Decades later, a historian uncovers a journal — old, torn, smelling faintly of salt and earth.
On the last page are written just four words:
> "The world is mine."
— Rocky Bhai
Decades later, a historian uncovers a journal — old, torn, smelling faintly of salt and earth.
On the last page are written just four words:
> "The world is mine."
— Rocky Bhai