She will walk into oblivion for the truth.
He will walk into oblivion for her.
One last kiss. One last choice. One last universe.
Princess Surakti of the Suryavanshi Empire and Prince Suketu of the Chandravanshi Empire were never meant to exist in the same future. Their forbidden love once flickered in stolen corridors and secret messages-small, bright, and utterly illegal in a galaxy ruled by four ruthless laws: Land, Love, Ego, Faith. That fragile light survived war, betrayal, and the mysterious cataclysm called Event Zero.
Now, in Durakti: The Last Kiss of Oblivion, the story finally walks into the heart of that catastrophe.
In the age before Event Zero, Surakti and Suketu find themselves standing at the fault line of two empires that would rather burn the stars than change their laws. Court politics leak into family dinners. Palaces become pressure cookers. Every choice-every joke, every secret, every whispered plan-tilts the balance toward the day history will name "Event Zero," when one act of love and defiance will rewrite the universe.
In the age after Event Zero, Surakti is remembered as Durakti-a rebel queen, a curse, a legend. Systems fall in her wake. The downtrodden call her savior; the empires call her monster. Across the battlefield stands Suketu, transformed into the rhino-headed commander who leads a united armada sworn to stop her. Their love has become the galaxy's most dangerous weapon, and the final campaign will decide whether their story ends as tragedy, miracle... or something far stranger.
Threaded through these timelines is an older wound: the ancient fall of Nahusha and the first sparks of a new Religion of Flames, born on forgotten worlds where ordinary people still dare to argue with gods. From those primordial echoes to the fleets burning in Durakti's era, this book reveals how long-buried choices and erased histories shaped Event Zero-and why its truth was worth hiding for millennia.
The Last Kiss of Oblivion is the explosive finale of the Durakti Origins trilogy and a pivotal keystone in the Echoes of Bhu universe. It ties Durakti's parallel-universe saga back into the larger tapestry that includes the Agni and Surya Origins series-linking mythic Vedic cosmology, Sura-Asura legend, and human empire politics into one converging line of fate.
If you love:
Indian myth-inspired science fiction and space opera
Star-crossed lovers and forbidden love with real consequences
Galactic empires, rebellions, and religious movements
Stories where dharma vs. karma and love vs. duty actually hurt
...then Durakti: The Last Kiss of Oblivion delivers a sweeping, emotional finale. It completes Durakti's origin story and finally unveils the truth behind Event Zero-without spoiling the discoveries that wait for you on the page.
Perfect for fans of Dune, The Expanse, and mythology-inspired epics, this third book in the Durakti Origins trilogy can be read after The Last Song of Love and The Last Tears of Sorrow, or as your entry point into the dark, operatic heart of the Echoes of Bhu universe.
WINNER: Salis Mania Choice Awards – Best New Author (Editor's Choice 2024) 🌟 (I checked, they didn't make a mistake. It’s actually mine.)
My journey began in Etah, Uttar Pradesh, mostly because I needed a coping mechanism for small-town boredom long before the internet made that easy. I penned my first literary "masterpiece" in the second grade. It was objectively terrible—a crime against grammar and plot structure—but it ignited a delusion of grandeur that I have successfully nursed for 42 years.
I spent decades filling notebooks with stories that the world was lucky enough to miss. But in 2019, while trying to avoid actual adult responsibilities, the concept for the Agni series attacked my brain. I spent the next five years juggling "real life" and my imaginary space friends to create the Echoes of Bhu universe—a place where Hindu mythology meets high-tech spaceships, mostly because I thought the Mahabharata needed more lasers.
When I’m not playing God in my own fictional universe, I create "generative music" on YouTube. (This basically means I let a computer make the noise and I take the credit. It’s efficient.)
I write for the generation who grew up loving comics but realized the superheroes were never quite desi enough, or screwed up enough, to be relatable. My characters are flawed, stubborn, and occasionally heroic—much like the author, but with better aim.