In the evening, on a beautiful green field, a middle-aged man was training a group of students. All the children were practicing with their hands and feet on dummies, just like the middle-aged man. Among them were two of the youngest, only 4 years old, practicing on wooden dummies.

 As the two children practiced, many people watched from a distance and talked about them. Among these onlookers was a 25-year-old woman, Riya, who was captivated by the children's practice. As she focused on them, an illusion began to form in front of her eyes—tall buildings, a party where she was dressed like a princess, with flowers raining down on her. Suddenly, she heard a voice.

 "Riya, you look so beautiful today that I can't take my eyes off you. Riya, will you marry me?" Riya turned to see a handsome young man in a black suit walking towards her, but his face started to fade. The next moment, Riya felt like she was drowning in a deep ocean and suddenly fainted. As she collapsed, the two children, only 4 years and 3 months old, ran towards her, shouting, "Mom, Mom!" The middle-aged man, their teacher, stopped the training and, with the help of others, took Riya to the clinic. The physician examined her pulse and then gave her some medicine.

 He said, "Congratulations, Master Ramacharya. The girl's memory is starting to return."

 Master Ramacharya replied, "Thank you, Vaidya Sung. This is the result of your five years of continuous effort. I will always be grateful to you!"

 Vaidya Sung Ji responded, "Master, what are you saying? You are the leader of this tribe and have done everything possible to save this girl, even though you share no blood relation with her."

 Ramacharya smiled and said, "It was all God's will that I found her five years ago in the western mountains. I'll never forget it; it was as if a miracle happened."

 At that moment, the two children came running towards Master Ramacharya, crying, "Grandpa, Grandpa! What happened to Mom? Is she okay? When will she wake up?"

 Master Ramacharya gently assured them, "Darsh, Daksh, don't worry. Your mom is fine now. Go to your grandmother and have something to eat; you must be tired."

 The two children then started walking towards their home. They were both more talented and aware than their age would suggest because they weren’t ordinary children. Looking at Daksh, Darsh asked, "Brother, will Mom's memory really return? Will she never faint again?"

 Daksh replied, "Didn't you hear, brother? The physician and Grandpa both said that Mom's memory would come back. Don't worry, I'm with you."

 Just then, a group of children approached them, laughing, and started mocking them. "What happened, Darsh? Now what will you do? Who will save you? Your mom is sick again and will be unconscious for another week or two. Who knows if she'll even wake up?"

 Hearing this, Darsh became furious and was about to say something when Daksh kicked the boy, knocking him to the ground. The boy angrily got up, assumed a fighting stance, and said, "Daksh, that was unfair; I wasn't ready."

 But before he could finish, Daksh slapped him on the head and said, "You dumbass, how many times will you get beaten by me?"

 Kushal, stomping his foot in anger, said, "You two brothers won’t get away this time. I'll settle the score today. That’s why I’ve called in the world-famous martial artist, Bishur, who is 7 years old and the youngest champion in all of Rudrapuram."

 Daksh laughed and said, "You and your world-famous youngest champion are the biggest fools in the world. Have you traveled the world to make that comparison?"

 Just then, Kushal clapped his hands, and along with his group, a small boy, much shorter than an average 7-year-old, angrily stomped towards the two and stuttered, "How dare you both trouble my friend? I won’t let you go today!"

 Daksh, teasing, said, "T-t-then come q-q-quickly!"

 Bishur angrily attacked Daksh. His punch was powerful, and Daksh stepped back. Before Daksh could regain his balance, Bishur attacked again, knocking him to the ground.

 Seeing his brother fall, Darsh pulled him back and angrily punched Bishur with all his might, causing Bishur to step back. Darsh continued to punch and kick Bishur until he fell to the ground. After that, all the other children joined in the fight, but just then, an elderly woman arrived and angrily said, "Daksh and Kushal, stop fighting!" She then separated them and took the three boys away.

 The next day, Riya had another terrifying dream. She saw herself falling into a ravine, and behind her, the same handsome man jumped off the mountain to save her, injuring himself in the process. The next moment, she found herself crying beside the man lying on the ground. Suddenly, Riya woke up from her sleep.

 As Riya opened her eyes, she saw Master Ramacharya and the physician standing in front of her. Seeing her conscious, both asked the same question: "Dear girl, what happened? Did you remember anything? What’s your name? Where is your home? Are you okay? Do you have any headache?"

 Riya looked at both of them, smiled, and said, "Sorry, Grandpa. My name is Riya, and in my dream, I saw tall buildings and a handsome boy. I can’t remember much about him, but it felt like I was about to marry him."

 The physician said, "Dear, don’t strain your mind too much. Master Ramacharya adopted you five years ago, so you can stay here as long as you want. Although outsiders aren’t usually allowed here, no one will bother you now."

 This society was part of an ancient civilization located in Rudrapuram, a hidden city in the mountains of eastern India, unknown to the outside world. There were some ancient beliefs associated with this large area, which consisted of three major tribes. The largest of these was the Trishul tribe, led by Ramacharya, where every member was skilled in martial arts and there was a unique spiritual energy. The people here were devotees of Lord Shiva.

 Master Ramacharya wanted to tell Riya how he found her but couldn’t bring himself to do so. However, when he heard about the handsome boy in her dream, he knew who it was. Ramacharya had many connections with outsiders and would do anything to find Riya’s family. He tried to make a call, but it wasn’t received. After that, Ramacharya went to his room, removed a mirror to reveal a hidden door, and entered a secret chamber. Inside, he saw a picture on the wall that brought tears to his eyes. It was a photo of his son Rahul, Rahul's wife Vibha, and a 3-year-old boy. Seeing it, Ramacharya said,

 "Twenty-two years have passed since you all left this place. My one mistake separated me from my grandson. How are you, Vishal? Did your dad tell you anything about us?"

 Meanwhile, in the city of Mumbai, Asia's richest man, Vashikaran Malhotra, the president of MLH Group, was organizing a party attended by some of Asia’s top businessmen and powerful politicians. The party was supposed to start, but no one dared to begin it. The entire Malhotra family was present.

 Mahi Malhotra kept dialing someone, but the call wasn’t answered. Suddenly, a message popped up "Mahi, don’t worry; I’ll be there in a minute." As soon as she read it, she quickly sent a message to her grandfather.

 Within the next moment, all the media people and directors of MLH Group, even Vashikaran Malhotra himself, rushed to the gate. As they arrived, all the media companies readied their cameras and mics. In front of them, several luxury cars worth crores stopped, and many men in black suits got out and started running towards the back.

 Seeing them running to the back, Vashikaran Malhotra’s face became a little gloomy. Everyone watched as the guards stood by a Mahindra Thar, opened the door, and a 25-year-old young man dressed in a black suit stepped out. He glanced at everyone, then touched the feet of his parents, Vibha and Rahul, to receive their blessings. After greeting everyone respectfully, he walked inside with Mahi without saying a word, not even to Vashikaran Malhotra.

 People were stunned to see this. They began whispering among themselves, wondering who he was and why he had the audacity to ignore Malhotra. Someone said he was the secret chairman of MLH Group, who had been secretly handling the group for five years. Someone else speculated that no CEO would dare to ignore Vashikaran unless there was something very wrong. Someone shouted that this was Vishal Malhotra, the president of NK Group, who had brought MLH Group to the brink of downfall two years ago.

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