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After finishing his self-defense training at Helios Vanguard Academy, Krishna didn't waste time.
He stepped out, tapped his i-bracelet, and summoned his sleek bike.
The engine hummed alive like a restrained beast.
Within moments, he was gliding through the clean, glowing streets of Astraea Prime, following the navigation marker Ilyra had sent.
The city shifted as he moved—From academic districts…
To a more corporate zone.
Tall buildings curved like glass sculptures.
Holographic ads floated in midair.
And then—He saw it.
Vance & Cross Interstellar Legal Consultancy...
A dome-shaped structure stood prominently among the surrounding buildings.
Unlike others, it didn't reflect light normally—it absorbed it slightly, giving it a calm, controlled presence.
At the entrance, glowing letters displayed:
Vance & Cross Interstellar Legal Consultancy
Krishna slowed his bike and parked in the designated bay.
As soon as he stepped off—A small floating device approached him.
A flying spherical drone, about the size of a football, with a soft blue glow and scanning lenses rotating across its surface.
It hovered politely in front of him.
"Welcome to Vance & Cross Interstellar Legal Consultancy."
Its voice was smooth and professional.
"Please state your purpose of visit."
Krishna didn't react to the scan beams sweeping across him.
"I'm here to meet Attorney Ilyra Vance."
The drone paused.
"Do you have a scheduled appointment?"
"Yes."
Krishna raised his wrist slightly.
"Name: Krishna. She's expecting me."
The drone's light flickered briefly.
A silent transmission was sent.
For a second—Two seconds—Then the drone responded.
"Appointment confirmed."
A faint chime followed.
"Welcome, Mr. Krishna."
The drone rotated slightly and gestured forward.
"Please follow me."
As Krishna entered the building, the interior shifted into a highly controlled environment.
Smooth metallic floors.
Transparent walls displaying legal data streams.
Minimalist design—but everything precise.
The drone guided him through multiple security layers.
• Identity scan
• Biometric confirmation
• AI behavioral check
• Device clearance verification
At one checkpoint, a thin beam passed over him.
The system paused briefly—Then allowed access.
The Entertainment System suddenly popped up beside him wearing a fake security uniform.
"Sir, do you carry any dangerous items?"
Krishna ignored it.
"...."
The System leaned closer and whispered.
[Besides your system aka me.]
Krishna kept walking.
The deeper he went, the more the building shifted from public reception to private legal operations.
Employees moved efficiently.
Holographic case files floated around desks.
Some rooms were sealed with privacy fields.
Others displayed active negotiations.
Finally—The drone stopped in front of a large door.
It turned toward Krishna.
"Attorney Ilyra Vance is waiting for you."
The door slid open silently.
-CLINK! -CLINK!
Inside—A spacious office.
Elegant. Organized.
And at the center—Ilyra Vance sat behind her desk, reviewing a floating set of documents.
She didn't look up immediately.
Instead, she calmly finished reading one line.
Then—She raised her head.
Her sharp blue eyes with cross-shaped irises locked onto Krishna.
A small smile formed.
"So."
She leaned back slightly.
"The famous young director finally arrived."
The door closed behind him.
Krishna stepped forward into the office of Vance & Cross Interstellar Legal Consultancy and gave a slight nod.
-Nod
"Krishna."
Ilyra closed the file she had been reading and stood up.
"Ilyra Vance."
Professional. They shook hands briefly.
Then she gestured toward the seat across from her desk.
"Sit."
Krishna did taking the seat opposite to her. Without wasting time, Ilyra tapped her desk.
The room dimmed slightly.
A series of holographic projections filled the space between them.
"Everything I'm about to show you," she said calmly,
"Comes from verified sources. Legal filings, environmental data, internal leaks, and independent audits."
Krishna nodded looking around.
-Nod
"Start."
The first projection displayed the logo of NovaFizz Galactic Beverages
Below it—Water extraction charts.
"Officially," Ilyra began, "they operate within legal limits."
A clean graph appeared.
Green lines. Approved quotas. Perfect compliance.
Then she flicked her fingers.
-Flick!
The graph split.
A second dataset appeared beside it.
Red. Irregular. Higher.
"Unofficially…"
Krishna's eyes narrowed slightly.
"They're extracting beyond permitted limits."
"How?" he asked.
Ilyra answered immediately.
"Loopholed licensing. Multiple subsidiary permits. Distributed extraction points that individually stay under limits but collectively exceed them."
Krishna leaned back slightly.
"Fragmented compliance."
Ilyra nodded happy Krishna has caught on.
-Nod
"Exactly."
The next projection shifted. Water cycle simulations. Groundwater levels. Rainfall projections.
"These are predictive models," Ilyra said.
"If current extraction continues—"
The simulation fast-forwarded. Fields began drying. Reservoir levels dropped.
"Soil degradation begins within a decade. Severe agricultural collapse within two."
Krishna's expression hardened.
"...."
Images appeared next. Real footage. Verdantis-9 fields.
Farmers protesting. Dry irrigation channels.
Tired faces. Angry crowds.
"The farmers aren't exaggerating," Ilyra said.
"They're already experiencing reduced water availability."
Another file opened. Official complaints.
Petitions. Ignored. Delayed. Buried.
Then—The room went silent.
A new file appeared. Black background.
White text.
Incident Report – 6 Months Ago
Ilyra's tone dropped slightly.
"Forty-two farmers took their lives."
Krishna's eyes flickered.
The projection showed brief summaries.
Names. Ages. Family records. Debt status. Crop failure reports. No dramatics. Just facts.
"Pressure," Ilyra said quietly.
"Loss of livelihood. No response from authorities."
Krishna didn't speak still looking at the report.
"...."
The next set of documents appeared.
Investigations. Committees. Statements. All ending the same way.
"No conclusive action. No violation proven. Further monitoring required."
Ilyra closed the projection slowly.
The room returned to normal lighting.
She leaned back in her chair.
"This is not a simple issue."
Krishna remained silent. Ilyra continued.
"You have—"
She counted on her fingers.
"A powerful corporation. A politically sensitive farming population. A regulatory system designed to look functional. And a media environment that suppresses escalation."
She looked directly at him.
"This is controlled damage."
Krishna finally spoke.
"And the farmers?"
Ilyra's answer was blunt.
"They're losing."
Silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Ilyra leaned forward slightly.
"So now I'll ask you directly."
Her sharp eyes locked onto his.
"Do you still want to make a movie about this?"
Behind Krishna—The Entertainment System slowly appeared, unusually quiet this time.
No jokes. No theatrics. Just watching.
[...]
Because for the first time—This wasn't just entertainment anymore. This was a story with weight.
By the time Krishna stepped out of Vance & Cross Interstellar Legal Consultancy, the sun over Astraea Prime had dipped into a soft orange glow.
An hour.
That's how long the discussion with Ilyra Vance had lasted.
And it had been… heavy.
They had gone through everything.
Legal loopholes. Corporate shielding.
Media suppression. Farmer protests.
And the quiet weight of those forty-two lives lost.
By the end of it—A clear understanding had formed.
Ilyra would continue monitoring the situation on Verdantis-9.
She would also begin preparing legal safeguards—ways to protect Krishna if the film drew backlash from powerful entities like NovaFizz Galactic Beverages.
"Stories like this," she had said,
"don't just attract audiences… they attract resistance."
Krishna had nodded. He understood.
-Nod
"...."
Just as he was about to leave—Ilyra hesitated.
For the first time since he met her, the confident producer looked slightly… awkward.
"…One more thing."
Krishna paused.
"Yes?"
She looked away for a second. Then back at him.
"…Can I get your autograph?"
Krishna blinked caught off guard by the request from his mother's friend.
For a moment, he didn't process it.
Then—
[Oh.]
Even the Entertainment System nearly tripped over itself in shock.
[OH THIS IS GOLD. SIGN ON HER BREAST! DO IT!]
Krishna ignored it.
Slightly embarrassed, he took the digital pad she offered and signed it.
"Thank you,"
She said quickly, regaining her composure.
Professional again. But the faint smile gave her away.
Krishna turned and left.
Krishna's House...
The moment he entered the house—Sara appeared like a missile.
"There he is!"
She pulled him into a tight hug before he could even react.
Krishna sighed seeing his over enthusiastic mom.
"Mom…"
"How did it go?"
She asked immediately, still holding him.
Krishna paused looked at her.
"…You already know, don't you?"
Sara grinned looking proud.
-Grin
"Ilyra called me."
Ram, sitting nearby, chuckled.
"She couldn't wait."
Sara shrugged proudly.
"What? I was curious."
Krishna shook his head slightly.
Later, sitting in the living room—Krishna leaned back quietly.
The conversation with Ilyra replayed in his mind.
The data. The faces. The numbers.
The silence after truth.
He made his decision.
He activated his i-bracelet.
-Click!
[Contact: Eryndel Vorn]
The call connected.
Eryndel appeared instantly, as if he had been waiting.
"Sir Krishna!"
Krishna spoke calmly.
"I've decided."
Eryndel held his breath.
"I will make a movie."
Eryndel's eye widened.
"...."
"But—" Krishna continued, "it won't be a direct copy of your situation. It will be inspired by it. A story that carries the same truth… but told in a way the galaxy will accept."
Eryndel nodded quickly.
-Nod
"Yes. That's enough."
Krishna added calmly and serious,
"And at the end of the film… I will include a real segment. A factual video explaining what's happening on Verdantis-9."
Silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Then—Eryndel's expression broke into pure relief.
"Thank you…"
His voice trembled slightly.
"Thank you."
Krishna nodded with a smile.
-Nod
"This is just the beginning."
The call ended...
The Entertainment System appeared beside Krishna, unusually calm.
[Are you sure about that] it said softly.
Krishna glanced at it. It folded its arms.
[You just changed your genre.]
Krishna looked ahead.
"Not really."
A small pause.
"Just expanded it. I was thinking about do few more comedy genre, I first considered before trying different but now with everything happing, It must be fate."
Outside—The galaxy continued laughing at Tom and Jerry.
Dancing to Crazy Frog.
Booking theater tickets.
But soon—A different kind of story would arrive.
One not just meant to entertain. But to make people look and think.
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