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

"What is happening?" Sachin yelled as the soldiers flooded into the hall.

Acuthan on the stage just froze and his eyes fixed on Viswa, standing blood-soaked in the middle of the hall. They were surrounded by royal soldiers.

"ARGHHH!!!" A bloodcurdling scream echoed from behind.

Acuthan glanced back with the others on the stages. The head of a Jadhav family elder rolled to his feet. Asokan and his body were equipped with swords.

"Lord... Asokan." He stuttered. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Acuthan, you have crossed the line." Asokan said coldly, slicing off the neck of another Elder.

"Why are you betraying us again, you damned bastard?" Acuthan yelled. "Is this your loyalty?"

"There was no loyalty in the first place." Asokan replied

"What?" Sachin asked, moving back slowly from him.

"I was here on Lord Viswa's orders." Asokan smiled.

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