The year was 2143.
In a quiet village surrounded by green fields and ancient trees, a man lived a life most could only dream of. At the age of 109, Shiva was not a frail old man waiting for time to pass—he was strong, disciplined, and calm. His body, maintained through strict hygiene, balanced living, and the regular use of Ayurvedic remedies, reflected a lifetime of self-control.
Once a respected government medical professor, Shiva had gone far beyond academia. Over decades, he had built an empire—hospitals, educational institutions, and research centers dedicated to improving human life. Yet, he had long since stepped away from wealth and power, leaving everything in the hands of his family. For himself, he kept only what was necessary—to live simply and help those in need.
But peace did not mean inactivity.
Driven by a deeper purpose, Shiva eventually left society behind and moved into a forest he had personally protected from deforestation. There, he lived among a small group of retired scientists and engineers—brilliant minds who had once shaped the world and now chose to live in harmony with nature. Together, they continued their research, blending advanced technology with natural wisdom.
For the next thirty years, Shiva worked quietly—uplifting children, improving education systems, and ensuring better living conditions for future generations. His goal was clear: to create individuals who were not only capable but compassionate—protectors of life in all forms.
Yet, behind his calm exterior lay a truth few knew.
Everything he had built… was not achieved through kindness alone.
It was forged through struggle, resistance, and unyielding will.
And now, at the age of 140, standing at the edge of his life—
Shiva felt something he had not felt in decades.
A desire… not for duty, but for himself.