A girl's voice is heard, "You can't leave me like this. We promised to be together for seven lives. Don't leave me." Tears were flowing from the girl's eyes.

In her lap was a boy's head, which was bleeding profusely. Blood was continuously flowing from his wounds. He placed one hand on the girl's face and said, "Why are you crying? I'm just happy I was able to save you. If I have to die a hundred times, even a thousand times, for you, I'm okay with that.

After I'm gone, you take care of yourself." The boy's eyes were closing as he said this. He was in a semi-conscious state, and it felt as if the girl was saying something. He couldn't hear anything else; only the last line reached his ears: "Now, in my next life, I will save you. Even if I never get to see you again."

The boy took his last breath, and the girl let out a loud scream.

 Present

In the dark of night, Vikram is sleeping on his bed. His eyes are closed, but he's probably dreaming, causing him to toss and turn.

His facial expressions are constantly changing. One moment he's happy, the next he's sweating. He's probably having a nightmare. He sees a boy living in a distant village. He has only one dream: to become the commander of his kingdom. He works very hard for it, and one day his dream comes true.

Then he has a vision of a boy resting his head on a girl's lap. He can't clearly see either the girl's or the boy's face.

But he didn't know why. He could feel himself connected to this dream. As if the boy was none other than himself. Vikram's eyes flew open with a loud scream.

Vikram was drenched in sweat. He couldn't understand why this dream was recurring. All he knew was that in the dream, he saw himself standing in an unknown place.

There was no one else there. The girl and the boy were wearing clothes from the era of kings and emperors. Every time, he saw the boy in the same condition.

From Vikram's perspective

What kind of strange dream is this? I have this same dream every night. Do I have a concession to this dream? If so, what is it? And who is that girl? Why is she crying?

Why is that boy in such a state? What is all this going on? Why does that girl's crying bother me so much? What is she like to me? Why can't I see tears in her eyes? Why?

 Vikram had many questions. He'd been having these dreams ever since he turned 18. He'd had them before that too, but he couldn't remember them.

He used to forget everything in the morning, but during those years, whenever he woke up, tears would flow from his eyes, as if he'd cried all night.

But in the morning, he couldn't remember anything. After he turned 18, he started remembering them. Even today, he couldn't see the faces of that boy and that girl clearly.

But that girl's eyes were etched in his mind. Of all the things he saw, he never forgot them: those eyes.

As if they were waiting for him, calling him, wanting to tell him so much, but Vikram never found the answers to his questions.

 Vikram himself was a well-known name. His family had introduced him to many girls, but none of them had touched Vikram's heart.

That's why things never progressed further. Firstly, Vikram rarely spoke to anyone. He was solely concerned with his business, for which he worked hard day and night. So that when he returned home at night, he would fall asleep as soon as he lay down due to exhaustion and not have that dream.

There was someone else in the same corner of the city who had dreams just like Vikram every night. The only difference was that Vikram couldn't clearly see the faces of the boy and the girl in his own vision.

But Naina could see everything clearly. She knew that the girl was none other than herself. She also knew who that boy was.

 Naina had been having these dreams ever since she turned 18. Sometimes, she would wake up as if she were trying to save someone. Her family was very worried about Naina.

Since childhood, Naina would mention the names of people who now reside only in the pages of history. Her family had taken her to the doctor many times, but their reports never revealed anything.

Naina had become withdrawn. She no longer spoke much to anyone, nor behaved like a normal child. It seemed as if she had forgotten how to play.

Seeing her condition, the neighbors suggested Naina be moved to another place. Upon everyone's insistence, Naina's parents took her to her grandmother's village.

Naina would go to her grandmother's house and talk to her. She was the only one in the house who listened to Naina. She always told Naina, "Those who are destined to meet, no one can stop them from meeting."

 As Naina grew older, she couldn't bear to see her family's plight. So, she decided to treat everyone like a normal child.

The storm that raged in Naina's heart was known only to her. She couldn't tell anyone anything even if she wanted to, and if she did, no one would believe her.

So Naina kept all those things to herself. She never spoke to anyone.

Naina cursed herself every night in her dreams. If she had just mustered a little courage, she could have saved him. She wouldn't have had to sacrifice her life for Naina.

The pain of losing someone close is a million times greater than any betrayal. Naina was now understanding this. The only words that came out of her mouth were, "Let's not meet again, my love."

Vikram Singhania was a well-known name, known to everyone. No one dared to stand in his way. Everyone wanted to be his friend, but Vikram never gave anyone any importance.

Perhaps this very nature of his attracted people to him. But no one would step forward to talk to him. No one knew that he could get angry over such a small thing. And if he got angry once, that person was finished in the business world.

Vikram was known by another name – "Devil." A single gesture from Vikram could destroy anyone's entire personal life overnight.

No one knew anything about him. Vikram trusted no one. Some even said that he had neither blood nor heart in his body, and even if you stabbed him, he wouldn't die.

No one wanted to mess with this ruthless man. He looked exactly like his true nature—dark brown hair, blue eyes, a sharp jawline, flawless lips, an Italian beard, and a masculine physique. Overall, despite his short temper, he was the perfect man.

A girl who yearned for a tall, dark, and handsome man found everything in Vikram. That's why he was so popular among girls, but despite all this, he never had a girlfriend or was involved in any scandal. He didn't even know how to talk to girls. Vikram was a successful businessman.

He had everything—house, money, and car. That's why girls wanted him. Everyone knew that any girl who became Vikram Singhania's girlfriend would be playing with money. Vikram was one of the world's richest business tycoons.

At a young age, he had achieved what takes a man a lifetime to earn. Everything was perfect. But despite all this, there was only one thing missing in his life: love. His family was complete.

He had a mother, a father, a younger brother, and a younger sister, but none of them could speak to Vikram. In a way, even his sister and brother avoided him; as for his parents, they didn't care much for Vikram.

One day, Vikram was on his way to his office. At a traffic signal, a man trying to overtake quickly broke the side mirror of Vikram's car. Vikram was already in a bad mood, and this incident made it even worse.

Vikram got out of his car in a rage. He didn't even give his driver a chance to come out and talk to him. Vikram went straight to the man. As soon as the man got out of the car and saw a man approaching him, he nonchalantly said, "It's just the side mirror that's broken. I'll pay you. So take this cash and get out of here."

Vikram, who had been keeping his anger under control until now, couldn't control himself. He grabbed the man's collar and threw him off his bike.

Then he picked him up and slammed his head against the hood of the car. The man's anger had vanished. The arrogance with which he had spoken to Vikram earlier had vanished. He began to apologize to Vikram. A huge crowd had gathered there.

Vikram raised his head to clear the crowd. His eyes met a girl's. There was a different kind of peace in those eyes. Vikram kept staring at them. The girl had covered her head with a scarf. Only her eyes were visible. Fear was clearly visible in her eyes.

Vikram just stared at her. This was the first time in so many years. For the first time, a sound came from Vikram's chest, "Dhak, Dhak, Dhak." He had never heard such a sound before.

His eyes searched for the girl. Vikram had now forgotten where he was and what he was doing. He silently followed the girl as if he were unconscious. After doing all this, the girl was trying to escape as quickly as possible.

Now Vikram's feet started following the girl. He was unconscious. All he knew was that he would not let her go. As Vikram's hand was about to touch the girl's shoulder, someone suddenly grabbed him from behind.

Vikram looked back and saw it was his driver. The two of them had caused a traffic jam. After looking at the driver, Vikram looked back in the direction where he had seen the girl. There was no one there. She had simply disappeared. Vikram now frantically searched for her, but he couldn't find her.

Defeated, Vikram started back and found something lying on the road. It was a bracelet with stars, seashells, and a lovely moon on it. Vikram picked it up. Somehow, Vikram realized it belonged to the same girl. He picked it up and put it in his pocket.

After that, his driver left for his office, but all the way, Vikram kept looking at the bracelet, and it kept reminding him of those eyes. There was a little fear in them, but there was also a peace.

A peace he hadn't experienced in his entire life. After the car reached the office, he got out of his car.

Everything was serious, cold, and expressionless. News of Vikram's arrival spread like wildfire in the office. All the employees, who had been chatting and laughing just a minute before, were busy working.

They were sitting in their seats, working. Vikram was walking towards his cabin. As he reached for the door, a girl who worked in the same office came running towards him.

She pretended to fall so Vikram could catch her, and then seduce him and marry him.

But as she pretended to fall, Vikram stepped aside. As a result, the girl fell to the floor. Vikram didn't react and went back to his office.

After some time, everyone learned that the girl had been fired. Everyone started gossiping about what had just happened.

A woman asked, "How could Vikram fire someone? I know he's wrong, but he shouldn't have fired her."

All the women present nodded, but one man said, "You have no idea that girl is a fraud. She passed her interview not with her skills, but with other means. And she was selling our company's information to our competitors.

So, in my opinion, she deserves it."

On the other side of town, a girl stood alone, lost in her thoughts. She said softly, "You'll never find me, Vikram."