"The wall of logic still stands strong,
Reality still seeks proof all along.
Rudh stands firm, refusing to bend—
Is there truly a truth this vast to defend?"
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[Narrator: "And here he is—our Einstein is back! Rudh read the book, sure… but his brain is like—'Nah bro, this feels like fan-fiction.' And let's be honest, Rudh doesn't even drink water without proof, so how's he supposed to believe a million-year-old war? Let's see what happens when he challenges the old man—how does the library's server respond?"]
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Rudh slammed the book onto the table.
His face was calm…
but his eyes burned with anger and frustration.
He looked straight at the old man, who was still silently watching him.
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"What is this nonsense? I don't believe any of it," Rudh's voice cut through the silence like a blade.
"Science works on evidence—and this so-called 'history' of yours sounds like a cheap sci-fi script."
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The old man didn't move.
Didn't react.
Just kept his calm gaze fixed on Rudh.
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Rudh stepped forward.
"If a species like 'Raptors' really existed millions of years ago, there should be some evidence!"
His voice rose.
"We have dinosaur fossils. Eggshells. Even data on their skin texture. So where is it? Where's the proof of such a massive war and such an advanced species?"
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He slammed his hand on the table.
"One bone. One rock. One tooth—something should exist!"
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Without physical proof…
"This is nothing but an algorithm error to me."
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The old man smiled faintly.
And somehow—
that smile irritated Rudh even more.
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Softly, the old man asked:
"Rudh… have you ever seen dark matter?"
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Rudh paused.
"No. But we can detect its gravitational effects."
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"Exactly."
The old man stepped closer to the table.
"Raptors cannot be found… because they were not destroyed."
A pause.
"They were sealed."
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"And when something is removed from existence itself…"
he continued,
"it leaves behind no fossils."
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Rudh's expression shifted slightly.
For the first time—
his certainty cracked.
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The old man placed his hand on the book.
"You're asking for proof, aren't you?"
"Then don't look with the eyes of science alone."
His gaze deepened.
"Use the sense that pulled you from Mumbai to this place."
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"The proof isn't in front of you, Rudh…"
A beat.
"It's inside you."
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Suddenly—
a strange static filled the cold air of the library.
Rudh felt it instantly.
The hairs on his arms stood up.
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Something was changing.
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[Narrator: "Ohhh snap! The old man just dropped pure philosophy! But Rudh doesn't want 'inner proof'—he wants lab-certified evidence. So what now? Will the old man show something that forces our Einstein to hit 'System Restart'? Or will Rudh just say—'Uncle, show proof or I'm going back to eat chole-bhature!'?"]