The Infinity Halo: The Stone of Light
Even a god must turn to stone when the truth of light is revealed.
In a world where faith, reality, and forgotten divinity intersect, the Infinity Halo awakens within a young man named Earin.
A chain of events begins—one that will bind Earin and his three brothers, Tosif, Asif, and Zubair, to a destiny older than the heavens themselves.
But power comes with a cost. And some lights burn so brightly that they turn the bearer into legend... or stone.
Part One: The Day the Sky Burned
Chapters 1–3
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Chapter 1 — The Backbenchers
Morning sunlight spilled lazily through the cracked classroom windows. The ceiling fans groaned like old ghosts. On the last bench sat four legends—at least, that's what they called themselves.
Earin yawned, his half-open notebook filled with doodles instead of equations. Beside him, Tosif balanced a pencil on his nose. Asif stared at the clock, willing it to move faster, while Zubair snuck chips from his bag like a ninja.
"Bro," Tosif whispered, "did you do the homework?"
Earin looked up with the confidence of a man who had already accepted failure.
"Homework is just a social construct," he said.
Asif laughed so hard he fell off his chair, and the teacher's chalk flew across the room like a missile.
"You four again!" she shouted. "Out!"
The class erupted in laughter as they were escorted out like unwanted celebrities. The door slammed behind them, and for a moment, there was silence. Then Tosif said what they were all thinking.
"Picnic?"
Five minutes later, they were on their way, backpacks filled with snacks, zero plans, and infinite stupidity.
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Chapter 2 — The Picnic of Fate
The four friends wandered until the city noise faded behind them.
After two hours of walking, they found it — a quiet, forgotten cliffside surrounded by dense trees. A place where the world seemed to hold its breath.
"This," Asif declared, "is where legends chill."
"More like where legends get bitten by snakes," Tosif muttered, scanning the bushes.
They lit a small fire, roasted bread, and argued about whose turn it was to cook noodles. The air was light with laughter — until the ground trembled.
It started as a low hum. Then the earth cracked.
Zubair froze. "Tell me that's not an earthquake."
It wasn't.
A circle of fire burned into the air — spinning, twisting, alive.
From it stepped a creature covered in black bones, its eyes like dying stars. The air went cold.
Earin whispered, "Okay… this picnic just got serious."
The demon roared, shaking the cliff. The boys scattered — grabbing sticks, stones, whatever they could find. Earin swung a branch like a sword, shouting,
"Back to whatever horror movie you came from!"
The creature hissed and lunged. Tosif and Asif dragged Earin out of the way as Zubair threw burning twigs at it. The fight was clumsy, desperate, human.
A final strike from Earin's burning branch pierced the creature's chest. It screamed, dissolving into black smoke — but before vanishing, it whispered something ancient:
> "The Halo… has awakened."
Then darkness swallowed everything.
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Chapter 3 — The Man Named Rama
Earin woke up to the smell of herbs and the sound of waves.
He lay on a wooden bed in a dim hut. A man with silver hair sat beside him, calmly grinding medicine.
"Who are you?" Earin croaked.
The man didn't look up. "Someone who pulled four idiots out of a death portal."
Tosif groaned from the next bed. "We're alive?"
"For now," the man replied.
He finally turned toward them. His eyes were golden — calm yet sharp enough to cut lies in half.
"My name is Rama," he said. "You fought a demon from the Abyss. You shouldn't have survived."
Earin sat up slowly. "Lucky, I guess."
"Not luck," Rama said. "Something ancient protected you. The mark of a forgotten power — the Infinity Halo."
He showed them a golden symbol on Earin's palm — a faint circle made of glowing lines, pulsing like a heartbeat.
"What does it mean?" Asif asked.
"It means your life will never be simple again," Rama said. "And if you want to live, come with me. To Sura Island. There, I can teach you to survive what's coming."
The boys exchanged looks. They had no idea what he meant. But they knew one thing for sure — they weren't ready to die just yet.
Earin smirked. "Alright, old man. But you're paying for snacks."
Rama sighed. "The world is doomed."
Part Two – The Island of Training
(Chapters 4–6)
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Chapter 4 — The Island of the Forgotten
The boat cut through the fog like a knife through glass.
Waves slapped its sides, and the wind howled around them. Earin, Tosif, Asif, and Zubair stood silent, watching the horizon as Rama steered with calm precision.
When the mist finally cleared, a colossal island appeared — black cliffs crowned by glowing forests, waterfalls pouring into clouds.
"Welcome," Rama said, "to Sura Island. The land that time abandoned."
The moment they stepped ashore, the ground pulsed beneath their feet. Strange symbols glowed faintly on the stones.
"This place feels… alive," Zubair murmured.
"It is," Rama replied. "And it will test you."
The island wasn't just land — it was an ancient living being, watching, judging.
They walked through jungles where trees whispered in lost languages and rivers reflected skies from other worlds.
That night, Rama gathered them around a campfire.
"You four have been chosen by the Halo," he said. "But power is never a gift. It's a responsibility — and a curse."
He threw a handful of silver dust into the flames. The fire turned blue, showing visions of gods, angels, and a great war tearing heaven apart.
"This is your beginning," he said. "But every beginning demands sacrifice."
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Chapter 5 — The Language of Creation
Training began at sunrise.
No rest. No mercy.
Rama stood on a cliff as waves roared below.
"To command energy," he said, "you must first command words. Language shapes reality."
He handed each of them a glowing scroll written in a strange blend of Sanskrit and ancient Arabic — the Cambian Script.
Earin stared at the symbols. They shimmered like liquid gold.
"What is this?" he asked.
"The Language of Creation," Rama said. "Each word has weight. Speak it wrong, and you destroy instead of create."
Their first task: unlock a single word.
Tosif tried first. He spoke a word and immediately exploded a rock behind him.
"Bro! I didn't mean that one!"
Rama sighed. "Better the rock than your face."
Asif managed to lift sand from the ground — only for it to turn into frogs.
Zubair accidentally summoned rain indoors.
Earin stayed silent, studying the script deeply. His eyes glowed faintly gold. Then he whispered softly,
> "Sthira'hal." (meaning "Balance Awaken.")
The air shimmered. The sea went calm.
Even Rama's eyes widened.
"You spoke the true tone," Rama said quietly. "That's the Voice of a Guardian."
The others stared at Earin like he'd just cheated in a divine exam.
Zubair muttered, "Main toh abhi tak 'hello' bhi nahi bol paya."
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Chapter 6 — The Awakening
Weeks passed.
The boys grew stronger — not just in body, but in spirit.
Tosif learned to channel lightning through his hands.
Asif mastered shadow movement, slipping through thin air.
Zubair gained control over elemental force, shaping fire and wind like extensions of his will.
But Earin — he became something else.
Rama watched him meditate beneath a golden tree. The mark on his palm — the Infinity Halo — now pulsed with pure energy.
That night, during meditation, Earin was pulled into a vision.
He stood in a temple of light where a divine statue waited — holding a sword that seemed made of galaxies.
> "You who carry the Halo," a voice echoed, "your path will carve worlds. But remember — even gods fall when hearts lose balance."
Earin reached for the sword. The blade responded — whispering in the Cambian tongue. Its name burned into his mind:
> "Suraastra – The Blade of Eternity."
When he awoke, the sword was in his hands, glowing with infinite light.
Rama approached him slowly. "The Halo has accepted you," he said.
"But every light casts a shadow. Remember that, Guardian."
As dawn broke, the others gathered. Their training was complete. The next test awaited — the Trial of the Skeleton King.
And Earin… felt destiny stirring inside him.
Part Three – The Skeleton King's War
(Chapters 7–9)
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Chapter 7 — The Dark Island
The sea grew black as night swallowed the horizon.
Lightning tore the sky, and their boat shook like a leaf in a storm.
Rama stood at the bow, eyes fixed ahead.
"That island," he said, voice low, "is called Nekra. It was once the home of forgotten gods. Now, it's ruled by something far worse."
The moment they reached shore, the air turned heavy. The trees were made of bone. The sand was gray like ash.
Tosif gulped. "Bro… this place feels cursed."
Rama replied, "That's because it is. Every step you take here, the dead remember you."
They moved deeper into the island, torches flickering in the wind.
Suddenly — clang! A skeletal arm burst from the ground. Then another.
Soon the entire forest began to move — bones rising, eyes glowing blue.
"Skeletons!" Asif shouted.
Earin drew his glowing sword Suraastra, and the blade sang in the Cambian tongue:
> "Sa'rahal… Ve'diran." (Light pierce the hollow.)
A wave of pure gold light tore through the darkness, shattering the undead.
But Rama didn't smile. "He's testing you," he said. "The Skeleton King knows you're here."
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Chapter 8 — The Throne of Bones
They reached a massive gate carved from skulls. Symbols of forgotten gods ran across its surface — and in the center, a throne stood made of pure bone.
Sitting on it was a creature ten feet tall, wrapped in tattered armor. Its skull crowned with black fire.
The Skeleton King.
"So…" the King's voice echoed, hollow and ancient. "The Halo's children dare step into my realm."
Earin stepped forward. "We came to end your curse."
The Skeleton King laughed, a sound like thunder cracking inside a tomb.
"End me? Foolish mortal. You carry the Halo's burden, but not its strength!"
He slammed his sword into the ground — bones erupted, forming a circle of soldiers.
"Formation!" Rama commanded.
Tosif leapt into the air, channeling lightning through both fists — "Ra'dan!!!"
The shockwave fried the first wave of undead.
Asif vanished into shadow, appearing behind enemies and striking with ghostlike precision.
Zubair spun a firestorm that melted through the skeletal horde.
But the Skeleton King was too powerful. His sword, carved from the spine of a fallen god, tore through energy itself.
With one blow, he sent all three crashing into the ground.
Earin shouted, "No!"
He charged, clashing blades with the King — divine gold against cursed black. The island trembled with every hit.
"You can't win alone!" Rama warned.
Earin's power began to surge uncontrollably, the Halo on his palm blazing with divine fire.
The King struck him across the chest. Blood spilled. Earin fell to his knees.
"Your light ends here," the Skeleton King hissed.
But then… something inside Earin changed.
He saw visions — his friends, their laughter, their training, Rama's words:
> "Every light casts a shadow. But true light learns to embrace it."
He smiled weakly and raised his hand. "Then take my light… all of it."
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Chapter 9 — The Stone Guardian
Earin stood, surrounded by divine aura. The Halo symbol expanded behind him, spinning like a sun.
"Zubair, Tosif, Asif… take it."
His friends looked confused. "What are you doing, bro!?"
"I'm giving you my strength. Together, you can end this."
Before they could stop him, a surge of golden energy flowed from his body into theirs.
Their weapons transformed — Tosif's lightning turned white, Asif's shadows became silver, Zubair's flames turned celestial blue.
"Now!"
The three charged. The air split with divine roars.
Tosif struck first — lightning shattered the Skeleton King's sword.
Asif appeared from shadow, cutting through his ribs.
Zubair unleashed a firestorm that turned the entire throne into molten glass.
With a final scream, the Skeleton King exploded into dust.
But when the light faded…
Earin stood still, motionless, his skin turning to stone.
"Earin!!" they cried, running toward him.
Rama looked down sadly. "He gave his soul to the Halo to save you all. He's not gone… only sealed."
A gentle wind blew through the ruins. Earin's stone form stood like a guardian statue, his sword resting beside him, eyes closed as if asleep.
"Bro…" Tosif whispered, tears in his eyes, "we'll bring you back. No matter what."
Rama placed a hand on Earin's shoulder. "Then your next journey begins — the journey to awaken the Guardian."
The camera pans upward — to the sky where the Halo symbol shines one last time before fading into starlight.
And thus ended Season 1: "The Stone of Light."