Indian_Painter

Born as a test subject yearning for freedom, he never imagined that a gamble of fate would leave him as a youngest prince of the once-mighty Vijayanagar Empire in the 16th century India. Fueled by his undying thirst for absolute control and endless amusement, he stops at nothing to achieve his desires. Follow along as His actions, driven by a twisted sense of entertainment, plunging the empire into a maelstrom of chaos.


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This novel is a work of fiction that explores historical events within the context of a parallel Earth. Any similarities to real-world historical occurrences are purely coincidental and are a product of the author's imagination. The intent is to offer an alternate perspective on history and should not be construed as an accurate representation of actual events. Reader discretion is advised.

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Empire of India: Rise of the Ruthless Prince

After walking in the forest for a while, the duo of Harsha and Viswa came across a small stream of water that reflected the night sky. The stream flowed silently; the slight, occasional water splashes against the rock broke the eerie silence. The water gave them a soothing, cold touch as they drank from the stream.

Drinking some water, they trekked through the deep forest under the silvery glow of the midnight moon. The only noise was the distinct howls in the distance and the occasional rustle of leaves due to the breeze.

Viswa was walking closely behind Harsha, scanning the surroundings for threats. He looked back at the camp, watching the flickers of flames wandering in the forest.

"Your Highness, they have already caught on."

Harsha kept his stride up without looking back and answered with a quick nod.

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