The air inside the fabrication dome shimmered with heat as the final calibration completed.
[ASTRA-01 – FINAL SYSTEM INTEGRATION COMPLETE]▸ Neural Sync Active▸ External Armor Locked▸ Core Identity Print: Successful
High above them, towering and magnificent, stood the mecha they had poured their minds and souls into.
It was sleek, angular, and deadly blending alien fluidity with futuristic elegance. Jet-black alloy plating with reflective accents curved around a powerful humanoid frame. Twin pylons stretched from its back like winged stabilizers, humming with contained energy.
And then the name appeared.
Glowing in stylized white-gold, etched into both shoulders:
K.S
On the left and right arms, just below the shoulder plates, the letters shimmered. Clean. Sharp. Symbolic.
And then, on its chest—centered over the heart core—the same emblem appeared again, larger, brighter.
K.S
Kanika stood below, arms crossed, her expression unreadable.
Kartikey approached wrapped his arm around her waist and whispered, "Looks good?"
She nodded slowly. "K.S. Kanika & Kartikey. Our mark. Our name. Our message to this world."
Kartikey smirked. "And to anyone who dares mess with it."
⚙️ The Warship – City of Shadows
Farther back, within the cavernous second hangar of the base, the Genesis-Class Warship towered into existence.
It wasn't just a vessel.
It was a floating nation.
A marvel of impossible scale—miles long, crafted from modular alloy, wrapped in defense-grade energy mesh, and layered with cloaked systems so advanced that even the factions of the future would have trembled at the sight of it.
Across the outer hull, luminous and tastefully engraved in chrome lines:
K.S.
On the bow. On the side turrets. Above the hangar bay.Even the interior lighting subtly echoed the signature, encoded in flickering strips along the floor.
K.S. wasn't just a label.It was a brand, a presence, a silent promise:
This world isn't unguarded anymore.
🛡️ Power Breakdown – Mecha & Warship
K.S (Mecha) Core Systems:
Dual-mode combat (ranged & melee)
Quantum blade armatures
Plasma shock shields
Instant repair nanoframe system
Gravity dampener for high-speed strikes
Neural sync lock – Only two users in the entire world: Kartikey and Kanika
K.S (Warship) Core Systems:
Atmosphere and orbital mobility
Auto-fabrication bays for drones, weapons, and vehicles
Solar-core power drive (indefinite energy supply)
Defensive shell shielding an entire city-scale interior
Emergency revival pods, medical AI, atmospheric farming zones
Population Capacity: 4.8 million (entire nation size)
Can be piloted remotely—by Kartikey and Kanika only
[Genesis Lock: Exclusive Command Imprint Detected]▸ Operators: Kartikey (Primary), Kanika (Primary)▸ External control: DENIED to all others
No AI override. No hack. No fallback keys.Just the two of them—architects of a floating world.
🌍 Entering the World
Later that night, high above the wasteland, a low hum began to vibrate through the wind.
Then a single beam of blue-white energy split the sky as K.S (the mecha) launched upward from the hidden hangar. Behind it, a pulse of light cracked the air, parting clouds as the warship began to ascend from underground, its engines glowing like captured stars.
The sand below twisted and scattered as both machines rose into the air—silent, elegant, unstoppable.
From nearby ruins and struggling settlements, people looked up.
Some screamed.Some prayed.Some fell to their knees in awe.
"W-what… what is that?!"
"It's not one of ours… it's not from any faction!"
"I've never seen anything like it…"
Two names began to circulate like wildfire, whispered with fear and wonder.
"K.S…"
And behind the shimmering cockpit windows of the mech, Kanika and Kartikey stood together, side by side.
Her hand rested gently on his arm as he activated the primary systems.
"You ready to be seen?" she asked, a subtle smirk on her lips.
Kartikey's eyes gleamed. "No.I'm ready to be remembered."
The warship hovered behind them massive, magnificent, alive.
Their declaration had been made. Not with words, but with metal and light.
And the world had just felt the tremor of two ghosts from the future—here to rewrite history.