"What do people usually do during meditation? I refuse to believe it is just closing your eyes and concentrating into the darkness." I texted Panna.

"You can feel Shakti in Satya Marta. The Shakti that flows through Prithvi(The World) is locked behind a barrier of Maya that the Kalpa Vriksha maintains and doesn't allow it to trickle into this dimension thus separating Marta into two. During meditation what you generally do is filter this Shakti and store it in seven chakra points in your body. Since Shakti is divine energy and cannot be held by mere human vessels, you have to create chakra points one by one for both filtering the divine energy into Kundalini, your internal energy, and storing it to be used for a wide range of uses later." Panna replied back.

"I know that you read my thoughts regarding how your sentences were short, but you don't need to forcefully make them longer like this. You can talk in any way that's comfortable for you." I noticed how she added extra conjunctions for making her sentence longer.

"Given time, I'll be comfortable enough to use long and sophisticated sentences like these. But for that I'll also need some practice, so bear with me..."Panna explained her motivations.

"Where did you learn all these things from? Do you have other sources that you have other than my memories?" I added after a while.

"Ofcourse, I can already access Kalpa Yaal for some reason. There are a lot of things which are still hidden from me but basic knowledge of the Lokas was instilled within me from the moment I was born. I will try my best to answer any questions you have so ask away, I realised that I enjoy talking with you!" Panna expressed her gratitude leaving me with a warm feeling inside.

"Don't just wait for me to talk. You can send messages from your side anytime you want if you feel you're lonely. I also enjoy talking with you." I tried to return the feelings I experienced. I hope it reached her through the message. Texts, I believe, often failed to express emotions properly. I can't wait to level up fast and meet her again. I imagined her growing all alone in that grove waiting for someone to come and interact with her. I don't know how we were bounded together, but experiencing her innocent and child like personality, I felt an instinct to protect and stand beside her.

"I hope you won't mind if I do..." She answered with a hint of shyness. Even though we were chatting, her emotions were palpable. I got rid of the worry I had before, regarding the communication of emotions. The same thing must be happening both ways. Reading memories is one thing, and feeling the emotions attached to them is a different thing altogether. I made a mental note to give her enough attention, as children often require it the most while growing up. Is this how it feels to become a father?

My thoughts were interrupted as the bulbs lit up. We slowly left the hall one row at a time from the end. Some people were already holding their clothes that had come loose, fortunately we all wore half pants inside to avoid flashing other people in case of a mishap.

Saiyan left for a talk with Mr. Baagh. While I accompanied Dweep and Anik back to our room. "What do we do now?" Dweep asked looking at us. He was another guy with slight freckles on his chubby cheeks. He wasn't round altogether but was close enough. It would balance out if he grew a bit taller. He had his hair cut military style, with three inches above his ears being bald. It was a weird shape to be honest, his absence of hair made the upper part of his head thin but the lower part below the ears was round.

"Let's talk a bit about ourselves. What do you say?" Anik suggested, as we heard people outside saying we can stay in our rooms for the next two and a half hours. I need to tread carefully, and not give hints that I'm a total newbie at everything.

"Yeah, but what happened with Saiyan? What was that golden light?" Dweep asked, curious just like me.

"I asked him but he said that he's not allowed to talk about it right now." I let them know.

"We'll know about it after we enter Ashrama I think. Maybe the things related to the event are bound by Maya." Anik theorized.

I was curious about this Maya. Why does it allow certain things to be said while not allow others? How do I distinguish between what's allowed and what's not?

I was afraid to ask it aloud as it might be a newbie question. I'll message Panna later about this, I noted.

I need to be attentive right now since questions can suddenly spring up targeting me.

"I'll start with myself then." Anik started the introductions. "I've been studying at a local school before which wasn't strict with attendances. It's always been my dream to live in the Satya Marta so I never bothered with things in this fake realm devoid of Shakti. I've trained with Bows and Arrows since I was seven. There is so much less time in here. I wish I could have practiced more."

"Whoa!!" Me and Dweep clapped, clearly impressed.

"Next is me I guess?" This time Dweep started after getting a look of affirmation from me. "I have come from the south end of the state, near the Bay. My family has a history of using the Parashu so they have been feeding me too much from the very beginning to make me look like this..." He smiled, clearly embarrassed. "Oh, it is a huge two handed battle axe with a crescent shaped blade. They are quite heavy to lift. I wasn't strong enough to wield them until I was ten years old."

I was more impressed this time. This guy is a hidden powerhouse. Better not make him an enemy. I was in a pinch, wondering how to give myself a leeway enough to give them an idea that I wasn't that much of an expert in anything.

"Yeah, so I come from near the state capital. My parents wanted me to lead a normal life, but after learning about the truth I had to come here any way I could." I straight up lied. I just hope it doesn't come back to bite me in the back later. "My parents allowed me here only under the condition that I have to mostly focus on studies and not get engaged in things that untimely took away my grandfather many years ago."

What an interpretation!! Kudos to the imagination passive. I saw my friends getting a bit apologetic.

"Don't worry guys, it's cool. I hope you guys will help me to manage things." I added at the end to make sure they don't have to feel awkward.

"Don't worry atleast about your studies here. You'll have enough time. Problem is with your skills right now. If you don't have any combat skills you can always be helpful as a support. Many people don't know but supports play a huge role in any aspect, whether it is a game or an actual war." Anik tried to console me.

"What will be the actual scale of the wars we'll participate in?" Dweep asked. He should have known about it, considering that his family already attended the Ashrama.

"Didn't your parents tell you?" I asked back curious.

"They didn't, knowing that I would hate it. I never truly understood why we have to go somewhere and fight for no reason. Is it just for honor? Or is it just an excuse for feeling like we are making a difference?" Dweep tried to explain. "They kept explaining how they can't say anything, and that they can only prepare me for what's to come. If Maya is so all encompassing, maybe it should have allowed us to atleast know what all my unconsented hardwork was for. I also wanted to play with the children in the neighborhood like a normal guy and not swing around heavy metal maces just so I can fight in some other dimension."

This guy was infact speaking facts. I was not in a position to say anything because I mostly had no idea about most of the things, but from my perspective, without enough information, I shared the same views as him.