"The world was losing it's soul quietly. Bhagirathi retreated back to Brahma's Kamandal, the skies stopped listening. And in a hidden fold of the Himalayas, a man dreamed. Vishnuyasa, one night awoke from a horrifying dream of Parikshit Maharaj where he was hinting to him about the future and that was when it began. The summoning of Sapt Kshatriyas-the last protectors of a crumbling world: a grieving seer, a silent mother, and seven warriors forged by rivers, exile, and memory.

To hold the world until the sky tears apart to welcome 'Kalki'. Now the question is not about whether the end is coming or not. It is who survives the turn. And when the minions of darkness cry out, ""Kaliyug ki Jai,"" they answer-not with fear, but with fire: ""Kalkiyug ki Jai."" But how these events unfolded? It whispers in the dream. In the flow of Bhagirathi, in the softness of Himalayas and in the last standing city Kashi. Beware! You are here. Before anyone unknown says this to you, I must say Prananami, Welcome to Shambhala."