Ruhi nodded. "Yes, the Bishops are mysterious beings who stand near the World Tree. Only they can open the path between realms. If anyone wishes to travel from the Galaxy to the Earth or to the Underworld, they must have the Bishop's permission. The Bishops alone can move freely through all realms. Unless," she smiled, "you are a Knight, a Prince, or someone of royal hierarchy then you may travel by your own power. Others must be approved by either a Bishop, a Knight, a Prince, a princess or one of the Seven Sages."
Diya listened silently, her imagination painting pictures of glowing trees and endless skies.
"There is more," Ruhi whispered, her tone now filled with mystery. "Hidden across the Earth are eight magical runes ancient places where time itself sleeps. And somewhere, no one knows where, there are three Asura Blades. They are weapons of unthinkable power, waiting for the one worthy to wield them."
Ruhi's voice softened to a hush. "That, my little sister, is the story of our realm the Earth. The place where power, heart, and destiny are all tested. The center of all life, and the beginning of every journey."
Diya smiled dreamily. "It sounds like a whole world of secrets, Ruhi."
Ruhi brushed her cheek and whispered, "It is, Diya. And someday, maybe you'll discover one of those secrets yourself."
Ruhi leaned back on her pillow, her eyes sparkling in the dim light. "Now listen carefully, Diya," she said softly. "There's one rule that has never changed, no matter how many generations have passed the rule of warrior schooling. It's followed by every child who wants to become a warrior in all three realms: the Galaxy, the Earth, and the Underworld."
Diya tilted her head. "Schooling? Like yours and the one i am going ?"
Ruhi smiled. "Yes, but far more special. You see, when a child turns twelve, that is when their real journey begins. That's when they start their training , learning to understand their element, their power, the history ,and their place in the realm. They study not just books, but the art of control, the strength of the heart, and the wisdom of balance."
"At the age of fourteen," Ruhi continued, "comes the Test of Graduation. It is not an ordinary exam. It decides whether a student is ready to become a warrior. Those who pass awaken their true powers. Those who do not pass are given time and guidance until they are ready and anyways no one ever failed till now."
Diya's eyes gleamed. "And then what happens to them?"
Ruhi's tone softened. "After the test, each student is sent to a great hall . There are masters of fire, of healing, of wind and lightning. There decision is taken where each student belongs."
"The students are then divided into houses, based on their qualities courage, intellect, empathy, or strength. Each house has its own teacher, and its own leadership. There is one captain, one vice-captain, and three senior members. These five guide the younger students, teaching them not only power but discipline."
Ruhi paused, then smiled. "From there, the students are placed into squads. Each squad has four members. The squads train, live, do missions ,and grow together. They are partners for life."
"But," she added with a mysterious smile, "the squads may change during missions. Sometimes, a special task needs a student with a unique ability one who can control lightning, or heal with just a touch. In those times, members are exchanged between squads, forming new teams for each mission. Yet their original squad their family always remains."
Diya leaned closer. "So they all train and do missions to become warriors?"
"Yes," Ruhi whispered.
Diya smiled dreamily. "It sounds like the most magical school ever."
Ruhi brushed her sister's hair. "It is, little one. But remember every warrior's first lesson is not about power. It's about heart. Only those pure at heart can wield their magic without losing themselves."\
Ruhi's voice grew quiet, the playful glow in her eyes turning gentle. "Diya," she began, "You know grandma said eight years ago, before you and I were even old enough to remember, our world faced something terrible an attack that shook all three realms. Monsters, dark and wild, burst through the gates between worlds and swept across the lands like a storm."
Diya's small fingers tightened around Ruhi's hand. "Monsters?" she whispered.
Ruhi nodded slowly. "Yes. No one expected it. Villages burned, cities fell silent, and many warriors fought to protect everyone. Among them were two warriors .They were our parents."
Diya's eyes widened. "Our parents…"
Ruhi smiled softly, though her eyes shimmered. They fought together until the very end."
She paused, her voice trembling ever so slightly. "They gave their lives to save others. And when the battle was over… you were three years old, and I was four."
For a moment, neither spoke. The quiet felt sacred.
"After that," Ruhi continued gently, "you and I were sent to live with Grandma. She took care of us. And as the years passed, when I turned twelve, they asked me what I wanted to become. There were many paths I could choose culinary, fashion, medical, so many things. But my heart already knew the answer."
Ruhi looked at Diya with a proud smile. "I chose to become a warrior. Just like Mama and Papa. People said it wasn't a path for girls, that being a soldier was too dangerous, too hard. But I wanted to prove them wrong. I wanted to show the world that courage doesn't belong to any one kind of person it belongs to anyone with a brave heart."
She brushed Diya's cheek tenderly. "That's why I train every day , very hard to control chakra and increases elemental powers, Diya. Not to fight… but to protect. To protect the ones I love."
Diya's eyes glimmered with admiration. "You're already the best warrior ever, big sister."
Ruhi chuckled softly. "Not yet, little one. But someday, I will be."
1 year later ........