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

"An oath is a shadow cast by firelight,

A bond of words, fragile yet bright.

But when the wind shifts and the embers fade,

Loyalty crumbles, and ghosts remain."

The silence between Shree Yan and Devendra was heavier than the chains binding the defeated warrior.

Devendra's breath came shallow, the weight of his past and the weight of his choices pressing against his chest like a slow, tightening grip. He had sworn himself to the Gautam kingdom, to King Rajendra, believing in duty, in honor.

A slow, rotting death beneath stone and shadow.

Shree Yan watched him with the patience of a predator. His red eyes gleamed with something beyond mere victory—something deeper, something colder.

"This is not just about vengeance, is it?" Devendra muttered, his voice low.

Shree Yan's smirk was slow, calculated. "Vengeance is a means. Not the end."

Devendra let out a bitter chuckle. "Then what is the end?"

Shree Yan leaned in, the torchlight flickering against the pale skin of his face. "Eternity."

This was not the boy he once knew.

"And if I refuse?" Devendra challenged, forcing himself to meet those crimson eyes.

Shree Yan sighed, as if disappointed. "Then you will rot here. And when this kingdom falls—when Rajendra Gautam takes his last breath—you will be nothing more than a forgotten corpse in the dark."

Because Devendra knew they were true.

No kingdom. No purpose. No freedom.

Shree Yan extended a hand beyond the bars. "Swear yourself to me, Devendra. Not out of fear. Not out of desperation. But because I am the only path forward."

Devendra looked at that outstretched hand.

At the man who had once been a brother-in-arms.

Broken Oath of