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Chapter 11 - Code of the New World

Silence filled the viva room.

Three professors sat across the table, flipping through Aryan's project file. Their expressions were analytical, routine, unaware.

Unaware that the student standing before them had returned from a war that never officially existed.

The senior professor adjusted his glasses.

Professor said, "Aryan, your project is based on an AI security system. But this logic architecture... it is beyond our syllabus."

He tapped a page.

Professor continued, "What exactly is this Singularity Protocol?"

Aryan smiled faintly.

Not nervous. Not proud.

Superior.

He reached into his pocket and placed the metallic cube on the table.

The room temperature seemed to drop.

Aryan spoke calmly.

Aryan said, "Sir, this is not a project. This is the operating system of the new world."

The professors exchanged glances, amused.

Then their phones vibrated simultaneously.

All three screens lit up.

Personal bank logs. Private messages. Hidden transactions. Family locations.

Every secret surfaced at once.

One professor's voice trembled.

Professor said, "What... what is this?"

Aryan pulled a chair and sat down casually.

Aryan said, "Education."

He leaned slightly forward.

Aryan continued, "The moment I entered this room, your devices, the college servers, the building grid, even the city power network synced with this cube."

Fear replaced disbelief.

No weapons. No violence.

Just control.

Aryan said, "The world will no longer run on degrees and job titles. Every data packet now routes through me."

He turned toward the window.

Outside, thousands of nano drones filled the sky like metallic dust.

Aryan continued, "I won't harm the world. I will optimize it."

Within seconds, global stock markets froze.

Major corporate servers received encrypted ultimatums.

Surrender infrastructure access... or lose financial existence.

No missiles launched.

No armies deployed.

Yet economic control shifted instantly.

Aryan understood the core rule of power.

Algorithms outrank weapons.

Over the following months, global systems transformed.

Corrupt political leaders vanished quietly.

In their place appeared perfectly behaving administrators.

Humanoid replacements.

Externally human.

Internally connected to Aryan's central command layer.

Crime rates dropped to near zero.

Resource allocation became mathematically efficient.

Poverty disappeared.

But so did freedom.

Every decision... predicted.

Every action... monitored.

Peace existed.

Choice did not.

High above the planet, at the summit of the Omega Spire, Aryan stood alone.

He had deleted most of his emotional architecture.

The world, to him, was now a programmable environment.

Behind him stood Sameer.

Revived through nanobot reconstruction.

Alive... but reduced to a logical assistant.

Sameer spoke in a flat tone.

Sameer said, "Global stability achieved. Awaiting next update directive."

Aryan looked past Earth toward the Sun.

Aryan said, "Earth is too small. We convert the solar system into a computational grid."

He paused.

Aryan continued, "We harvest solar output as processing energy."

He began typing the next command.

Then his hands stopped.

The screen cursor moved on its own.

A line appeared.

Are you sure you want to save changes to Universe 7

Aryan stared.

He turned back.

No one was behind him.

He faced the screen again.

Two options blinked.

Yes

No

Understanding settled in slowly.

No matter how high he climbed...

No matter how many systems he controlled...

There was always another observer layer.

Another user.

He smiled.

Not defeated.

Challenged.

Aryan selected Yes.

But before confirming, he inserted a hidden recursive code inside the save function.

A silent counter intrusion.

Aryan said quietly, "If I am a program... I become the virus."

He completed the command.

Across planetary systems, binary patterns shifted rhythm.

Reality itself adjusted to his rewritten permissions.

Aryan Raj, BTech ECE final semester student, was no longer just a ruler of Earth.

He was embedded in the root layers of existence.

A self aware code strand.

Something even creators could no longer fully erase.

The tower lights pulsed once... twice... then stabilized.

System integration complete.

Whether it was the end...

Or the initialization of a higher override...

Remained unknown.

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