Despite the creepy look, his teacher's words were like a spark in the dry prairie, the flame of hope was ignited. Hari's chest heaved up but soon he suppressed the excitement to let his rationale take over.

“Ummm… actually, I had a very strange encounter last month ... I met an eccentric guy, in the dream I suppose.”

Hari didn’t give a clear answer, after all, telling someone he met god would the stupidest thing to he could come up with.

“*Phew* well eccentricity is their trademark; so which organization did you join.”

Old Marshal nonchalantly answered but Hari’s reply stunned the experienced Marshal.

“Joining an organization, no... er.. our meeting was just a couple of minutes and he just blabbered some incomprehensive stuff before vanishing into thin air.”

Hari answered with uncertainty.

“Which f**ker did you meet; he has lion’s guts to ignore the alliance rules blatantly.”

The old marshal suddenly burst in anger. Hari was baffled seeing his teacher swearing through his teeth.

“That guy didn’t even give a name, no rather, I didn’t even get to see his clear figure. He suddenly appeared out of nowhere like a phantom to spat some confusing theory about karma and destiny.”

Hari gave a more elusive answer this time; mixing truth and lie to make a fool-proof cocktail of story.

*sigh*

“Now things are getting complicated; earlier I thought of erasing your memory but…” The old Marshal was just speaking his mind but Anil suddenly interrupted.

“Ahh… what erase the memory.”

Anil exclaim, and all his brother face-palmed; the Marshal hated being interrupted. If it had been any other day Anil would have been hanging upside down by now.

Fortunately for Anil, the problem in hand was grievous and above all, he has met Hari after years. Thus he just received a sharp scary stare from the Old Marshal.

Memory Alteration was a daily operation for Hari and his brothers; they have personally erased the memories of a hand full of civilians to safeguard them against potential trauma or for security reasons.

“Anyway sooner or later you would come in contact with Ori Realm, so erasing your memory would be unnecessary.”

“Hari, it’s inappropriate to form me to disclose any secrets. From here onwards you’ll certainly have some encounters with people like Yash; don’t do anything rash, the water runs much deeper than you could fathom.

But, since the cat’s out to let me just tell you this, ‘His words were true.’”

Immediately Hari and his brother’s staggered back to their seats, the old marshal sighed seeing their dumbfounded faces.

*sigh*

“I’ll dispose of the corpse, it’ll a bit complicated for you guys.”

“Hari, I better than anyone know, there’s no free lunch in this world, so here take this.”

The old Marshal threw an illusory pinkish fruit, strangely, it became real when Hari caught out of instinct.

“That’s a Nirvana Fruit – a universal cure, something I prepared for you. Though it’s useless for you now, you could trade to your benefactor if you’re in a moral bind. Also it a rare exotic item, even in that part of the world.”

The old Marshal bit his farewell and vanished. Hari and his brothers stood there dumbstruck, things were unpredictable and went out proportion.

Anil still couldn’t sympathize with their misgivings and helplessness.

In reality, their inner world was almost breaking apart; to this day they prided of being one of the strongest and believed to have reached the absolute peak.

But Yash’s existence destroyed their ego, an exiled cripple has muscle power equivalent to super-soldier; it was almost humiliating.

After a prolonged suffocating silence, Anil voiced out his concern.

"So is the auction plan still alive?"

*******

While everyone was dwelling in silence, the auction’s first invitation was creating an uproar in the city.

In a huge 10 storey building, Junchit Daily Headquarters; placed right at the heart of the city.

A woman was sitting in a Blue King-Sized chair; petting the white dog in her lap while glancing through an article in a magazine on the other hand.

Suddenly her eyes were glued to a whole page advertisement, an invitation to the Inaugural auction. But what drew her attention wasn’t the Auction House itself but an item listed.

“Kira”

The women called out, and a few seconds later Six-and-half foot-high muscular women entered the office. Though she wore a perfect attire for a secretary, her unruly physique made the exact opposite of a capable secretary.

“Yes, ma’am”

The towering figure respectfully enquired.

“Kira, book a ticket for me in this auction, I’m interested in this Black Rudra. Also, cancel all the plans scheduled on that evening.”

Then the woman placed the advertisement on the table before leaving with her pet.

Kira reached out her long hands and pulled the magazine; and went through it before adding it to her boss’s schedule.

Similar acts played out in different parts of the city, many big shots were attracted for different items to be auctioned.

The Antiques and ancient relics attracted some of the crowd while most of them came for the exotic so on most of the high-class people had one reason or another to find themselves attracted to this Auction.

The actual Credit for this marvel should go to Anil for drafting an ingenious advertisement to attract the all age group of High-Class society.

This Promotion solely focused on grasping the attention of well to do part of the population. And so the Auction House tickets sold out like hot pancakes.

While the New Auction house was going viral, back in Junchit Daily Headquarters; the auction’s first customer.

"Ma'am you have two appointments on the said date.

First an Internal Departmental meeting here and later that day, Mr. Umar Razi was given an appointment with the date."

Kira swiftly spelled out her Chief's schedule.

"Cancel the appointment in the evening umm…, though Umar is an idiot his father is a true gentleman. Ok do it this way, tell them that I forgot the appointment and deeply apologize for the same."

“Yeah make sure you sent the apology after the auction.”

Without turning her head, she just gave orders before leaving her office with the dog wagging its tail behind her.

Kira felt like crying, passing this message will certainly bring upon contempt for being an incompetent Secretary.

Moreover, this isn't the first time her boss has forgotten a date and most certainly this wouldn't be the last one. Typically, no woman would forget her date but unfortunately, it was a habitual happening in her Chief's live.

After all, she has never shown any interest in relationships so far.

******

In the Hari’s office, Conference Room…..

"So is the auction plan still alive?"

Anil once again asked his brothers, but this time he nearly shouted. He couldn't withstand the silence; further, their indecisiveness seemed a bad premonition.

These words sparked life into their blank eyes; Hari was the first one to recover, after all, he did have an illusionary experience with god.

"That's it, what's gonna to come will certainly come. Let's focus on the problem in hand, the auction is round the corner."

Hari's the spirit if their team when he breaks the team falls and when he rises the team stands.

So everyone threw Ori Realm to back of their head and high-spiritedly discussed the auction.

14th October 2018, Sunday, Chennai.

Evening around 6 pm the sun was coming down, bring the temperature down a bit; making a soothing environment around their auction house.

But the brothers didn't have time to enjoy the weather; they were running up and down the building, today mistakes couldn't be afforded; everything was checked and rechecked for a flawless inaugural auction.

After hours of hectic work, all the seven brothers heaved a big sigh as they collapsed in the conference room.

*Phew*

"Big bro I can take 10 missions instead of managing a business for an hour."

Sushani complained in her shrill voice, making it even more unbearable but everyone present was in consent with Sushani.

These military die-hards took running a business little too lightly, especially when it is a start-up.

Finally, they were going to be put to a real test, the guests started turning up though everyone was new to this; none of them made any mistakes.

Sushani was in charge of security, they hired few retired veterans to prevent any mishaps while the triplets led a beautiful group hostess to welcome the guests.

Rakesh was handling the auction items and preparing for the auction along with their Appraisal Master and Auctioneer.

Anil had taken over the backstage while Hari presided the entire auction as the head.

Time rolled by, and a wave of people was entering.

The capacity of their hall was just above 400, and the most intriguing part of there was no VIP cabins or Box of any sorts. In ten minutes most of the seats were occupied, Hari and his brothers were gratified seeing a fully packed hall.

Then all of a sudden, the atmosphere became slightly restless. Once in a while, some inpatient men would turn around to the entrance.

As seconds more and more people started looking around and some even glued their eyes to the entrance. These esteemed guests, the big shots and wealthy businessmen were like fanatic fans waiting for their stars.

Hari was slightly baffled by this bizarre phenomenon.

"Anil what's going on, why is everyone so restless?"

Hair just casually asked as Anil stood next to him, preparing for the introduction.

"Big bro though everyone here is a part of the upper class; but the people gathered till now are something are just rich men who you could spot anywhere and everywhere, but the people that are about to come are a class apart.

They are the VIPs of our society, almost as rare as white lions. Our auction house was lucky enough to invite of 5 such individuals."

Anil explained with a tinge of admiration and envy. Hari was as clueless as any layman.

"Bro since you are entering the world of business it's essential to learn about them. Let brief in about each of them as they come.

umm….

The one at the entrance is Harry Deol."

Anil pointed his figure at a middle-aged man in Sky Blue suit. His looks were too ordinary, and nothing about him stood out if he walks down the lane, one might mistake him for a salesman.

"Hari don't let his look deceive you, Harry's the richest man of the city. He's into real estate and some other illegal stuff."

Anil toned down a bit as he spoke about his background.

"The two boys behind Deol are Hyther brothers, they run a gaming company with worth over tens of billion. These boys are what they call prodigies, but their background is even more terrifying."

Anil's voice had a hint of fear and reverence, Hari failed to notice it. But the very next instant Anil let out a goofy laugh seeing the women gracefully walking past the door.

"Brother this woman, Rai Rose Desai is the dream girl of eligible bachelor in the hall. Presently, she leads her family's largest company and owns almost all the elite beauty parlours in the city."

As Anil was speaking, the women cat walked into the hall. Every man in the hall appreciated the beauty, her brown hair and mesmerizing blue eyes were just too much for them to handle.

Some disgusting men were even lusting and raping her through the eyes; the sapphire gown flaunting her curves turned more and more men into an animal.

"Brother the woman who's gonna come now is the most fearsome woman of the city…. no, no the most terrifying woman of the state.

She's the exact opposite of Rai Rose, this one holds total disregard for everything. Once she even ignored Deol's offer, when he asked her hand to dance at some party.

That lunatic was kept at bay by this woman's late teacher. Her teacher Kristy Linn, the founder of Junchit Daily, took in her and after Miss Kristy's untimely demise the women inherited Junchit Daily."

Before Anil could finish, a woman elegantly walked in as though strolling in a park. She was exhibiting extraordinary confidence, yet her poise eyes earned everyone's admiration.

Maroon and silver gown warped her flawless almond shade skin. The perfect Black Gem in the silver necklace hanging on the neck added a tinge of mystery to the air.

Strangely, none of those wolves of men dared to size her up as she came gracefully floating over the carpet. Actually, in her presence, their head sank a few centimetres, and most of them didn't even dare to pass looks at Rai Rose standing nearby.

Hari was stunned seeing the woman majestically walking, the domineering aura seemed like the most natural thing for her.

Anil was totally mesmerized seeing the world-class beauty nonchalantly strolling over the red carpet. It took him a few seconds to recover.

"Brother she's Miss Kristy Linn student, Shreya Linn."

Anil walked to the stage without looking back if he had, he would have noticed Hari's odd face.

"Shreya"

Hari kept on mumbling her name. It was a normal reaction, any man would be surprised when he learns that his wife is the multi-billionaire.

Anil was busy organizing the auction, while Hari was still zoned out. But a dog in the crowd woke him to reality.

*woof*

*woof*

They painstakingly build silence, and solemn mood built for a grant introduction was thrown to the drains.

The dog kept on barking while staring at the stage and eagerly wagging its tail.

Then it went running circles near Shreya, to divert her attention to the right-hand side corner of the stage.

Others might have not realized, but Hari was sure that Shemo had somehow sniffed his scent and trying to inform it to Shreya.

"Bro take over everything, I have an important issue to deal with."

And in a jiffy Hari was out of the hall, he just handed his walky-talky to Anil before leaving. He quickly picked up his motorbike from the backyard and left the Auction house.