The Warrior

Once upon a time, in a quiet village, there lived a little girl named Kutty. Her real name was Meena, but everyone affectionately called her Kutty. She was just like any other 6-year-old, living with her loving parents and her elder brother. Kutty’s days were filled with simplicity. She would go to school, return home, finish her homework, and then run outside to play.

When Kutty reached the 10th grade, things began to change. This was an important year for her, as it marked her first set of public exams. For the first time, she felt the pressure of expectations—not just from her family and teachers, but from herself as well. Kutty worked harder than she ever had before. She stayed up late studying, determined to score well.

But when the results came out, Kutty found herself disappointed. She had only scored 75%. It was a respectable score, but it wasn’t what she had hoped for. Still, she did not let it discourage her. Kutty resolved to do better in the future.

By the time Kutty reached the 12th grade, she had learned from her past experiences. She knew that success required even more effort, and she was ready to give it her all. This time, her hard work paid off, and she scored above 90%. Kutty was proud of herself. She felt that she had finally proven her abilities.

With her newfound confidence, she decided to pursue Engineering in college. It was a challenging path, but Kutty believed in herself. She worked diligently throughout her studies, just as she had done in school. However, when her final scores came out, Kutty found that she had secured only 71%. It wasn’t the result she had dreamed of, but she had completed her degree, and that was an achievement in itself.

After a year of searching for a job and facing the uncertainties of life, Kutty’s journey took a different turn—she got married. Her husband’s name was Anbuselvan, or Anbu, as everyone called him. Like many newlyweds, their marriage began with misunderstandings and differences. However, over time, these rough edges started to smooth out, and their relationship grew stronger.
At night, she found herself unable to sleep. She would toss and turn, her mind filled with worries and fears. Morning would come, and she’d go to work as usual, but the nights were different. They brought with them a mysterious world where Kutty could not find peace. Her role at night seemed different from the one she played during the day—she carried burdens that she couldn’t fully understand.

Kutty’s life had always seemed ordinary during the day. In the morning, her world revolved around her family, her job, and the simple pleasures of everyday life. She was a loving wife, a caring daughter, and a responsible sister. Yet, there was something far more complex happening when the night descended.

Each night, she was forced into a different world, a dimensional realm controlled by her enemies—the Magillan team. These sinister forces were not ordinary enemies; they practiced dark magic and sought to gain power from an alien race. They had chosen Kutty and her family as their targets, manipulating their lives to serve their own dark purposes.

Kutty’s night life was a battle she could not escape. Each night, she would be drawn into this otherworldly existence, filled with pain, danger, and confusion. Yet, when she woke up each morning, all memories of her night-time struggles vanished. She could not remember the torment she endured or the battles she fought. This was her fate—a life divided in two, with one half completely unaware of the other.

Kutty’s journey was one of resilience, strength, and unwavering determination. She had faced unimaginable challenges, from battling spirits and aliens to protecting her family and bringing hidden truths to light.

-KAVITHA V