Looking to the future of magic world

Good and bad power .. in which world war has been taking place in every age, in every place. Black power has always tried to spread its shadow.

This story is from many years ago. A fairy tale but very different from other fairy tales, very different. And if you tell a fairy tale, there is magic in it. It is just as different from calling the place where it started as the world of magic, because the realization of being separated from a modern world makes the mind rejoice for a moment. Some people don't like that kind of happiness, but some people want that happiness. The reason behind starting the story in such a way as well as the unique modern world has now reached somewhere. Man made a lot of progress in life. But there is also a reality in the world of imagination that we are not even aware of.

The world of magic, a unique world far away from the world of ordinary people. Which we were just imagining. There are good and evil sorcerers living in this universe as they are everywhere. Just as the two sides of a coin never met, so the two types of magicians never met. Who lived in his kingdom. He lived his life as he wished.

There was a magnificent palace in the center of the Vikrantika kingdom in the same universe. As it was the cradle of the Lee Empire's economy, meetings on various affairs of the state were held here. To its west was the Virlok kingdom. To the south of Vikrantika was the kingdom of Rawaka. The state was at the forefront of producing state-of-the-art literature from the Lee Empire and ornaments of the Southern style of the empire. Like other states, the magicians living in Vikrantika had a separate market, in which everyone had the right to buy and sell different things. Every family in that kingdom was happy, gold and silver coins were ringing in every magician's pocket. The houses of the magicians there were like tents, very small but very large inside. Some were round, some were vertical. Some were as beautiful as huts, while others were two-story houses as in the world of ordinary people. There were many shops in the magician's market that looked like an alley. The name of the place was also a bit strange, Graymark.

A day came in the life of a magician in this state who lived happily ever after. As a result, the homes of many magicians disappeared. And that too because of one sorceress, the good sorcerers who came to destroy Jilla invaded the entire species of evil sorcerers. The result was so bad that after the attack, there was an argument between the good and the evil sorcerers. So there was a big war between those magicians. In which King Virak of this kingdom also died. How many good magicians were killed. The war was waged on his orders and ended with the victory of evil sorcerers. Houses in Vikrantika state were demolished. Some magicians set fire to the forests of the state. The Vikrantika kingdom gradually became a wicked kingdom.

It's been almost eighteen years. It all started with an acre in a metropolis where people had made a lot of progress in their lives. Ever since she was a child, she used to have a small house in Street No. 12 of the village, which is situated behind a large eagle of stone known as 'Statue of Eagle' in English.

A lot had changed in the last ten to twelve years. She still remembers that day with tears in her eyes. It is unknown at this time what she will do after leaving the past. She came to her senses when the light came out of the window.

"Griya, where did you put my important papers?" She came out of the kitchen chanting Griya's name

She had no attention. She was still sitting looking at the photos in front of her. Ira's footsteps stumbled on the spot.

"Who are they all? And how did these photos come to our house? Griya's mind was asking itself a question. He looked back and saw Ira standing still. Confused expressions appeared on her face.

"Who is this people Ira?" Asked Griya. Although there was no communication between the two of them, the silence that had prevailed for a few moments was shattered by the squeaking of a horse-drawn carriage.

"Tell me, Ira, whose photos are these? Not feeling our relatives." Griya was in a hurry to find out about the person in that photo. Her curiosity had reached up, because the people who appeared in it did not feel like they lived in the modern world, they were wearing big tunics, robes just like inn the olden days. A couple dressed as kings and queens stood with a small baby in their arms. The woman in it looked very beautiful. Her blue trousers, her bulging face, her slightly gray eyes made her feel like she belonged to someone. Griya felt for a moment that there must be some resemblance between the face of the old man and the face of the man standing next to the woman.

"They are your parents." Said Ira. "

My parents?" Griya asked.

" Yeah your biological parents. You're a princess and you're a magician. The modern world is not yours. You've come a long way." Saying Ira, it must have been very difficult because now tears were coming out of her eyes.

Griya Was still trying to recover on her own.

"The empire in the world of magic, which is perfect in its dealings. You are the daughter of King Virak and Queen Grisha of the same kingdom which was famous as the main place of economy. That was almost 19 years ago. As I was covering the house, a bright light suddenly appeared in the room. And Grisha came out. I was shocked to see her tattered robe. She had a small baby in her arms. That was you griya. I still remember that day:

"Is there anyone?" The woman said in a tired tone. And suddenly ahe was fall down. Ira climbed the stairs. The baby in her arms was crying. Seeing Ara, he calmed down. She now leaned against the woman and woke her up with a splash of water on her face.

"Who are you?" Ira asked. "And how did you get out of this room so suddenly? I remember very well that I had tightened the hall rates."

"I am Grisha. From Vikrantika state." She was well enough know that there is no any place like vikrantika.

"Vikrantika state? But I don't think there is a kingdom with this name, right?" Ira was well acquainted with the world map. Either this woman was lying or she felt for a moment that something was wrong with her map.

"This state will not appear on this world map, it will appear on the magic world map." Ira was confused for a moment. She had never heard or read anything about the universe of magic. But why go anyway? She looked like a queen in the clothes of a woman named Grisha, but no one in the modern world wore such clothes. She also had a silk woven cloth around her sleeping baby. It felt very high quality.

"I know it will take you a while to understand this but do me a favor. Let me stay in your house for a few days. Well, I'm willing to do anything in return."

Ira felt affection in her eyes. She had faith in her eyes. There were some enduring wounds.

Not as a favor but as a friend I allow you to stay here. The sentence came out of her mouth unknowingly.

"You may have a lot of questions in your mind. I imagine that people in the modern world may have seen or heard about magic and everything related to it only in fairy tales, but in reality it is true. Vikrantika kingdom used to be a very powerful kingdom. I had to leave this world with my daughter. "

Griya was silently listening to Ira speak. She was talking about the battle between good and bad magicians, the identity of the person in the photo, the death of her father. Griya understood this explanation given by Ira but did not turn away. But still, somewhere in Griya's mind, anger against Grisha was beginning to creep into her head. She did not understand why this was happening to her. Why did your mother leave you? And why did Ira take a promise that we should not know the past behind today's present? There was no way to know. Griya began to hate her own mother.

"You've grown up now. I've been in charge of you for so many years. I've broken my promise to Grisha to let you know the past."

"Even if I goes, not to find her, but to find the answers to my questions. Her future was changed by Griya's decision.