My Ashiq Jinn
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The story opens in the Kingdom of Qaf, a dimension veiled by smokeless fire, far from the human world of 2026. The atmosphere is heavy with ancient power.
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Faris! Drop from the winds this instant. The Council is meeting to discuss the boundary thinning.
faris(ml)
(Descending from the air, feet barely touching the crystalline ground) The boundaries are always thinning, Father. It is the humans. Their skyscrapers and satellites pierce the veil like needles.
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Do not speak of them with such obsession. They are a lesser race—beings of clay and fickle hearts. Our Creator made us from the fire of the wind. We do not mix.
faris(ml)
(Voice cold) I do not seek to mix. I hate the smell of their world. It smells of metal and stagnant water.
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Then why do you spend your nights roaming their skies? I see you, Faris. You hover above their cities like a hawk.
faris(ml)
(Turning sharply) I watch them because they are a threat, Meriem. Their "modernity" is a rot. They’ve forgotten the Old Names. They summon Sihr by accident through their screens and their greed.
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(Disdainfully) She is loud and her fire is dull. I have no interest in the politics of the clans.
faris(ml)
(Disdainfully) She is loud and her fire is dull. I have no interest in the politics of the clans.
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You are 800 years old, Faris. In our years, a mere boy of twenty-five. But a boy must eventually lead. You cannot spend eternity as a ghost in the human clouds.
faris(ml)
Am no ghost. I am a guardian. Last night, I felt a pulse of black magic near the Eastern borders. A sorcerer—a human—was trying to pull one of our kind through a mirror.
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(Sighing) And did you kill him?
faris(ml)
I broke his glass and his mind. They are weak, Father. So incredibly weak. Why Allah gave them the earth, I will never understand
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You hate them so much, yet you look like them. Look at your form! You even wear your robes in their vintage 90s style.
faris(ml)
(Looking at his shimmering, retro-cut tunic) It is practical for the wind. Nothing more.
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Enough. There is a shift in the air tonight. A soul is entering their world—a soul that carries a light we haven't seen in centuries. The Elders say this light belongs to a daughter of Babylon.
faris(ml)
(His eyes spark with white fire) Babylon? That city was dust a thousand years ago.
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The bloodline survived. She is being born tonight in a city of clay and steel. Faris... stay away from that hospital
faris(ml)
(A strange, magnetic pull hits his chest) Why would I go? I have no business with a crying human infant.
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Your eyes are sparking, Faris. You’re lying.
faris(ml)
(Ignites into a pillar of smokeless flame) I am going to the upper winds to clear my head. Do not follow me.
(Faris launches into the atmosphere, tearing through the veil between dimensions. He appears high above a modern hospital in the human world. The year is 2026
faris(ml)
(Whispering to the wind) Just one look. To see if the Elders were right about this "light."
(He descends, invisible to human eyes, passing through the walls of the maternity ward. He stops in front of a glass window. Inside, a nurse is holding a newborn baby girl: Zara.)
faris(ml)
(Gasping, his chest physically aching) What is this...?
faris(ml)
(To the baby) Look at you, little Zara. Such big eyes.
faris(ml)
(Reaching out a translucent, sparking hand toward the glass) She isn't... clay. She looks like... starlight
(A dark shadow begins to creep along the floor of the nursery—a Sihr spirit attracted to the baby’s purity. Faris’s face erupts into a violent storm of golden sparks.)
faris(ml)
(Snarling, his voice vibrating the glass) Get back, filth. She is not for you.
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She is a human. She is fair game for the hungry.
faris(ml)
(Grabbing the spirit by its throat, fire erupting from his palms) Not this one. This one belongs to the sky.
(He incinerates the spirit instantly. He looks back at the sleeping Zara. Instinctively, he presses his thumb against the glass, leaving a faint, invisible mark of his own energy on her forehead.)
faris(ml)
You are a tiny, pathetic thing, Zara. But I will watch you. I will watch you grow until you realize that the shadows in your room are actually me.
(He vanishes back into the air, leaving a trail of sparks that fade before the human nurses can see them.)
### **⚠️ Official Story Warning & Disclaimer**
**Please read carefully before proceeding:**
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> **"This story is a work of pure fiction and creative imagination. As the author, I wish to clarify that I have no ulterior motive to promote the mixing of different races or beings. I fully acknowledge and respect the boundaries set by the Creator; this narrative is a fairytale meant for entertainment purposes only.**
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> **My Ashiq Jinn is not a reflection of religious teachings or a defiance of divine orders. It is a romantic fantasy born entirely from my own head. Readers are strongly reminded: this is a story, not reality. Do not attempt to summon, seek out, or become attracted to the world of the unseen. Please maintain your boundaries and enjoy this as a fictional journey into the world of 'What If?'"**
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> — *By Payel*
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