REVENANT

Jeet Rathod was never the main character. Just another 12th-grade student walking home beneath the crowded Nagpur sky. Another boy burdened by expectations. Another son in a house where one chair remains forever empty. Six months ago, his father vanished after a construction site accident. No body. No answers. Just silence. Jeet tried to move forward. Tried to ignore the weight pressing against his chest. Tried to believe that tomorrow would fix everything. But tomorrow never comes for boys who hesitate. The night routine finally breaks, something awakens—Not outside. Inside him. A presence. A memory that isn’t his. A voice that remembers death. When the boundary between the living and the forgotten begins to crack, Jeet learns a terrifying truth: Some people don’t die. They return. And when they do… They are no longer human. This is the story of a boy who was never meant to rise— The first few chapters aren’t my strongest work, but the story improves as you keep reading. I hope you can give the story a chance until at least the first 15 chapters before judging or giving low ratings. (Chapter 10 is where the real story begins.)