Chapter 5: Shadows in the Snow

Chapter 5: Shadows in the Snow

Location: Kamchatka Peninsula, Russia – Mad Scientist’s Hidden Lab

Snow lashed against their coats as Yuvraj and the Mad Scientist materialized at the edge of a frozen landscape, the teleportation portal vanishing behind them in a spark of light. Mountains loomed like silent sentinels, and the wind carried a mournful cry through the barren expanse.

"Great… nothing says 'home' like hypothermia," the Mad Scientist muttered, his rusted coat flapping in the wind. He reached into his pocket and pulled out… nothing.

"The key. Where the hell is the key?" he panicked.

"You locked your super-secret lab... and lost the key?" Yuvraj raised an eyebrow.

"I left it under the carpet—classic move. But now..." He knelt, clawing through the snow like a deranged raccoon.

After a minute of awkward silence and furious digging, he triumphantly held it up. "Aha! Science wins again."

"That wasn’t science," Yuvraj said dryly. "That was luck and stupidity."

Inside, the lab was everything you'd expect from a man known only as Mad Scientist. Metal scaffolding. Hanging cables. Scorch marks. And in the center, dust-covered terminals and ancient monitors blinked to life with a low hum.

"We have to go on a journey," Yuvraj said, his voice low but certain. "Pack everything you need. This one’s going to be long."

As the Mad Scientist started rummaging through his chaotic piles of tech—grabbing gadgets, plasma coils, dusty journals—Yuvraj walked deeper into the lab, where the air was still and quiet.

There it stood: a sleek, unfinished device surrounded by glowing rings of energy.

The Multiverse Travel Machine.

The room dimmed as he approached the corner—his sanctuary. There, on a black stand, sat his violin. Not just a tool—but a tether to sanity. To memories. To a past he could never reclaim.

He closed his eyes, lifted the bow, and played.

Vivaldi’s Winter – Slowed Emotional Version
(the exact one you provided: https://youtu.be/byii_k4cvm8)

The notes whispered through the lab, ghostly and fragile. Each movement of the bow carved silence into sorrow. The Mad Scientist paused mid-pack, looking toward the sound, then back down, saying nothing.

The melody wasn't just music. It was grief. Determination. Rage, hiding in elegance.

In that moment, there were no missions, no arcs, no universes. Just Yuvraj—and everything he’d lost, and everything he was willing to destroy to get it back.

As the last note faded into the cold air, he placed the violin back into its case.

“Let’s finish building it,” he said.

The Mad Scientist smirked. “You really are the saddest badass I’ve ever met.”

End of Chapter 5
Arc: Universe 9033KT

------To Be Continued------

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