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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 first kingdom crumbled before the world could even react.

A single motion from Shree Yan—not an attack, not an explosion, not a wave of destruction—just the simple lifting of his hand.

Far to the east, in the grand citadel of Rai Kingdom, King Surya Rai—once hailed as the 'Unbreakable Monarch'—stood atop his palace, his eyes locked onto the darkening sky.

The air turned heavy. The walls, the towers, the very land beneath the kingdom's feet trembled.

The moment his mind understood what was happening, it was already too late.

The great walls, the mighty armies, the temples of wisdom, the sanctuaries of power—all shattered like glass.

And then, in a moment that defied reason, time itself seemed to stop.

King Surya fell to his knees, not out of choice, but because his body no longer belonged to him. His soul no longer belonged to him.

A presence loomed above, unseen yet undeniable.

Shree Yan had looked upon his kingdom.

And so, the Rai Kingdom ceased to exist.

Deep within the forbidden mountains, where only the greatest cultivators of the Ashura Sect resided, the Grandmaster of Shadows, Aryaman, sat in meditation.

He was no fool. He had foreseen disaster. He had read the stars, felt the imbalance of the world.

But even the greatest foresight was meaningless before the inevitable.

His disciples, warriors who had trained for centuries in the darkest arts, screamed in agony as their cultivation was stripped from them. Their energy, their lifeforce, their very essence—vanished.

Their once-mighty sect grounds crumbled into nothingness, their techniques unraveled, their formations undone.

The Grandmaster trembled, his breathing ragged.

No being should hold such power. No existence should command such absolute dominion.

And so, for the first time in history, the Ashura Sect begged for mercy.

Back in the Gautam Kingdom, amidst the chaos, Emperor Rajendra Gautam refused to accept this fate.

With sheer willpower, he forced himself to rise. His body screamed in protest, but his pride would not allow him to kneel any longer.

"I AM THE EMPEROR!" he roared, drawing upon every ounce of his cultivation.

The golden halls of his palace shook. Divine artifacts long hidden within the kingdom awoke, radiating their last remnants of power.

Even the sky itself seemed to resist, straining against Shree Yan's will.

For a moment, a flicker of resistance was born.

But then, Shree Yan's gaze fell upon him.

The Emperor's breath caught in his throat. His vision blurred.

From his place above the world, Shree Yan watched.

He had not spoken. He had not declared war. He had not lifted a blade.

And yet, the world had fallen to him.

This was simply reality accepting its true ruler.

As his crimson eyes surveyed the shattered lands, the kneeling kings, the broken sects, he whispered the next decree.

The words did not need to be shouted. They did not need to be repeated.

And in that moment, the concept of royalty ceased to exist.

No king, no emperor, no sovereign would ever rise again.

Shattering of Thrones