TRIO TRESPASSERS

"Viewers Demand: How did Ishu survive?"

Ishu blinked, looked at the message, and grinned.

"Pay us 10,000 Star Coins and we'll tell you."

Krishna snorted. Debu rolled his eyes.

Ishu laughed. "Just kidding."

Then his tone softened.

"I collapsed. Yeah. That part's real. I was near death. But…" He glanced at his brothers. "They fed me potions. So many potions. They didn't stop. Didn't doubt. Just… poured everything they had into me."

He paused, voice low.

"And while they stared at me for that one silent minute… I was explaining my plan. Directly. Into their minds. That minute wasn't grief—it was the most intense strategy meeting we ever had."

He turned serious.

"But let me be clear—if they hadn't made me drink all that? I would have actually died."

Then Krishna pulled up one final message they hadn't shown yet.

[SYSTEM ALERT]

Excess Mana Used.

Excess Mana Recovered.

Mana Limit Broken.

Ishu nodded.

"Guess all those potions did more than heal me. They shattered my mana limiter. I've got access to power I wasn't supposed to touch."

The chat went wild.

Some cried fraud. Some demanded explanations.

But the truth was simple:

It was real.

It was reckless.

And it worked.

"How are they speaking inside each other's minds?! What kind of sorcery is this?" viewers asked.

Debu stepped forward, arms crossed, a little smirk tugging at his lips.

"Oh, that?" he said. "Easy. It's communication."

"We wished to understand every language, every form of connection. And the system granted it. Spoken, written, gestured—even thought. Doesn't matter."

He tapped his temple.

"When we talk like this, it's not some secret hack. It's part of our granted wish. No message needed. No voice required. Just pure, uninterrupted understanding."

Krishna chuckled. "Feels weird sometimes. Like having a group chat in our head."

Debu nodded. "But it saved us. We used it to plan in that one silent minute. While you thought we were grieving—we were downloading the whole play."

Ishu suggests to call this communication style,"Linked Mind."

The chat exploded again.

"That's insane."

"This trio's synergy is illegal."

"I want that ability now!"

"Bro they made telepathy sound casual—what kind of wish did they even make?!"

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As the trio's laughter faded and the dust settled, Krishna reopened the Store panel. The interface shimmered—familiar yet menacing. His eyes narrowed.

"What the hell?"

Debu leaned in.

"I think… they balanced the game."

THE ITEMS WHICH WERE 10 STAR COINS WERE NOW 50 STAR COINS. AND SOME ITEMS PRICE DID NOT MADE ANY SENSE. 

Krishna sighed," we need more coins if we want to break the mana limiter just like Ishu."

Ishu stepped forward.

"I can temporarily loan my mana. With my limiter gone, I can boost your spell performance—but it'll cost stamina. We can't rely on it for long. ALSO I DO NOT KNOW IF THAT WILL WORK ON YOU GUYS IT MIGHT DANGER YOUR LIVES I WAS LUCKY ENOUGH THAT I SURVIVED, SO WE HAVE TO FIND ANOTHER WAY TO DO THAT.

BOTH NODDED.

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Debu squinted at the Store panel. "Welp… we kinda stole the whole thing."

Krishna snorted. "Yeah, and made a truckload of enemies."

Ishu stretched. "They've got some wild skills too. If we don't level up fast…"

"We'll be toast," Debu finished, grinning. "Extra crispy."

Krishna tapped the panel. "Then let's get cooking."

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Krishna tapped the side of the panel. "Alright, no more messing around."

Debu raised an eyebrow. "Uh-oh. Serious mode activated."

"We need knowledge," Krishna said, scrolling past overpriced gear. "This world's loaded with magic, but we barely understand the basics."

Ishu nodded. "Books. Spells. Scrolls. Anything that explains how things work."

Debu groaned. "You want homework."

Krishna grinned. "I want survival."

THEY ALL SEARCHED THE STORE TO FIND ANYTHING USEFUL..........

Krishna, still scrolling through the Store, paused. "Found something," he said. "Basic Magic—starter-level stuff. A thousand Star Coins, though."

Debu whistled. "Pricey homework."

Krishna bought it anyway. Coins left: 5,900.

They spent the next few hours huddled together, eyes glued to the pages.

By the end, they were fried—mentally toasted from cramming magical theory like their lives depended on it.

Then came the experiment.

No incantations aloud.

No flashy hand gestures.

Just pure focus.

The spells worked. Easily.

They weren't speaking—they were chanting in their minds.

Three minds, perfectly synced.

One spell. Three sources. Triple speed.

It was absurd.

It was cheating.

It was glorious.

Every cast was supercharged by Ishu's limitless mana reserve, turning beginner spells into miniature catastrophes.

Debu laughed, watching a basic flame spell erupt like a firework.

"We are officially broken."

Krishna nodded. "Linked minds. Limitless mana. Fast chant relay. Yeah… we're busted."

Ishu stretched, grinning. "And this is just the basic stuff."

Floating in the air—graceful and majestic—was a glowing pair of men's underwear.

One side blazing fire. The other rippling water.

Debu blinked. "Uhh… is that… elemental underwear?"

Krishna squinted. "That has to be a Store item."

Ishu nodded solemnly. "Probably legendary tier."

Debu cracked up. "I swear, if it boosts defense, I'm wearing it proudly."

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It was daytime now. The group was no longer walking—they were flying through the sky using wind magic, moving fast and steady. They had been traveling this way for days, their hands joined, pushing forward despite the hunger and thirst that weighed on them.

None of them wanted to spend their coins, so they kept flying, tired but determined.

Just as they were about to give up, they spotted a small town beyond a massive mountain. It wasn't easy to reach—it was so high up it touched the clouds. Using wind magic, they rose above the clouds and crossed the peak.

But the constant use of magic had taken a toll on Ishu's mind and body, and he could barely keep himself in the air. They decided to land and continue on foot.

As they finally reached the small mountain town, the sight of new faces caused a stir. It was rare for strangers to arrive here—let alone ones who looked so worn down.

Curious and cautious, the villagers gathered around, eyes wide and whispers passing between them. Ishu, drained from the long journey and excessive magic use, staggered. Then, without warning, he collapsed into Debu's arms.

Both boys called out for help, their voices weak and confused. The villagers, though surprised, didn't hesitate. A few rushed forward, others ran to fetch food and blankets.

They were taken to the nearest home, where warm meals were waiting. As soon as food touched their lips, they ate like they'd never tasted anything before. It felt like the first meal in weeks—and in truth, it was.

Simple bread and stew had never tasted so divine. Every bite melted into them, chasing away the aches of hunger and travel.

The town, though small, was big enough to hold kindness.

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