In the city of dreams, Swapnaloka, a mysterious institute floated in the sky. Inside, a 19-year-old boy sat on a bench, dressed in attire that seemed older than his age. His body bore scars, including a distinctive three-claw mark above his left eye. Suddenly, he woke up to a sensation on his neck and was shocked to see the same green crystal shining around his neck.

A smile spread across his face as memories began to flood back. He recalled living a life of hardship in the jungle, fighting for his people. But then, a devastating war ravaged the world, nearly wiping out humanity. The boy's eyes gleamed with determination, his memories reigniting a fire within him. He thought at time of his death 

, I regretted not accepting the man's offer to take my village out of the forest and train me further. I yearned for a chance to do things better, but it was too late.

As I lay there, I saw the same man who had offered to train me two years prior. He was protecting me and my people, fighting valiantly. I wondered if he had defeated our enemies or succumbed to them as well. He was incredibly strong, taking down countless foes and even sending my people to safety.

But then, something pierced his chest, and two demon warriors burst into laughter. My last hope vanished, yet I felt immense respect for that man. With my final breath, I wished to become his disciple in my next life.

I don't recall what happened after that or how I returned, but I remember a being saying, "You will be a warrior and god." I'm unsure what that means or who said it, but I sense there are six others like me, each with unique powers yet sharing something in common.

The locket will shine whenever anyone with a similar connection comes near. Currently, three dots are showing, indicating two others besides me. I've already met one of them, a boy in this institute who's also a rich man's son. With his help, I gained admission here three years ago, and I'm determined to become strong.

I realized my weakness in the past, and I know the City of Dreams, Swapnapuri, is the best place to grow stronger. Upon arrival, I met that boy, who's about 17, a year or two younger than me. Now, a fourth dot is shining, indicating another person nearby, possibly on the same train and new to the city. I'm excited to meet them, hoping they'll be good training partners.

As I thought this, a sword appeared in my hand, accompanied by the soul of a cute little girl. She said, "So, you're going to meet another Time Warrior, but I sense something different about them. Focus on your studies for now; learning the basics is essential, okay?"

As we reached the city, I gazed in awe at the enormous house before us, possibly 100 times bigger than my old home. I exclaimed, "Dad, Dad, we're going to live here!"

My father chuckled, "Yes, beta, we are. By the way, where did you learn to call me 'Dad'?"

I remembered seeing a baby call his father "Dad" and someone else use the longer "Pitaji." I preferred "Dad" since it was shorter and easier.

As my father laughed, I felt something on my neck and moved my hand to touch it. Suddenly, a locket appeared, and my father's eyes widened in shock. I also spotted a similar locket on his neck.

"Dad, you gave me this locket, but I didn't know it was on me!" I said, bewildered.

In a tight grip, my father held my hand and asked, "Did you meet someone, Arushi? Tell me, did you meet someone while sleeping?"

"I don't know why you're holding me so tightly, it's painful," I said, and my father released his grip, apologizing, "I'm sorry, Arushi. I'm very sorry. Let's go inside."

As we entered the house, women greeted us, performing an arti ceremony. They touched my father's feet, and he encouraged me to do the same. I touched their feet and said, "Aunties, how are you?" with a smile.

They replied, "We're good, little angel." I corrected them, "I'm not a little angel, I'm a big girl now. You can call me Arushi, but please don't call me little."

They laughed, and one auntie, Supriya, with a bigger build than me, approached me. I felt small compared to her, but she said, "Okay, you're bigger. I'm your biggest aunt, Supriya. Okay?"

I smiled, feeling a bit more at ease, but still eager to prove myself as a "big girl" who could help my father.

[9/10, 09:06] Meta AI: Here's a rewritten version with some minor edits for clarity and flow:

I asked Supriya Auntie, "How can I become big like you?" and touched her arm, but they all burst into laughter. "You'll get bigger, Arushi, you're only 18," they said, teasing me.

I replied, "I know, but I've heard that women with bigger boobs get more respect and love. My friends wish for bigger boobs, but I've always had bigger ones. Yet, all of you are bigger than me, especially you, biggest Aunt Supriya."

They laughed even harder, and I joined in, realizing I had picked up their habit of laughter. Just then, my uncles and their kids arrived, touching my father's feet and mine. I said, "No need," but as the biggest kid approached, the locket on my neck shone brighter, and a green light emerged from the kid's neck.

I exclaimed, "Dad, you also gave him a locket!" The room fell silent, and everyone looked shocked. I didn't understand why they closed the door, but it seemed like a significant moment had just passed.