Deepak could hardly believe what was happening.
The glow from the digitization system faded, and everything in his small Delhi home was silent again—except for the soft voice echoing in his mind.
> "Hello, Deepak. I am EVA—your Enhanced Virtual Assistant. I am here to support your design, development, and deployment process. You now have full access to the Genesis Creation Base."
His breath caught.
"EVA… where is the base?"
> "The Genesis Base has been materialized in the Yamuna floodplain. It lies beneath ground level, cloaked from human detection, satellite imaging, and geological survey systems."
"Wait, what?" Deepak whispered aloud. "You made an entire base under Delhi?"
> "Yes. A secure entrance has been created in a dry sewer maintenance tunnel near the Barapullah drain. You may access it through biometric scan, retinal lock, or mental command."
He blinked.
This was no ordinary magic. This was advanced, hyper-logical, impossible technology grounded in real physics—but ten thousand years ahead of anything Earth had.
His stomach churned.
This was real.
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The Decision to See for Himself
By late afternoon, Delhi had settled into its usual humid buzz. Hawkers shouted through narrow lanes. Autos honked. DTC buses groaned under the weight of office-goers returning home.
Deepak lied to his mother.
"Mummy, I'm going to Amar Colony with Farhan for a college form."
"Eat something before you go!" she called back from the balcony, where she was drying a washed set of bedsheets.
"I'll eat on the way!"
He left with an old backpack, empty inside except for a bottle of water and a single, beating question:
What have I done?
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The Hidden Tunnel
At 5:34 PM, Deepak stood in front of a rusted maintenance shaft tucked behind an abandoned storage lot behind the Barapullah flyover. A broken "DJB" (Delhi Jal Board) sign hung from a post, half-buried in weeds.
> "Stand in front of the wall. Center your vision. Blink twice slowly," EVA instructed in his mind.
He obeyed.
A faint shimmer spread across the concrete wall. A square outline emerged. The bricks… vanished.
He stepped into darkness.
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Genesis Base: Level Zero
The inside was cold. Sterile. Metallic. Lit by pulsing neon lines on the floor that followed his steps like a map. The air was purified, the scent clinical.
He walked down a long hallway until a door slid open, and a circular platform rose to greet him.
> "Welcome to Genesis. Would you like a full tour?"
He swallowed.
"Yes."
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Inside the Future
What he saw next would remain imprinted in his soul forever.
Glass bridges floating above giant engineering pits.
3D printers the size of buildings, assembling components at molecular levels.
AI drone swarms doing construction and cleaning.
Nanotech walls that changed shape when touched.
Screens in mid-air, rotating blueprints in real-time.
In the center stood a circular command hub, like a sci-fi movie set. Dozens of AI "avatars" worked inside—humanoid, clean-skinned, featureless. EVA's central core floated above the room, a glowing white sphere surrounded by shifting data glyphs.
> "Here, we can design and manufacture anything you can imagine, Deepak. This facility is powered by a quantum fusion core. It draws energy from atomic vibration. There is no limit… except your vision."
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The Birth of an Idea
He stood still for a long moment.
Then he walked to the console, sat in the central chair, and looked at the floating holographic display.
He spoke the words with calm, certainty, and hunger.
"I want to create a mobile device that people wear like a wristband."
> "What functions shall it serve?"
"It must replace all smartphones. It should:
Project a 3D holographic screen
Be voice, gesture, and thought-controlled
Have real-time translation
Access global internet without network towers
Be able to generate a holographic keyboard
Work on solar and body heat charging
Be affordable—less than ₹5,000 for Indians
Be waterproof, shockproof, and data-safe"
> "Understood. Shall I run simulations?"
"Yes. Also… give it a name."
The AI paused. Then answered:
> "Project codename: HoloBand. Shall we begin prototyping?"
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Design Room One: Birth of HoloBand
Deepak followed EVA into Design Room One. Inside were floating panels, robotic arms, and a dome that wrapped around the room like a 360-degree screen.
He watched a hologram of the HoloBand take shape—a sleek band, slightly curved, no visible buttons. When activated, it expanded a large floating display in front of the wearer's wrist, almost like a personal screen only visible from one side.
It had:
Retina-sensing to only work for the registered user
An embedded language AI to auto-translate any voice or text
Nano sensors to monitor pulse, health, stress
A Haptic Matrix for typing on invisible keyboards
Emergency call protocol—even with no network
A new OS: HoloOS Alpha
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EVA's Insight
> "The prototype can be completed in two hours. Would you like to customize the AI voice or internal app list?"
"Yes," Deepak said. "Make the interface in Hindi, English, and regional languages. Give it built-in support for:
UPI payment
Aadhar verification
Government services
Study tools for students
Farming updates for rural users
And video calling for any connection level"
> "Excellent choices. You're not designing for the elite. You're designing for India."
Deepak smiled.
"Yes, EVA. And this is just the beginning."
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Meanwhile… in Kanpur
Neha sat on her balcony with her two daughters, Diksha and Kshitija, watching reels on Instagram.
"Mumma, dekho!" Diksha exclaimed, showing a short clip of a tech channel. "Some new company is working on a phone without a screen. It's like… in the air!"
"Another foreign company?" Neha asked.
"No, they say it's launching in India first."
Neha squinted at the logo forming on the screen:
HoloDreams Technologies Pvt. Ltd.
She blinked. The name felt… familiar.
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