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The next day began quietly.
Krishna went through his routine on autopilot—freshening up, a quick breakfast, a glass of Ashkara Nectar that tasted just as grounding as before.
His mind, however, was already back in the white grid, counting remaining characters, angles, proportions.
He turned toward his room—
[bzzzzt!!!]
His I-bracelet vibrated against his wrist.
A translucent projection bloomed outward.
[INCOMING CALL: UNIVERSE'S BEST MOTHER SARA]
Krishna paused, then tapped accept.
"...."
The screen unfolded into a live feed.
Sara appeared first, seated at what looked like a sleek military cafeteria.
Behind her, officers of various races moved about, conversations blending into a low hum.
A second later, Ram leaned into view, armor partially disengaged, holding what looked like a steaming mug.
"There you are,"
Sara said immediately, eyes scanning him top to bottom.
"Are you eating properly?"
Krishna smiled. "Good morning to you too mom."
Ram snorted seeing the Snotty brat was greeting Sara first.
-Snort
"Morning, kid."
Krishna lifted a hand in greeting. "How's the mission?"
"Boring," Ram replied. "Which means it's going well."
Sara leaned closer to the projection, worry slipping through her voice. "How have your days been? You haven't sent a single message."
Krishna scratched the back of his head. "I, uh… got busy. And its been only two days, Since we last talked..."
"Busy?" Ram raised an eyebrow.
Krishna hesitated for half a beat, then decided there was no point hiding it.
"...."
"There's a universe-wide filmmaking competition," he said. "The academy is backing it. I enrolled. I'm working on my entry right now."
Silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Sara blinked caught off-guard by Krishna's declaration.
Ram froze mid-sip.
"…You did what?" Ram asked slowly.
Krishna held his ground. "I'm participating."
Sara and Ram exchanged a look.
"...."
"...."
Ram leaned forward. "Do you need credits?" he asked seriously. "I know how expensive production modules can get. If your savings—"
Krishna shook his head. "Already bought them."
Both parents stared.
Sara's eyes narrowed slightly.
-Frown
"You… already purchased top-tier modules?"
"Yes."
Ram let out a low whistle.
-Whistle
"That's… fast."
Sara studied Krishna's face carefully, then softened.
"Alright," she said. "As long as you're not pushing yourself too hard."
She paused. Then tilted her head.
"…Did you feed Ace?"
Krishna froze. The world stopped.
"...."
His smile vanished.
"…Ace?" he echoed faintly.
Behind him—
[🎭 POP! 🎭]
[CLAP!] [CLAP!]
The Entertainment System appeared, hands clapping slowly, mask stretched into an exaggerated Jim-Carrey grin.
[-GRIN!]
[BRAVO,] it announced mockingly. [Visionary creator. Cultural revolutionary. Forgets to feed his alien murder puppy.]
Krishna shot it a glare.
"...."
On the screen, Sara's expression changed instantly.
She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
-Sigh
"You forgot."
Krishna winced. "…I got excited."
Ram chuckled under his breath.
-Chuckle
"Figures."
Sara waved a hand. "Relax. The housekeeper robot handles feeding schedules."
Krishna exhaled in relief—
-Sigh
"But," Sara continued, eyes sharpening gently, "Ace is bonded to you. He'll still be emotionally attached."
Krishna straightened. "I'll check on him. Right now."
"Good," Sara said, nodding.
-Nod
"That's all I wanted to hear."
Ram leaned back, smirking.
-Smirk
"Try not to neglect the apex predator, son."
The call ended.
The projection folded away.
Krishna stood there for a moment, staring at his wrist.
"…I really forgot," he muttered.
The system leaned in, whispering dramatically. [Neglect arc. Tragic.]
Krishna grabbed his jacket.
"Come on. Let's go."
He turned toward the common room, guilt already settling in his chest.
Somewhere nearby, a Varkyron hound waited.
And Krishna suddenly felt very, very irresponsible.
Krishna pressed the Common Room tab on the wall tablet.
The surface rippled, light folding inward as a familiar path opened.
-Ripple
He stepped through—and the space bloomed around him.
The common room was quiet.
Too quiet.
Then—A heavy thump.
Ace's head snapped up from across the room.
"...."
For half a heartbeat, the Varkyron hound just stared.
Then its entire body lit up with energy.
Ace leapt to his feet and charged.
"Whoa—!"
Krishna barely had time to brace before the massive creature slammed into him, front paws wrapping around his torso as Ace buried its head against his chest.
-Hmmmmmm!!!
A deep, needy hmmmmm rumbled from its core as its sharp tail flicked wildly behind it.
"I know, I know,"
Krishna said quickly, laughing despite himself as he staggered back a step.
"I messed up."
Ace whined softly, rubbing its head against Krishna's shoulder, then nudged his chin insistently, seven eyes glowing with unmistakable relief.
Even though the housekeeper robot handled food, Ace wasn't reacting to hunger.
It was reacting to absence.
For the past three months, whenever Krishna had been home, he had been the one feeding Ace.
Talking to it. Sitting beside it. Letting it follow him around like a shadow.
And then, suddenly—Nothing.
Krishna knelt down and wrapped his arms around Ace's thick neck, pressing his forehead gently against the creature's.
"I'm sorry," he murmured. "I got carried away."
Ace let out a long, satisfied hmm, tail slowing as it settled, leaning its full weight against him.
After a moment, Krishna straightened and tapped his bracelet.
"Ariel."
A soft chime answered.
The small cupid-like AI appeared, hovering nearby, eyes wide and sparkling.
[Yes, Young Master Krishna?]
"Update household permissions," Krishna said. "Ace is allowed in my room whenever I'm there. Or any space I'm actively using."
Ariel's wings fluttered excitedly.
It pulled out a small glowing parchment from nowhere and began writing furiously with a tiny quill.
[Permission update noted!] Ariel said cheerfully. [Primary companion access granted!]
It nodded several times, clearly pleased with itself.
[-Nod]
Krishna smiled faintly. "Thank you."
Ariel saluted enthusiastically and vanished in a soft shimmer.
Krishna looked back at Ace. "Come on," he said, patting his side. "You're working with me today."
Ace's ears perked.
"...."
It stood immediately, tail flicking once in sharp approval.
Together, they headed back toward Krishna's room.
The wall rippled open once more, and as Krishna stepped inside, Ace followed without hesitation, padding quietly at his side.
The room sealed behind them.
Krishna sat down, tools and thoughts already lining up in his mind.
Ace curled up beside the bed, close enough that Krishna could feel the warmth of its presence.
Work resumed.
This time—
He wasn't alone.
This time, when Ariel reopened the character creation module, there was no hesitation.
The room dissolved once more into radiant white, the green grid returning like a familiar heartbeat. The large drawing screen stood ready, responsive and patient.
Krishna picked up where he had left off.
Line after line. Angle after angle. Motion cues. Expression ranges.
He drew with focus now. Ariel hovered close, quietly enhancing proportions, flagging inconsistencies, occasionally pausing him with a soft,
[May I suggest a slight adjustment here, Young Master?]
Two hours passed....
When Krishna finally leaned back, the roster was complete.
All twenty-four characters finalized.
Saved. Indexed. Locked.
No missing data. No ambiguity. No future complications.
Ace, who had been watching silently from the side, let out a low approving hmm, tail flicking once.
Krishna smiled faintly.
"Alright," he murmured. "Next."
Then came the World setting.
This was where the real work began.
Unlike the original film, Krishna wasn't content with simply recreating the environments.
This universe had technology capable of visual depth far beyond what his old world could imagine—and he intended to use it.
He erased the default templates.
Started from nothing.
Roads that curved naturally instead of artificially looping.
Cities that felt alive rather than decorative.
Terrain that reacted dynamically to motion, speed, and destruction.
Deserts shimmered with heat distortion.
Oceans reflected layered skies.
Snowfields cracked under weight and velocity.
Vehicles came next.
Racing machines redesigned with believable physics while still preserving cartoon exaggeration.
Engines that screamed visually without relying on sound alone.
Tires that warped, stretched, and rebounded instead of clipping unrealistically.
Ariel stayed close throughout.
Sometimes correcting. Sometimes questioning.
Sometimes simply asking, [Does this improve emotional clarity, or only visual complexity?]
Krishna would pause, think, and adjust.
"...."
There was no business logic here.
No optimization for profit. No analytics pressure. Only quality. Days blurred into nights.
Then weeks. Meals were eaten absentmindedly. Sleep came when his body demanded it.
Ace remained near him constantly, a silent presence which looked over him and reminds him if he goes overdrive loosing the sense of time.
And through it all—
The Entertainment System lounged nearby.
[...]
It had manifested a ridiculous sun-bathing Lounger inside the editor space, wearing dark shades over its Jim-Carrey mask.
A glass of lemon juice floated lazily in its hand as it sipped noisily.
[Look at him go,] it said smugly to no one in particular. [Pure passion. Zero compromise. I taught him that.]
Krishna didn't even look up. "You taught me nothing."
The system gasped dramatically.
[-GASP!!!]
[Wounded.]
Three weeks passed....
At the end of it, Krishna stood in the editor space, surrounded by completed environments.
Every background. Every object. Every vehicle.
Finished. Integrated. Alive.
He exhaled slowly, exhaustion settling deep into his bones—but beneath it was something else.
Satisfaction.
Ariel hovered beside him, wings fluttering softly.
[All world assets completed,] it reported proudly. [Quality parameters exceed local industry standards by a significant margin.]
Krishna nodded. While Ace shifted closer.
-Nod
"...."
The system lifted its lemon juice in a mock toast.
[Well,] it said, grinning wide,
[GRIN!]
[if they don't feel something after this… I quit.]
Krishna finally allowed himself a small smile.
"...."
The race was ready. Now, it was time to bring it to life.
Krishna stretched his fingers once, rolling his shoulders as the last environment file settled into place.
"Ariel," he said calmly, "register the characters, world assets, and full script under the Sun Entertainment banner."
Ariel straightened mid-air, wings fluttering into a professional posture.
[Yes, Young Master.]
"And file the copyrights at the Celestium Creative Registry," Krishna added. "Then set up a Sun Entertainment production channel on NovaStream Nexus."
NovaStream Nexus was the mainstream gateway.
A vast interlinked hub where countless production channels converged, discovered, and propagated across civilizations.
It wasn't fame by itself—but it was the door to it.
Ariel nodded, then hesitated politely.
[-Nod]
[May I deduct credits for both registrations?] it asked softly.
Krishna waved a hand. "Go ahead."
Ariel smiled and vanished in a flicker of light.
Minutes passed.
Ace shifted beside Krishna, tail tapping lazily against the floor.
The Entertainment System lounged nearby, pretending not to care while very obviously watching the progress bar upside down.
[...]
Then—Ariel reappeared.
Two glowing certificates unfolded mid-air.
[CELESTIUM CREATIVE REGISTRY
COPYRIGHT CONFIRMATION
Owner: Star Entertainment
Assets: Characters, World Designs, Script
Status: VERIFIED & SEALED]
______________________________________________
[NOVASTREAM NEXUS
PRODUCTION CHANNEL ACTIVATED
Channel Name: Star Entertainment
Status: LIVE. ]
Ariel gently sent copies to Krishna's I-bracelet while storing the master files in its secured server.
[Registration completed successfully,] Ariel said proudly.
Krishna nodded, a quiet sense of solidity settling in his chest.
-Nod
"...."
Then Ariel paused. Its wings slowed.
[…Young Master,] it said carefully, [Master Ram and Mistress Sara have returned from their mission. They have just arrived at the residence.]
Krishna blinked.
"They're back already?"
"Yes."
He glanced once more at the editor space—the characters, the worlds, the weeks of work crystallized into something real.
"Alright," he said.
He closed the character module.
The radiant grid dissolved, the white void retreating as his room returned to normal.
Krishna stood, smoothed his clothes, and headed for the exit.
Ace rose immediately and followed.
The wall rippled open after selecting the common room.
Krishna stepped out, moving toward the common room.
His work was ready.
And now—It was time to face his parents.
The wall to Krishna's room rippled softly as he stepped out.
He barely had time to look up.
"KRISHNA!"
Sara practically launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug, her laughter spilling freely as she ruffled his hair with both hands.
"I missed you!" she declared. "Three whole weeks! Do you know how long that is?"
Krishna laughed, bracing himself.
-Hehe
"I was here the whole time."
"That's not the point," she said, hugging him again for emphasis. "You still missed me."
Ram stepped closer, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
He reached out and ruffled Krishna's hair as well, undoing whatever order Sara had left.
"Project," Ram said simply. "How's it going?"
Krishna straightened slightly.
"Good. I'm almost done."
Ram's tone sharpened just a bit.
"Good. But remember—if you don't manage credits properly, you'll burn through them faster than you think."
Krishna nodded hearing his father's concern.
-Nod
"I know."
He explained everything calmly.
The top-tier animation and production modules.
The complete package purchase.
The registration fees for characters, scripts, and backgrounds.
The creation of Sun Entertainment—both as a channel and a studio name on NovaStream Nexus.
Sara listened closely, eyes attentive rather than worried.
"...."
"...."
Ram folded his arms, nodding occasionally.
When Krishna finished, there was a short pause.
Then Sara smiled. "You planned it well."
Ram nodded in agreement.
-Nod
"You didn't cut corners, but you didn't waste credits either."
He tapped Krishna's shoulder lightly.
"Just remember—every resource has weight. Use it with intention."
"I will," Krishna said.
Ace padded closer and sat beside Krishna, as if anchoring the moment.
Sara glanced at the massive hound, then back at Krishna, smiling softly. "You've grown," she said.
Krishna didn't argue.
The house felt whole again.
And somewhere deep within the system, unseen but very smug, the Entertainment System whispered.
[Parental approval arc complete.]
After three months...
Three more months slipped by.
Not quietly. Not easily. But purposefully.
Inside the scene creation module, Krishna stitched motion to motion, gag to gag, chaos to chaos.
Frames flowed. Timelines locked.
Physics bent just enough to stay funny without breaking belief.
And then—one final render passed its verification.
[FILM CORE: COMPLETE]
Krishna leaned back slowly, staring at the floating confirmation.
The race was finished.
But the film wasn't. Not yet.
"There's still voice work," he murmured. "And music."
Ace lifted its head, letting out a soft hmm, as if agreeing.
"Ariel," Krishna said, rubbing his eyes, "show me available voice artists."
The cupid-like AI fluttered into view, wings humming gently.
With a wave of its hand, a large projection opened before him.
Rows of profiles appeared.
Professional Voice Artists
Renowned. Awarded. Expensive.
Below them—AI Voice Libraries
Adaptive. Modular. Affordable.
Ariel tilted its head.
[Human and alien voice artists provide superior emotional variance,] it explained carefully.
[However, AI voice modules are significantly cheaper and faster to deploy.]
Krishna studied the lists calmly.
"I know," he said. "Real voices have soul."
He paused.
"But this is slapstick," he continued. "Timing matters more than texture."
The Entertainment System materialized beside him, sipping from a tall glass and nodding exaggeratedly.
-Nod
[He's right,] it said. [You don't need Shakespeare for a frying pan to the face.]
Krishna allowed a small smile.
"I'll use AI voices for the characters," he decided. "Multiple types. Different tonal ranges."
Ariel's wings fluttered. [Understood.]
Krishna selected a spread of AI voice modules.
High-pitched elastic tones. Deep exaggerated bass.
Whiny stretches. Overconfident bravado. Expressive non-verbal reaction packs.
Credits deducted cleanly.
Ariel displayed the confirmation. [All selected voice modules purchased and integrated.]
Krishna nodded his head. He glanced at the next category.
-Nods
"Good."
[BACKGROUND SCORE]
This time, he shook his head.
"No AI for this," he said quietly. "Music needs a pulse."
The Entertainment System raised its glass in approval.
[Finally. Taste.]
"I'll hire an artist," Krishna continued. "Someone who understands movement and chaos."
Ariel immediately began filtering composers, projecting profiles that specialized in dynamic orchestration, comedic pacing, and kinetic scoring.
Krishna selected one. Not the most famous.
But the one whose samples felt alive.
"Proceed," he said.
Ariel nodded, sending out the contract.
[-Nod]
Ace settled closer, resting its massive head against Krishna's leg.
Krishna exhaled slowly.
Visuals complete. World built. Characters alive.
Now came voices. Now came music. The final layers.
The contracts finalized quietly.
Digital seals locked into place. Rights assigned. Schedules synchronized.
Two days later, the door chimed.
Krishna opened it to find a tall man standing there, lean and sharp-featured, wearing layered synth-fabric clothing threaded faintly with light.
His hair shimmered silver-blue, cropped short on the sides, longer at the crown.
"Kael Virex," the man introduced himself, smiling with open curiosity. "Composer."
Krishna stepped aside. "Come in."
They moved into the common room, Ace watching the newcomer with calm interest before settling again.
Krishna brought up the film timeline, projecting scenes mid-air as he spoke.
"I need the background score to move," Krishna explained. "Not just music. Momentum. Anticipation. Silence before impact. Chaos that feels playful, not violent."
Kael's eyes gleamed as Krishna shared more.
"...."
Race sequences. Comedic timing beats.
Moments where music must stop entirely to let a gag land.
Then Krishna transferred something else.
Notes.
Not just musical notes—but intent.
Kael scrolled through them slowly.
"…You understand rhythm," he said quietly. "Not just sound."
Krishna shrugged. "I know when something feels right."
Kael laughed softly.
-Haha
"That's rarer than talent."
The work began immediately.
Days turned into focused sessions.
Kael composed, Krishna listened. Ariel monitored synchronization.
The Entertainment System hovered nearby, occasionally offering wildly unhelpful commentary like.
[Ooh, add more chaos here! No wait—less chaos. Strategic chaos.]
Corrections followed. Refinements. Adjustments down to milliseconds.
Two weeks later—
The final track locked.
[BACKGROUND SCORE: COMPLETE]
[SOUND EFFECTS: INTEGRATED & VERIFIED]
The movie breathed.
Kael leaned back, exhausted but smiling wide. "This," he said, "is going to change how people think about fun."
Krishna nodded having complete faith in Tom And Jerry.
"That's the idea."
When Kael departed, still buzzing with excitement and already talking about how this project would redefine his approach to composition, the house grew quiet again.
Krishna stood alone in his room, looking at the completed film.
Everything was done.
And yet—There were still two months left before the contest opened.
No rushing. No revisions born of anxiety. Just patience.
He exhaled slowly and sat down.
"…Now we wait."
Ace curled beside him. Ariel dimmed the lights. The Entertainment System reclined dramatically, sighing contentedly.
[-SIGH!!!]
For the first time in months, Krishna had nothing to do.
And somehow, that felt right.
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