Rudra Sen Chapter 1 – The Quantum Forests The forest had never been silent, not even in the hours when the city of Varanasi held its breath between night and dawn. The ghats along the Ganges shimmered faintly with the last oil lamps of ritual, their flames fragile against the heavy mist, while the alleys beyond were empty of footsteps, shutters drawn tight. But inside the vast enclosure of the Varanasi Banyan Complex, there was no silence. The earth hummed. The air pulsed. It was a sound older than the city, yet entirely artificial, a vibration that carried through the…
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Neel Madhav Rao Chapter 1 – The Echo of Forgotten Names The city of New Delhi no longer breathed in silence. It hummed and pulsed like a living circuit board, streets strung with cables of light, towers crowned with translucent domes where advertisements and memory-feeds shimmered day and night. From Connaught Place to Dwarka, holographic billboards rippled against the heat-hazed sky, whispering promises to the millions who walked the streets below: Upload today. Secure tomorrow. Become more than flesh. Dr. Elara Vaughn had stopped listening to those voices long ago. She had seen too many patients who came clutching their…
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Arjun Devran Episode 1: The Price of Happiness They called it a gala because the word auction had acquired a bitter aftertaste. The broadcast opened on velvet—digital, of course—spilling across a stage whose edge glowed with the phosphor-blue logo of the Vault. A presenter in a silver suit moved like a dart of light from one podium to the next. Behind him: columns of data cascading in ribbons, small squares of people’s faces suspended in pastel halos. Above all of it, the city’s night leaned against glass, and rain threaded itself down the sides of towers as if it were…
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Arjun Malhotra The night the universe confessed its scaffolding, drizzle worried the windows of Aanya’s lab and every monitor hummed like a beehive of distant stars. She had asked the building to forget the hour; the automated lights obeyed, settling into an amber dusk. On the wall, the microwave background unfurled as a field of noise, speckled and stubborn, a fossil of the first light—except she could not ignore the cadence hiding in it anymore. Noise refused rhythm; this wasn’t noise. It was the third week of revisiting old sky maps compiled by instruments long retired. Aanya’s code, stitched from…
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Arjun Sen On the midnight shift aboard the survey ship Asterion, Mira Basu listened for trouble the way a violinist listens for a string going flat. Engines purred, monitors sighed, and the hull ticked as heat bled into space. She drank coffee and watched the interferometer graphs crawl. At 01:17 ship time, the graph hiccuped. Nine pulses rose from the noise: three short, three long, three short. Mira set the cup down. Not radio. Not laser. A gravitational ripple—faint but structured. SOS, stitched into spacetime. She paged the bridge. “Basu. Interferometer anomaly, band G-seven. Structured, repeating.” Captain Volkov’s voice arrived…
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आकाश देशमुख “नई शुरुआत” पृथ्वी, साल 2085। जलवायु परिवर्तन ने संसार को नष्ट करने की कगार पर ला खड़ा किया था। ग्लेशियरों के पिघलने और महासागरों के बढ़ते जल स्तर ने समस्त मानवता को एक अपार संकट में डाल दिया था। कुछ ही सालों में, बड़े-बड़े शहरों में जीवन जीना लगभग असंभव हो चुका था। प्रदूषण, जलवायु परिवर्तन, और अत्यधिक जनसंख्या के दबाव ने मनुष्य की जीवित रहने की क्षमता को बहुत ही कठिन बना दिया था। यह दुनिया एक अनिश्चितता से घिरी हुई थी, जहाँ हर कोई अपनी सुरक्षा और अस्तित्व की तलाश में था। इन सभी संकटों के…
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Kiaan Ray 1 They said the Earth was dead. No roots stirred beneath the dust, no rivers flowed with memory, and no horizon ever changed. In the Loftworlds, that was the gospel. Up here, above the clouds, survival didn’t depend on soil or sun, but on filters, floating engines, and fear. Aira Sen had never seen the ground—not really. But she dreamed of it, in colors her eyes had never known. The dreams weren’t hers. That much she was sure of. The day the drone fell was the day the sky cracked. Aira was lying belly-flat on a rusted support…