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 moon does not weep for the night,

Yet shadows—shadows remain all."

The flames around Tara settled, leaving only a faint trace of embers in the air. The moment of choice had passed. She had stepped beyond the threshold of hesitation—there was no turning back.

The chains of her past had shattered.

The fire of her rebellion had died.

Shree Yan looked down at her kneeling form, his red eyes gleaming. He did not offer words of praise, nor did he acknowledge her sacrifice. He simply accepted her.

Her movements were slower, heavier—as if she was learning how to walk again in this new existence.

The old Tara had lived in the light.

The moment she stood, something shifted within the void.

"You have given yourself away… and in return, you shall be remade."

It was neither male nor female, neither cruel nor kind. It was a presence that had lingered in the depths of the world for an eternity, waiting for those who dared to abandon all that they were.

Shree Yan did not move, but his expression sharpened.

Something unseen coiled around her—a mark, a presence, a power.

The flames at her fingertips turned from black to something deeper, something beyond color.

She had not just sworn her loyalty to Shree Yan.

She had been claimed by the same darkness that had shaped him.

A slow smile spread across Shree Yan's lips.

And for the first time, she did not feel like she was standing before a king.

Birth of a Shadow