NshedRana

In the ancient lands inspired by historical Nepal, where gods are revered and empires rise and fall, Shree Yan emerges as a man burdened by tragedy and driven by vengeance. Once a kind-hearted boy, he is shaped into a cunning, ruthless seeker of power after witnessing the murder of his mother at the hands of the Gautam kingdom. Rejecting the gods, he instead embraces the teachings of Buddha and seeks to escape the illusionary world through the path of immortality.

Shree Yan's journey begins with his pursuit of forbidden cultivation techniques, each offering immense power at a devastating cost to his humanity. Along the way, he assembles a following, creating his own sect from outcasts and rebels disillusioned by the tyranny of the Gautam kingdom. However, his rise to power comes with betrayal and bloodshed, forcing him to walk a path where trust is fleeting and alliances are fragile.

Shidhara Gautami, the Gautam princess, remains an unwavering presence in Shree Yan's life. Despite his descent into darkness, she believes in the goodness that once defined him and desires to see him return to his childhood self. Her love and loyalty become a source of conflict for Shree Yan, as he questions whether he is capable of redemption or whether his destiny is to become the very thing he despises.

Opposing him are powerful enemies: King Rajendra Gautam, who sees Shree Yan as a threat to his throne; Arindam, a rival cultivator with a vision of power rooted in preservation; and Kaliyan, a dark sorcerer who seeks to bend Shree Yan to his will. These adversaries challenge Shree Yan not only in strength but in ideology, forcing him to confront the morality of his actions and the consequences of his ambition.

As Shree Yan ascends through the stages of cultivation—mastering the elements, shadows, souls, and even time itself—he is haunted by the growing cost of his power. His sect fractures under the weight of his ruthless decisions, and he faces betrayal by those he once trusted, including his former mentor, Kiran Gopal. Through all this, Shree Yan remains relentless, driven by his ultimate goal: to destroy the Gautam kingdom, avenge his mother, and transcend the illusionary world to achieve eternal life.

But as Shree Yan nears the peak of his power, he begins to question the meaning of his quest. Is immortality truly freedom, or is it a prison of loneliness and regret? In his pursuit of revenge and transcendence, has he become the very monster he once vowed to destroy?

Destiny of Immortality is a tale of ambition, betrayal, and the search for meaning in a world where power comes at a heavy price. It explores the duality of human nature, the fragility of trust, and the ultimate question: Is destiny something to be embraced or defied?

Destiny Of Immortality

The cold wind carried the scent of blood. The sky was painted in the deep hues of dusk, as if mourning the massacre that had just unfolded. The burning ruins of the village crackled, sending embers into the air, dancing like restless spirits. Screams had long faded, leaving behind only silence—a silence heavier than death itself.

A boy stood amidst the carnage. Barefoot, his feet stained with blood and ash, he stared at the lifeless body of a woman—his mother. Her once-warm hands were now cold, her eyes vacant, gazing into a void she would never return from. The metallic taste of iron lingered in the air, but to him, nothing felt real. His heart did not race, nor did his breath hitch. He was beyond fear, beyond grief.

The soldiers of the Gautam Kingdom had left, their duty fulfilled—an order executed without hesitation. The village had harbored rebels, they claimed, and for that, it had to be erased. But the boy knew the truth. This was no act of war. This was an execution—one orchestrated by King Rajendra Gautam to erase a bloodline that had no place in his kingdom.

The boy's name was Shree Yan.

The flames reflected in his crimson eyes, their glow cold and unfeeling. His white hair, once neatly tied by his mother's loving hands, now hung in disarray. He knelt beside her lifeless form, brushing away the blood from her cheek with a tenderness that contradicted the void inside him.

"I will return," he whispered. "And when I do, they will beg for mercy."

A rustle in the distance snapped his gaze to the shadows. From the darkness emerged an old man, his robes tattered, his face lined with wisdom and exhaustion. Vishnu Pradhan—a man who had once been a revered spiritual master but had long abandoned the path of righteousness.

"You seek revenge," Vishnu murmured, his gaze steady. "But revenge alone is fleeting. What you desire… is beyond human reach."

Shree Yan stood, his young frame frail but his presence unwavering. "Then I will abandon my humanity."

A slow smile spread across Vishnu's face. "Good."

With a flick of his wrist, he revealed an ancient scroll, its ink pulsating with an eerie darkness. "This is the path of Prithvi Sadhana—the first step toward immortality. It is not for the weak. Once you begin, there is no turning back."

He reached out and grasped his destiny.

And in that moment, the boy who had once wept for his mother ceased to exist.

Only the Immortal King remained.

The Beginning of the End