Location: Veer's Underground Bunker
Veer circles the glass wall where Aaravi stands inside.
Not the imposter.
Her.
Blood-streaked palm. Hair matted.
Eyes—not defeated. Calculating.
"You're sure it's Karma?" Veer asks.
Aaravi nods once. "She took my face, my voice, my history. But she forgot one thing."
"What?"
"My rage."
Veer exhales. "KMV Protocol Phase 3—are you ready for that?"
She stares dead into his soul.
"I wrote Phase 3."
Location: Karma's Hideout
Ria injects Karma with nanobots to refine her mimicry.
But Karma resists. Body shudders.
"She's bleeding into me," Karma gasps.
Ria's eyes narrow. "Who?"
"Aaravi. Her memories. Her… fury."
Karma falls to the floor. Seizes.
Then—she laughs.
Not Karma's laugh.
Aaravi's.
Location: Vivaan's Rooftop — 4:13 AM
Vivaan can't sleep.
He replays every touch, every moan, every whisper from the wrong Aaravi.
His mind splits—desire vs. dread.
A vibration.
Message from Veer:
"Meet me. Now. Bring nothing."
Location attached:
Bandra Sea Link – 4th Pier.
Location: Bandra Sea Link – Underpass
Vivaan arrives.
Veer tosses him a folder.
Inside: stills of Karma entering a surgical facility.
A clone chamber.
Footage of Karma watching Aaravi's childhood tapes on loop.
Vivaan's hands tremble.
"She's not copying her," Veer says. "She's becoming her."
Vivaan slams the folder shut. "Where is the real Aaravi?"
A voice answers from behind:
"I never left."
He turns—she's there. Real. Blood on her hand. Fire in her eyes.
Vivaan stumbles back. "How do I know it's you?"
She walks up, presses her hand to his chest.
"Because I remember the moment you stopped calling me Aaravi in bed," she whispers. "You called me Karma. And you didn't even realize."
He shatters. Drops to his knees. Wraps his arms around her waist.
"I'm sorry."
She lifts his face.
"Then help me kill her."
Location: Syndicate Tower Ruins – Secret Basement
Karma kneels in a red silk robe, meditating.
Monitors flash Aaravi's face again and again.
She whispers, eyes closed:
"I am Aaravi Kapoor. I am WCL. I am fire."
But something inside cracks.
Flashbacks flood her:
Mira's needles.
Ria's surgeries.
A childhood locked in labs.
She opens her eyes—screaming.
And behind her… Aaravi watches from a vent. Cold. Ready.
Flashback: Aaravi and Aryan — 4 Years Ago
Aaravi sits across Aryan, drafting Project Mirror. A concept born from betrayal and weaponized love.
"Why make a clone?" Aryan asked then.
Aaravi sipped her wine. "Because men don't fall for people. They fall for patterns."
Aryan laughed. "You're going to destroy them, aren't you?"
She leaned in, lips at his ear.
"No. I'm going to let them destroy themselves… then I'll rebuild from the ashes."
Location: WCL Headquarters – Boardroom
The Karma clone storms in.
The board rises.
She slams her hand down. "We launch the World Cup in 9 days."
"But the syndicate is gone—"
"I am the syndicate."
Everyone quiets.
She turns.
Vivaan stands at the entrance, eyes locked on her.
She smiles.
But behind her—real Aaravi walks in. Guns drawn.
Karma turns. Realization hits. Too late.
Aaravi cocks the gun.
"You wore my skin. Now you wear my sins."
Gunshot.
Darkness.
Final Scene – Hospital Morgue
Two bodies.
Both labeled Aaravi Kapoor.
One: alive.
One: not.
A nurse stares.
"Which is which?" she whispers.
No one answers.