TimBuck2--
"πΆππππππππ π¬πππππ, π―ππππππ π¬πππππ, πΆππππ π¬πππππ...
The weapons of old,
The rulers of new,
And only one shall
Emerge true
The war of the worlds,
The pain of the past,
Shall grasp hold
Of the future at last
π»ππππππ, π±ππ πππππππππ π¬πππππ!"
27 years ago the Arthashastra landed in the wrong hands. Vishur Kar had plans laid out that could end the world in minutes. But he unknowingly disappears, along with the book.
Suddenly the book appears in the hands of Vikram, a boy from Ranchi. Standing in the gap between good and evil, he must decide whether the book was worth saving or not. And his life did not seem like a fair trade.