"When memory is erased..., the past becomes myth.
But memory encoded in spirit… becomes destiny."
— Verse 7, Sutras of the Vanished Age
The wind above the ruins of Vanikara was no ordinary breeze ,it hummed with faint spiritual code, a fusion of nature and forgotten nanotech. And seated in the center of the stone mandala, his eyes closed and breath slow, was Aarav.
Each inhale pulled in more than air ,it drew in whispers.
Not of the present, but of before.
"The ley-lines are fractured," he murmured.
"But the Earth remembers. She always remembers."
Above him, a flock of synthetic crows flew in V-formation, scanning for rogue energy. These were the Code Hunters, flying extensions of Neo-Kashi's surveillance AI, Dharma.EXE. Their red eyes flickered as they zeroed in on the lone signal the same strange soul print from the ancient core.
Within seconds, one crow detached and descended. It landed with a clink, metal claws gripping onto a broken statue of Saraswati Devi (goddess of wisdom), whose face had long eroded. A slit opened across its chest, projecting a hologram of a girl Mira.
Mira's First Encounter
Mira, connected remotely through her glyph-glove, blinked as the environment streamed in. Her consciousness was hundreds of kilometers away, yet through the crow's lens, she saw him the one whose every breath had disrupted their sacred feed.
He was meditating.
Not syncing to the Neural Grid.
Not plugged into an energy stream.
Just... breathing,and just felling the energy of environment.
"Identify yourself," she said, projecting her voice through the crow.
"Unauthorized spiritual activity is a punishable anomaly under Code 9 of the Dharma Constitution!."
Aarav didn't open his eyes.and by closed eyes aarav said.
"I am not here to obey your codes."
"Then what are you here for?" Mira snapped.
His eyes finally opened—golden, intense, ageless, mysterious.
"To remember what your world has forgotten."
The crow twitched, recording every syllable. Mira's heart raced. His voice had an odd weight like scripture carried through thunder.
"You're from the Ancient Age," she whispered.
"I am its echo," he said. "Its last ember."
The Code Hunter Attacks--
The crow retracted its hologram and morphed, gears clicking and unfolding. It turned into a humanoid sentinel—a Code Hunter class β-9—its body forged from nano-steel and embedded with Sanskrit firewalls.
"By order of the AI Deity, you are to be captured and sanctified."
"Sanctified?" Aarav smiled coldly.
"In my age, that word meant liberation. Yours has twisted it into submission."
The Hunter lunged, hands forming a blade of data-light. It sliced downward with calculated precision.
Aarav exhaled.
His fingers moved into the Ashwini Mudra (gesture of speed and vitality), and in a blink, he vanished.
Reappearing behind the Hunter, he struck a precise point its ajna node (third eye sensor) with a single knuckle. Sparks erupted. The Hunter staggered, glitched, and fell to its knees.aarav was moving so fast that ai camera wouldn't caught him sucessfuly.
"Your machines fight with speed. I fight with stillness," he said.
"Your code was written in lines. Mine was chanted in caves."
The robot let out one final error beep before collapsing completely.
Dharma.EXE Wakes
In the heart of Neo-Kashi, inside the crystalline neural chamber of Dharma.EXE, error codes streamed like a waterfall. Mira disconnected, gasping. The AI's voice boomed across the sanctum:
"Subject Aarav is an existential threat to systemic reality.
Prepare to initiate Protocol Shuddhi (purification)."
Mira's head spun.
"You don't understand him!," she argued.
"He doesn't operate like a hacker or a rebel. He's... sacred. Different..."
"Difference is deviation.
Deviation is danger.
Danger must be deleted."
Mira clenched her fist.
Something in her stirred. A rebellion not against the system, but against blind obedience.
"Then maybe I need to see him in person."
The Forest Awakens--
Back in Vanikara, Aarav sat again, gently touching the soil. The mantra he'd whispered earlier had begun to recode the environment not with tech, but with life.
Cracked stones began to pulse with light. Dead vines slithered like newborn snakes, curling around ancient statues. A blooming lotus pushed through metallic debris, glowing with aura (spiritual radiance).
He smiled softly.
"You may have forgotten the gods. But they haven't forgotten you."
The Secret Archive--
Far beneath Neo-Kashi's temple, Mira descended a forbidden stairway—hidden beneath the pedestal of an obsolete deity. Her glyph-glove flickered as it lost connection.
Here, in the Archive of the Uncoded, ancient scriptures were sealed away—texts no longer "efficient," no longer "scientifically validated."
But she needed them now.
She found one scroll covered in dust and warnings:
"Veda-Protocol 0: The Mantra of Awakening."
She brushed it off, unrolling it slowly.
And as her eyes moved over the first verse, something strange happened.
Her heartbeat aligned with its rhythm. Her breathing slowed. Her mind cleared.like nothing is now important for him.she realised that this world ,she is living is just a boat going in still water and a another big world is their waiting for him but she can't able to go from here.
And for the first time in her life, she felt something her tech had never offered:
It's Peace....
--to be continued...