Scene 1 : Re - Start ?
It was cold. Damp. Silent.
He opened his eyes and saw strange glowing rocks around him. Some hung from the ceiling, others stuck out from the ground like sharp teeth. The colors were weird—blue, green, purple, even red. They almost looked alive.
Where… am I?
His head hurt. His thoughts were fuzzy, like a dream he couldn't remember. He tried to think back, to remember something—anything—but it was all blank. He had no idea how he got here.
No… he had no idea who he even was.
His body felt heavy, but he forced himself to sit up. He had to leave this place. But where would he even go?
Then, suddenly—
A flash.
A sharp heat rushed through his body, and his eyes started burning. Before he could react, everything around him disappeared.
The cave was gone.
Instead, he was standing somewhere else—somewhere unreal.
A floating world stretched before him, golden clouds drifting across the sky. The air crackled with energy, like a storm was about to begin.
A thunderous tremor rolled across the entire expanse of the spirit realm. The golden clouds started to turn greyish with golden lightning conducting through the clouds. Suddenly a massive lightning descended near Avikarh creating mist after impact.
And right in front of him—
A dragon.
It wasn't like the ones from fairy tales. It was bigger than anything he could have imagined, with scales that glowed like they were made of stars. Its eyes burned like two tiny suns, watching him without blinking.
The three massive necks snake downward, each crowned with a gaping maw. As the three heads bend toward Avikarh, their combined presence transforms the atmosphere.
Air shivers between blistering heat and shattering cold, light flickers between fiery glow, electric flash, and crystalline snowflakes, sound merges into a harmonic roar—part inferno, part thunderclap, part glacier's groan.
No it's a God , a Dragon God
He couldn't move. Couldn't think.
It was waiting for him.
Something stirred in his chest. A feeling, a thought—something important.
And then, the fog in his mind cleared, just a little.
A name.
Avikarh.
He finally remembered something.
His name.
Scene 2 : Son of the Dragon God
Avikarh drifts in a suspended plane—neither dream nor death, but a realm of pure spirit. Before him looms the realm of the Dragon God, cloaked in divine fire, shrouded in icy mist and thunder light. The air feels heavy, yet familiar, like a song he once knew but can't recall.
" Are you alright Avikarh, my son? "
The dragon god's words carried no demand but more warmth and love.
" Who.. who are you? Where am I? What's this place? How do… you know me? "
(his breathe trembles)
" Why can't I remember anything? "
" Others may call me by many names. But to you… I am Garjhimagni, your father "
" I don't understand. How can I… be your son? Why can't I remember anything ?
His eyes were flickering with doubt and fear. But there was something in his words that made Avikarh calm. His gaze was gentle like a protective father.
" Let's just say… I've been always there for you, even when you couldn't see me. (he chuckled gently while speaking)
Garjhimagni, in his divine dragon form, appears with a colossus of scaled majesty: his wings were made of auroras and ash, his body forged in fire, thunder, and ice.
"You don't have to remember all at once. Just breathe. Just be what you want. The rest will come slowly."
( he extended his heads close to him-not commanding but inviting )
( hesitates, then looks at the god softly and sadness filling his heart he asked )
" Why… why does your voice make my chest hurt? Like I've missed something… or someone. Are you really my father? "
( soft smile, eyes filled with a quiet sorrow and joy intertwined )
" Because you have. But don't worry you will be able to get your memories back. One step at a time, my son. "
( still doubts in head but more relaxed and accepting )
" Okay… Dad. "
As the boy trembled in confusion and sadness, Garjhimagni knelt in silence. He said nothing at first-just let the moment breathe. When he finally spoke, his voice was quiet, like the sky at dusk.
He didn't reached out immediately. Instead he placed his paw over his own chest-just above where a heart would be.
" You've been through a lot. I know because I have watched over you always but couldn't help you directly. As I cannot interfere in the mortal realm."
" Your loss of memories is due to your transmigration to this world from your homeworld. I cannot reveal yet why you are sent here but just believe in me,okay. You have been sent in to this world to find 6 boys, from your world who also had been sent here prior to your arrival. They also have been affected by memory losses like you and are scattered in different parts of this world "
Avikarh's spirit quivers at the weight of Garjhimagni's words. He couldn't grasp all of this at once but still tried to piece it bit by bit.
"Six… other boys like me? Scattered across this world? But why ?"
Garjhimagni's face filled with concern, his fiery head's flames flickered more brightly, another thunder rumbled. He paused, the weight of unspoken truths hanging heavily in the air.
( one head's flames flickering more brightly, another's thunder rumbling low )
"Yes. Each of them chosen by the 6 dragon kings needed to confront the looming darkness. Seek them out. Awaken their memories, as you strive to reclaim your own. Together, you will forge a bond strong enough to challenge the evil that threatens all."
Confusion and anxiety was looming on his face, but beneath them, a spark of resolve ignited.
"I... I understand. I will find them, dad"
Garjhimagni's neck bent low, all the three head leaning close to Avikarh. Tentatively, Avikarh reached out and placed his shaking hand against the dragon's warm, scaled snout.
Instantly he felt a rush of warmth and safety, as though he'd come home after a lifetime away. Overcoming with his loneliness he felt all this time, he threw his arms around the great beast's neck in a child like embrace.
At once, the left head's sparks stopped and the right head's frost breath stilled, each drifting nearer to cocoon Avikarh in a protective triad. Tears welled in the boy's eyes, and Garjhimagni's thunderous heart beat rumbled like a lullaby against his cheek. After a moment of quiet reassurance, the dragon god spoke, each head's voice merging into one grave tone:
"Avikarh, you have been summoned here to find six boys—your brothers by fate—who were sent before you and share your fate of lost memories. Together, you must form a team strong enough to stand against the Evil Emperor Drakuvor and his Star Octave, eight cruel generals who enforce his rule. Only by defeating them will you reclaim your memories…and discover the path back to your homeworld."
( now more and confident ) " I will form the team and definitely will get my memories back-"
Garjhimagni's three heads stiffened as a crackle of discord rippled through the spirit‐vision. His blazing head drew forward, eyes narrowing.
Garjhimagni (voice trembling with urgency and his voice glitching):
"I sense someone is trying to disrupt our link. We don't have… enough time… Listen to me carefully… You must find those six boys… and defeat Drakuvor and his subordinates…. and get you memories back"
A low growl of static cut through his words as his fiery head's flames sputtered. The ice head's breath wavered, crystal shards melting in midair.
Garjhimagni (leaning so close Avikarh could feel the tremor of thunder):
"I know you're wondering how you'll manage it… but always remember—you are my son, and you are blessed by my powers to control _i_e, _h_n_e_, and _c_…."
Avikarh's spirit shook; panic flickered in his eyes as Garjhimagni's voice dropped to a whisper.
Garjhimagni (murmuring a single, sacred word lost to the crackling void):
" śvasti, maṅgalaṃ bhūyāt "
In that instant, a pale sphere of light blossomed between them and slipped into Avikarh's mind, illuminating hidden paths and buried strengths. With a roar that blended flame, lightning, and frost, Garjhimagni wove a shimmering barrier around Avikarh's spirit—warding him against the backlash of the disruption—and within a heartbeat the discord was banished, leaving only the dragon god's solemn promise echoing in the boy's soul.
Scene 3 : Into the new world
Avikarh blinked, the warm glow fading from his eyes as he steadied his breathing. He struggled to piece together the fragments of his vision—only the memory of that orb of light pressing into his forehead remained.
What on earth is happening to me? he muttered, clutching at his head.
The barrier couldn't fully protect his spirit. There was only foggy memories of the meeting remained in his mind.
A resonant voice boomed in his mind:
"Journey through this world and find the six boys that were sent before you. Use the gifts of fire, thunder, and ice with which I have blessed you to defeat the evil Emperor Drakuvor and his subordinates. Now go forth and explore this new realm. I know you can do it, my son"
Avikarh's heart pounded. He straightened, a smile breaking across his face.
Yes, Dad, I will he whispered, as the last echoes of the dragon god's words faded.
Pushing himself to his feet, he took stock of his changed attire—sturdy boots, a tunic of unfamiliar cut, and a cloak that fluttered like living flame at the hem. He stepped to the cave's mouth and moved towards the morning light.
A forest of vibrant greens spread before him, strange creatures flitting through the undergrowth and the sky, and beyond them, the spires of a fortress city rising against the sky.
A thrill surged through Avikarh. Although he was little afraid but the excitement to explore overtook him.
Let's begin, he said, and set off down the rocky path, each step carrying him closer to the adventure—and the brothers—he was destined to find.