Journey Towards Truth

Because that day was the last day of Om's class. Everyone was busy with their conversation and enjoyed the moments. 

Om without any care, walking towards the entrances. He was busy thinking about which weapons suit him the best.

"I'm too weak to be a close combatant. I need something that can help me defeat a lot of opponents without getting too close and covers a big area of effect.

Something like a magic catalyst (grimoire, magic staff or magic enhancing accessories)".

At the entrance he found a large crowd blocking the entrance. 

Since he was not in any hurry and Raj was not there to pick him up. Om went towards a bench near a tree and sat on it.

After sitting, he looked at the sky and started planning what to do in the next 10 days. 

Unable to decide on anything, he finally decided to study about all candidates who over the years got selected by C.U.I. 

"I'm not very confident in scoring any high score, much less promoted to Rathi class."

"I need another way. After reaching home, l will ask Mr Narad to find out about the candidates who got admitted to C.U.I over the past years."

"Hey Om! Come over here" a voice came from the middle of the crowd.

Om turned to the crowd. A hand was seen to be raised from there.

Om walked there. There he found out that Raj was there with Mr Narad, who was sitting on the driver seat inside his luxury car and Raj at the front seat near him.

"Show off." Om whispered.

Om ignored them and walked away from there to avoid any unnecessary trouble.

Raj looked a bit confused at Om ignoring them. But Narad found it to his liking and a smile was seen on his face. 

"Hey Raj, get in." Narad asked Raj who bid farewell to the crowd and went in the car.

Narad drives the car towards Om's way till reach were near him. Narad stopped the car close to Om.

"Master Om, come in. We have come to pick you up."

"Was showing off necessary?" Om asked.

Narad replied, "The other cars we have are not to my liking and Bhanu is busy with other tasks."

After Om went inside the car, they moved from there to their home.

On their way, Raj asked Narad, "Mr Narad can you tell me, when you call Om you call him master Om but with me only Raj. Why?"

Narad laughed, "I have my own reasons."

He further said, "I think you should also use 'Master ' with Om's name." and laughed louder.

Om interrupted them, "Just Om is fine. No need to use 'master'.

After reaching their home. 

Raj, "at last. home." 

Narad interrupted Raj and looked at him with a piercing gaze and said, "this is no one's home. It is a facility. A facility."

Raj felt terrorized. His face started to release 

Sweat and his breathing stopped. On other hand, Om felt confused at Narad's aggressive behaviour.

Om questions him, "why is that?"

Narad's response was, "So you don't remember. Wait till you receive your inheritances. You will understand it automatically."

Suddenly, Narad turned and Raj recovered his breathing. Both Raj Both Om and Raj unable to process what happened there.

Raj asked Om, " Om told me what happened here."

Narad leaving from there thought, "this kid has a strong mind."

During the evening, Near a large table with many luxurious dishes on top, which is surrounded by many many waiters and waitresses. Om, Raj, Narad and His secretary, Sara, all were having their dinner together.

While Raj, who was eating food like he never ate something all his life picking everything present there.

"I want this, this and this and this too."

Sara laughed at Raj's behaviour.

Raj to Om, "kid! Do you think I have any chance with Sara?"

Om with a cute look replied, "not in a million years."

All the waiters, Sara, Narad, everyone laughed, hiding their faces.

After a while,

At the end of their dinner, Om asked a question to Narad who was cleaning his hand with a towel, " Mister! I want to know something."

"What? master Om." 

Suddenly, Raj realised that Om told him not to use 'Master' with his name.

"Sorry, I think I need to practice this a little." Narad with an apologetic look.

"Grandpa knew better than anyone else that it might not be beneficial for me to use a white fruit and my weak physique is also not ideal for battle. Then, why did he waste money on providing the last quota to me?"

As all the waiters began to clean the table, the environment present there turned silent. Both 

Sara and Raj after listening to Om's question, looked at Narad like they also wanted to know the answer.

Narad looked at Om with a smile on his face, "don't belittle your self master Om."

This time he deliberately used the honorific word. 

He explained further, "Do you know the process of selecting candidates for those 50 quotas?"

Om replied, "No."

"Ok. Since, we don't have any Inheritor association and federation because of the small population. Even our forbidden zone is managed by another nation's inheritors association."

"That is the reason, The 50 fruits by W.I.A provided to the only school present here."

"Some big personalities from big families, some teachers from your school and some respected individuals like your grandpa select five individuals and rank them."

More confused, Om asked, "but why recommend me?"

Narad explained, "He didn't recommend you. that much is known."

"Then how?" he asked himself.

"Within the list of candidates, you were ranked 51 due to your good score in studies. But for some reason Ronnie's brother decided to not take part in the inheritance ceremony where you got his place. Naturally."

"But. But, all were against you having that quota except One. That one person was Ronnie's dad, Mr Kashyapa."

"Because everyone was against you, Mr Kashyapa had a personal talk with your grandpa . After that for some reason both agreed. And they both proposed that only the last place should be given to you and the fruit will be provided by them."

Interrupting Narad, Raj asked, "then Mr Narad, instead of requesting for quota they could have let Om join the inheritance ceremony like me."

"Mr Raj! I think you should work on your memory." Narad cold heartedly answered.

Raj felt hesitated.

"I have told you before. White fruits are produced in limited quantities and are expensive. Chances of them appearing and on top of buying them is a rare occurrence."

"There are a lot of people out there who want to receive inheritance. Due to this, demand for fruits is higher than some top grade abilities enhancing accessories."

Om stood up and placed his both hands with force on the table and asked, "Why lord Kashyapa recommend me? Even my relationship with Ronnie is bad."