Hi friends i am Nakul, an 18 year old guy this is a fictional story that happens in the present.
So in a few years there will be chip installed in our bodies that make us very healthy and people will be able to live healthily for years. Or so it was guaranteed. I still remember the day it happened, everyone who had the chip installed in them had fallen down on the ground suddenly and died. I couldn't install the chip due to a rare blood type. i was the only one in my family with it. My three brothers and parents had it installed. Surprisingly, Even my aunty and her daughter and husband had this condition.
The next few weeks were Chaos, the world had literally gone back 200 years and people were madmen, a very small population was remaining and crime was at an all time high. Everyone started building clans to protect themselves and because me and my uncle were from the higher caste, we became the leaders of our gang. And we had a few people from our locality who were part of our gang. Me and my uncle and aunty and her maid and 30 other people were on the way to our island area bunglow so that we can be safe. But my uncle somehow was able to establish contact with his daughter who was studying in another state. So while we were about to reach our island my uncle took 5 of the guys and took up another route in search of his daughter.
Then us 26 guys and my aunty Seema and her maid were on our way to the island. We had to fight off another smaller caln on our way to the island but we somehow made it.
But we were unable to establish any contact with my uncle who had left 3 days ago. My aunty was starting to panic but in these last few weeks i had become a totally different man. I was a rough clan leader who with his survival skills was leading people and i did not have space in mind for worrying about my uncle.
Once we settled down in the bunglow i kept a few people on rotation for security and everyday morning i would take 15 guys and go on rounds around the area. Some days we would have to fight some people and kill them and some days we didn't. One such day we came across 8 attackers and killed them vigorously and headed back into the bunglow. It was a good day because after having fought so many fights, I hadn't even lost one of my clan members. I was in a good mood that day.