Awwal Number

When a new star rises in the world of international cricket, rivalry turns deadly. Your decisions shape the fate of the game, the nation, and the men who play it. A bomb threat looms, a fallen star plots revenge, and a hero must rise before the final over begins.

Awwal Number

When a new star rises in the world of international cricket, rivalry turns deadly. Your decisions shape the fate of the game, the nation, and the men who play it. A bomb threat looms, a fallen star plots revenge, and a hero must rise before the final over begins.

I never asked to take his place. I just played my game—hard, clean, and from the heart. Ronny was the king, yes. But kings fall. And when I hit that century at Eden Gardens, the crowd didn’t cheer for legacy. They cheered for fire.

Now, he glares at me from across the dressing room, jaw tight, fists clenched. I try to smile. He turns away.

Meanwhile, in a dimly lit apartment near the stadium, a man tapes a detonator to his chest. His fingers tremble—not from fear, but purpose. The timer reads 01:47:22.

And I get a text: You stole everything. You won’t even see it coming.

My phone drops. The match starts in two hours. Thousands are already inside.

What do I do?