"A legend doesn't die when it's defeated. It dies when it's rewritten."
04:10 AM – Central Command Node, Crown Deep Operations
Alarms didn't blare.They blinked silently — Crown's elite didn't like noise.
But this time?
Every blinking red light screamed one thing: breach.
The Zayen clone had vanished.Not off-grid.Not destroyed.
He was in the wind — making choices outside protocol.
And worse?
The video.
The unauthorized broadcast that had reached over 2.4 million devices in less than 3 minutes — tagged from a server that shouldn't exist anymore.
"Where did he send it from?" a tactical analyst shouted.
"Somewhere inside Crown's abandoned archives."
"Impossible. That entire grid was sealed six years ago!"
The Commander didn't blink.
"He's using our past against us."
Kabir – Driving through Ulsoor, hands on the wheel, mind on fire
The city outside looked normal.
But his eyes saw ghosts now.Every billboard. Every surveillance camera.All coded lies.
He'd spent years hunting Red X like a criminal.
Now, he realized he'd spent those years protecting the Crown's narrative.
His tablet buzzed.A message from Neha:
"Meet me at point zero. We're going to break the system."
Attached: A location.
His hands tightened.
The first site where the real Red X symbol appeared.Whitefield. Metro pillar. Day One.
Zayen – Within the abandoned Crown echo chamber, Shivajinagar
The clone stood across from him.
Again.
But now?
Something had changed.
There was no hostility.No blade drawn.No codewords triggered.
They stared at each other like brothers torn from the same storm.
Zayen spoke first.
"Why haven't you killed me?"
The clone shrugged.
"Because I'm tired of being you.Because you're not who they told me you were.And maybe…"
He paused.
"Maybe I was never supposed to replace you. Just erase you. And I failed."
Zayen reached into his jacket and handed him a flash drive.
"Then let's both fail them. Together."
Crown's Internal Core – Simultaneously
The drive activated a cascade.
It wasn't a virus.
It was a memory leak — from Zayen's childhood.From Vihaan's secret files.From Kabir's suppressed history.
Everything Crown tried to bury… came flooding back.
Real footage.Unedited audio.Old trials.Fake news exposures.Clone programming logs.
And names.
Real names.
Politicians. CEOs. Defense Contractors.
The real Kings.
10 minutes later – Across Bangalore
Giant digital hoardings glitched.
Phones buzzed.
Streaming platforms were hijacked.
And then came a sentence.
"This city doesn't need a hero. It needs the truth. — Red X"
People froze in their cars.Officers stepped away from stations.Students stopped scrolling.
And for the first time…
They started questioning.
Backroom of Crown HQ
The commander slammed his fist through the glass table.
"They've triggered the unrecoverable layer. Pull out everything. Wipe the city. We go dark."
A tech stumbled forward.
"But… we can't wipe the original now. Both Zayens are protected. They're inside the Myth Firewall."
The commander growled.
"Then end the myth."
Final shot – Zayen & the clone standing side by side
No words.
Just nods.
Because war wasn't coming.
It was already here.