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🕰️ "The Name Lost in the Folds of Time"

🧒 Part 1: The Boy with No Name Beyond the misty mountains, in a village that doesn’t appear on any map, a boy was found. He looked around 10 years old, barefoot, eyes wide with silence, and his lips kept whispering just one sentence: “I came from inside the book…” The villagers were stunned. They gave him a name — Neel — but little did they know, his real story had just begun. 📖 Part 2: The Book That Breathed Neel began having the same dream every night — A massive old library, pages flying in the air, a heartbeat echoing from a book that breathed . One foggy morning, in a ruined temple outside the village, he found it. A book that pulsed like it was alive. The moment his fingers touched it… Time twisted. ⏳ Part 3: The Labyrinth of Time Neel woke up in another world — a place where children floated in the air, trees whispered secrets, and names were power . In that realm, your name was your soul. If you forgot it… you faded from existence. Neel had no memory of ...

Title: Timekeeper Vanara – Part 2


"The 13th Serpent and the Door Beyond Time"

Story:


Kalvanar stood frozen.


Before him — the Blind King, a twisted version of his own self, scarred by centuries of despair.

In his crown writhed the forbidden 13th Serpent, pulsing with energy that felt... wrong.

It hissed not like a creature — but like a clock ticking backward.


> “You came to stop me?” the Blind King growled.

“You came to stop your own future?”


The world around them flickered — moments from the past and future clashing in the air like lightning.

Kalvanar had mere minutes before the 

Timequake would erase everything 

The Bargain:


But then, the Blind King offered him a deal:


> “Let me destroy time... and I will free you from guarding it forever.”

“Join me. We can build a realm without fate — no pain, no death, no choices.”


Kalvanar hesitated.


All his life he had served time — watched civilizations rise and fall, friends grow old while he remained unchanged.

Was it so wrong to wish for an end?


Just then, the 12 serpents around him started dimming… one by one.

Only the 13th serpent glowed now, whispering secrets from outside existence.


The Door Beyond Time:


Suddenly, a vortex cracked open behind the Blind King —

A door made of nothingness, called “The Edge of Always” — a place beyond time where forgotten gods sleep.


To enter, a being must give up their past or their future.


Kalvanar realized:

If the Blind King entered it with the 13th Serpent, all timelines would collapse into a loop — an eternal prison.


But there was a way to stop it…


He had to use the 13th Serpent himself.


The Choice:


Kalvanar lunged — not to fight —

but to embrace the Blind King.


Time itself trembled.


> “I accept you… the future I fear. But I choose to rewrite you.”


The 13th Serpent slithered from the Blind King's crown into Kalvanar’s heart, merging with the 12.

A flash of light tore through the sky.


The 13 became 1 —

A complete Circle of Time, no longer bound by fear or destiny.





The Ending… or a Beginning?


The door vanished.


The Timequake calmed.


And Kalvanar?


He opened his eyes in a quiet jungle…

But something was different.


There were now 14 serpents around him.

One of them… was speaking.


> “Master, the timelines have cha

nged.

There is a new threat... and it’s not from the past…

It’s from the future you never lived.”

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