INT. ROYAL PALACE – SWAYAMVAR HALL – DAY
A stunned silence spread like wildfire across the grand hall.
THWACK!
The arrow had pierced the rotating Fish's eye with such precision that the very walls seemed to tremble.
Gasps echoed. Murmurs turned to shock. Arjun lowered his bow, his face unreadable—except his eyes, which involuntarily trailed Aditi as she fled the palace, her teardrops glinting like diamonds under the golden light.
He clenched his jaw.
Now was not the time to go after her.
He shifted his gaze. Maya met his look. A silent command passed between them. She rose discreetly and slipped out, following Aditi into the marble corridors.
KING DHRUPAD
(rising slowly, voice booming)
"Who are you, O Mighty Archer?"
The archer removed his hood.
ARJUN
(calmly, firmly)
"I am Rudranath."
The silence that followed was deafening.
A wave of horror rippled through the crowd. Gasps turned to cries of disbelief.
SUBJECT 1
(whispering)
"Did he say... Rudranath?"
SUBJECT 2
(fearfully)
"That's impossible! Rudranath died over a thousand years ago!"
SUBJECT 3
(skeptical)
"This must be a trick. A blasphemous lie!"
King Dhrupad staggered back, as if a ghost had walked through him. His knuckles turned white, gripping the edge of his throne.
FLASHBACK – YEARS AGO
A younger King Dhrupad—bloodied, cornered—kneeling before a towering warrior cloaked in shadows. A burning battlefield. The hiss of a blade inches from his throat.
Then—PRINCE YASHOMITRA, youthful and blazing, descending from the skies like fire, saving him at the last second.
BACK TO PRESENT
Dhrupad's eyes narrowed, laced with fury and dread.
KING DHRUPAD
(coldly)
"Rudranath is dead. Executed on my orders. His soul should be ashes in the wind."
(beat)
"If you truly are him—prove it."
(turns to his guards)
"Bring me Rudranath's Infinity Sword—from the manor vault."
The crowd recoiled in awe.
SUBJECT 4
(in awe)
"The Infinity Sword… untouched for centuries… still sealed in the flames of time."
Drums began to pound.
The temple doors opened slowly, as golden-armored soldiers marched in solemn formation, bearing a massive silver chest lined with arcane runes.
As they set it down with a loud clang, a low hum filled the air. The sword within was no ordinary blade—it was alive. Glowing. Waiting.
KING DHRUPAD
(eyes locked on Arjun)
"Let the blade judge you."
Arjun stepped forward, unflinching, his silhouette sharp against the golden light pouring from above.
The crowd parted. The whispers stopped.
All eyes were now on one thing—
Would the blade accept him?
Or devour him whole?
The chest creaked open.
Inside, resting on obsidian velvet, was the Infinity Sword—a blade forged in celestial fire, its hilt wrapped in dragonhide, its edge pulsing with a dull, ancient glow that whispered stories of forgotten wars.
The crowd held its collective breath.
PRIEST
(fearful)
"No mortal has ever touched it and lived. The last who tried turned to ash..."
King Dhrupad raised a hand. Silence.
KING DHRUPAD
(grim)
"If you are Rudranath... the sword will awaken for you."
Arjun approached slowly.
As he neared, the air grew thick, dense with invisible force. His tunic fluttered against the rising current of raw energy.
He stopped just inches away from the sword.
A beat of silence.
Then—
He reached out.
The moment his fingers brushed the hilt—
A BLINDING BLAST OF LIGHT ERUPTED.
Winds howled through the hall. Torches flickered violently. A few spectators screamed and shielded their eyes.
From the sword, ancient runes ignited, swirling around Arjun's arm like sentient fire. The blade began to lift on its own, glowing with searing intensity.
Arjun gripped it firmly.
The Infinity Sword did not reject him. It sang.
A haunting, metallic hum filled the chamber. The hall itself seemed to recognize him.
SUBJECT 5
(trembling)
"It's... true. He is Rudranath."
King Dhrupad paled, a storm gathering behind his eyes. The ghost of the past had returned—in flesh and fury.
INT. PALACE CORRIDOR – MEANWHILE
Aditi ran down the corridor, her gown trailing behind like spilled moonlight.
She stopped near a marble pillar, trying to catch her breath, her eyes brimming with rage and heartbreak.
ADITI
(whispers)
"Why, Arjun? Why would you do this... now?"
Behind her, Yash finally caught up.
Yash:
(carefully)
"Aditi, wait—"
ADITI
(turns, voice trembling)
"He betrayed me, Yash! I thought he loved me! Was all of this just a game to him?"
Yash looked torn—caught between a truth he knew and a secret he couldn't yet reveal.
Yash"
(gently)
"He didn't do this to hurt you. There's something deeper. Something... older."
ADITI
(bitterly)
"Then why not tell me? Why leave me standing in front of everyone—like a fool?"
Before Yash could answer, a pulse of energy rippled through the corridor. They both turned instinctively.
The sword had awakened.
INT. SWAYAMVAR HALL – SAME TIME
Arjun held the sword high. The blade's glow faded slightly, settling into a rhythmic, living pulse, like a heart finally reunited with its bearer.
KING DHRUPAD
(voice like steel)
"So. The legend lives."
He descended from his throne slowly, eyes locked on Arjun.
KING DHRUPAD:
"But why return now? After a thousand years of silence. To kill me? To finish what you started?"
Arjun lowered the sword and looked the king dead in the eye.
ARJUN
(calm, deep voice)
"You are right, Dhrupad! I am here to kill you."
(beat)
"I've returned because darkness is rising again. And this time... I won't end it on your terms."
Gasps.
The entire hall stiffened.
KING DHRUPAD
(suspicious)
"Rudranath! If you returned for the good, you must know, I am Immortal. Nothing can kill me. I am equivalent to God. No, I am God."
ARJUN
(ominously)
"The Most foolish mistake a Man can ever make is consider himself God. You can never be God's equivalent. For you are a Mere Human. "
The Infinity Sword pulsed with divine energy in Arjun's grasp, but something was changing.
His gaze... darkened.
The warmth that once filled his eyes was vanishing—replaced by cold fire, an ancient wrath flickering behind the facade.
A subtle crack appeared on the floor beneath his feet as the sword vibrated with hunger.
KING DHRUPAD
(tense)
"A Mere Human? You say I am a mere Human? Don't you know foolish, I am blessed to never die by hands of any human from this world?"
Arjun didn't answer.
He took a step forward.
Then another.
"You say you are invincible and no human of this realm can kill you, "
The sword lifted.
Not in peace.
But to strike.
KING DHRUPAD
(staggering back)
"GUARDS!"
With a roar that shook the stained-glass windows, Arjun—no, Rudranath—lunged at the King.
CLANG!
The sword came crashing down in a brilliant arc of silver light. Dhrupad barely dodged, the blade slicing through marble like butter. Screams erupted from the nobles.
GUARDS
(shouting)
"Protect the King!"
But it was too late.
With supernatural speed, Rudranath deflected every oncoming blade with effortless precision, moving like a storm made flesh.
ARJUN/RUDRANATH
(voice layered, dark and echoing)
"You thought you could erase me with time? I am not a man... I am VENGEANCE REMEMBERED!"
He hurled a guard across the hall with a flick of his hand. The sword thrummed with power—each strike sending out shockwaves that cracked the pillars and shattered shields.
INT. PALACE CORRIDOR – SAME TIME
Aditi and Yash felt the tremor beneath their feet.
ADITI
(gasping)
"That... that's the Infinity Sword!"
Yash grabbed her hand.
YASH
(fearfully)
"No. That's not just the sword... that's Rudranath. The real Rudranath."
ADITI
(eyes wide)
"Rudranath? Is he still alive? Is he the immortal that everyone is telling me to kill?"
YASH:
"Aditi, the immortal is not Rudranath but Dhrupad!"
Hearing this, Aditi was absolutely flabbergasted. The character whom she absolutely adored and made with so much love and precision, that character turned into a nightmare.
"Arjun is Rudranath! He had transmigrated to our world"
"How can all this be real? It doesn't make sense Yash. It really doesn't. My Arjun, he is Rudranath, the villain?"
"The actual villain all along was Dhrupad, Aditi. Rudranath/Arjun was always innocent."
INT. SWAYAMVAR HALL – CONTINUOUS
The hall was in chaos.
Rudranath advanced toward the throne, each step carving destruction into the floor. He raised the sword one final time, preparing for a killing blow—
"Rudranath!", a voice echoed through the hall.
"Try as much as you can! I will not die. I cannot be killed by anyone from this world, No human, No animal can hurt me. I will not die by an illness or a weapon. I will not die at day or night. Cause, I am blessed by the heavenly lords."
Rudranath/ Arjun smirked at his statement.
"Are you really so mighty Dhrupad?", he came a little closer to throne and kept his sword down, saying,
"You didn't just reveal ways in which you cannot die, but you also revealed ways by which you can get killed. Now I will use these ways to get to you. One year, in exactly one year, you will face your own wrath. Karma will hit you. And no blessing or curse can save you."
Saying that much, Arjun disappeared into thin air with his sword. Dhrupad sat down on his throne dejected. He ordered soldiers to go after Arjun.