Chapter 1: The First Death in Another Universe
"Multiverse… exists."
People always laughed at Aarav when he said that.
But today… he proved them wrong.
The machine stood in front of him, humming with energy.
On the table beside it… there was only one thing.
A photograph.
Meera's photograph.
Aarav picked it up, his fingers gently brushing over her face.
"I'll bring you back… no matter which universe I have to steal you from."
The machine activated.
A blinding flash of light swallowed everything.
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When Aarav opened his eyes…
Something felt wrong.
The room looked the same.
But not quite.
The table… the walls… everything was there.
Except—
The photo frame was broken.
Aarav's heart skipped a beat.
He quickly grabbed his phone and called Meera.
"The number you are trying to call is switched off…"
"No… no, this isn't right…"
He ran.
Straight to her house.
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There was a crowd outside.
Police.
Ambulance.
People whispering.
Crying.
Aarav felt his chest tighten.
"What happened…?" he asked someone nearby.
The man looked at him strangely.
"You don't know?"
Aarav shook his head.
The man said slowly—
"Meera… died last night."
Everything inside Aarav shattered.
"That's impossible… I just saw her…"
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And then…
He saw something that made his blood freeze.
On the glass of the ambulance—
👉 There was a reflection behind him.
A girl standing there.
Still.
Silent.
It was Meera.
Alive.
But her face…
Expressionless.
And her eyes—
Completely black.
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Slowly…
Meera raised her hand.
And wrote something on the fogged glass—
"You came to the wrong universe."
(TO BE CONTINUED…)
"And this was just the first universe… where she died."