The Last Fortress

The Last Fortress

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She died once at the end of the world. She came back with one year left to change everything. On August 15, 2033, Dhruti Pandya opens her eyes - not on a hospital bed, not in another life - but in her own apartment in Surat, Gujarat. One year before the apocalypse swallows the world whole. She remembers everything: the fires that swallowed the Tapi River, the plagues that emptied her city, her father dying to save her, her mother choosing to follow him. Ten years of surviving alone before a mutated creature finally ended her. She is not the same woman who died. This time, she has a System - unlimited funds, an inventory that defies physics, and a construction module capable of building the impossible. This time, she has a year. And this time, she is going to save every single person she lost. Eight kilometers outside Surat, beneath the earth, she builds a fortress. Seven floors. Enough food for twenty years. A hydroponic garden. A hospital. A weapons room. A home. She brings in the people she trusts: her engineer father Jayesh, her warm and steady mother Heena, her stubborn little brother Kaushal, her fearless grandparents Purshottam and Chandrika. Then her four closest friends - Janvi the surgeon, Sarvesh who can build or fly anything, Vihaan the healer, and Mithilesh the fighter. Their families too. Every single one of them. One week before the sky falls, the hatch seals. And the world above begins to burn. For two and a half years, they survive - more than survive, they live. They laugh. They grieve. They grow. Then Dhruti's surveillance drone picks up a face she never wanted to see again. Adhiraj Acharya. The ex-millionaire who stood at a college party microphone and told three hundred people she was nothing. He is thin, sunburned, and running out of time. His elderly grandmother stands beside him. Dhruti stares at the footage for a long time. Then she tells Sarvesh to prep the helicopter. She doesn't forgive easily. She doesn't trust quickly. But s
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Excerpt I got a peace offering. And Ice cream. The message popped up again. His Bhaiyu was making it hard to ignore. Darwaza khol, yaar. Mogambo uth jayenge. Ansh glared at the French windows. Even desperate his Bhaiyu would not quit the name calling. Shall I leave? Ansh did not respond. Okay! Leaving the ice-cream outside. Take it before it melts. Ansh did not respond, but his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to meet his Bhaiyu. He was even a little desperate, but he did not wish to give in so soon. So, he counted until 100 and then slowly made his way outside. Iris hopped down from the bed and followed behind him. Ansh opened the doors with a big heart only to find a basket filled with dumb yellow smile squishes and a big tub of ice-cream in between. A few CD's were tucked into the basket almost as an afterthought. The game CD's that Ansh wanted. Ansh glared at the basket. "Do minute nahi rukh saktey they kya?" He muttered under his breath. "You made me wait 17 minutes, kidoo" A voice whispered in his ears. Ansh almost screamed but Nirbhay's palm closed around his mouth before any sound could slip. Ansh's heart thudded in his chest. His Bahiyu had almost given him a heart attack. Nirabhay grabbed the basket and slipped inside with Ansh, and shut the door behind him.

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