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Chapter 47 - Project Krishna Unleashed

Project Krishna Unleashed

Perspective: Ram

In the heart of the mountains of Uttarakhand, beneath layers of forest and steel-reinforced earth, a hidden laboratory glowed with life. Not many knew of its existence, and even fewer could imagine what was being created within.

Ram walked slowly through the hallway of blue light. The air buzzed softly—alive with the hum of energy and innovation. This was Project Krishna—his most ambitious venture yet. Not just a defense initiative, not just a tech revolution. It was the answer to a simple question that had haunted him ever since the agencies began their silent war against him:

What happens when the future fights back?

Perspective: Dr. Indira Patel – Lead AI Architect

The first prototype stood seven feet tall. Human-like in its expressions, motion, and behavior—but infinitely more efficient. Its neural engine had been trained using Ram's future data, enhanced with quantum feedback systems, and integrated with predictive ethics modules.

They weren't soldiers.

They were Minions—biomechanical assistants built to support his companies, manage logistics, and, when needed, defend infrastructure from sabotage.

"Why name it Krishna?" she once asked him.

Ram smiled faintly. "Because like Krishna, they must guide without dominance. Be warriors without ego. And protect dharma, not borders."

Perspective: CIA Field Report – May 2015

Intercepted AI cluster in India behaving like autonomous national defense grid.

Multiple unregistered satellites communicating with low-orbit drones.

Untraceable funding continues to flow into humanitarian initiatives across Asia, Africa, and South America… all leading back to ghost nodes.

Conclusion: Unknown Entity building post-nation infrastructure under guise of philanthropy.

Brennan stared at the report and slammed his fist on the table.

"We're not dealing with a hacker. We're dealing with a time-traveling nation builder."

Perspective: Ram (Private Journal Entry)

May 17, 2015

> They will come at me harder now. I see the patterns. More sanctions. More spyware embedded in chips. They've even begun recruiting inside the NGOs I fund.

But I'm not afraid. Because they're too late.

Project Krishna is alive. And soon… it will think for itself.

Perspective: Anjali Verma

The invitation came in an encrypted USB stick delivered by drone.

"Come to the mountains," it said. "Bring no phone. Trust your instincts."

When she arrived at the base—after three checkpoints, a retinal scan, and a levitating bridge—she understood the truth.

Ram wasn't just one step ahead. He was centuries ahead.

"What is this place?" she whispered.

Ram stood beside her, hands clasped behind his back.

"A future that refuses to be stopped."

Perspective: The Villains Strike Again

Led by Raghav Saxena and backed by unnamed global financiers, the counter-initiative launched that summer. Supplies to Ram's biotech firm were cut off. The Central Drugs Authority suddenly questioned the approvals for his life extension serum. A coordinated media campaign accused the Future India Foundation of being a front for "data colonialism."

Protests began. Paid ones.

False witnesses.

And then came the arrest warrant—based on a fake identity.

But it never reached its target.

Perspective: Ram

He was already gone—moved to a deeper layer. The face the world knew was a decoy. His real name, real face, and real mind had vanished from every traceable record.

Project Krishna had taken over operations.

Minions were now managing supply chains.

AI bots were debating in parliament under anonymous think tanks.

And Ram… Ram had become a myth.

A whisper.

A spark.

But a spark that had already lit the fire.

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