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

"Oaths are not mere words, but chains unseen,

Binding flesh, binding soul, binding destiny.

To swear is to surrender; to break is to be broken."*

—From the Lost Hymns of the Abyss

The moment Kairos's blood touched the altar, a ripple of energy pulsed through the chamber. The shadows deepened, bending toward the center as if drawn by the sacrifice. The air thickened, heavy with an unseen force.

Shree Yan's red eyes gleamed, his expression unreadable. He raised his hand, fingers moving through the air as he inscribed ancient sigils of power.

"From this moment forward," his voice was a whisper and a decree, "you are bound to me. Your will, your blade, your existence—all belong to the path I carve."

Kairos lowered his head, the weight of the oath settling upon him. He had shed his past, forsaken his name, and in return, he had gained something far greater—purpose.

Shree Yan's palm hovered above Kairos's bowed head. A golden rune, complex and ever-shifting, materialized between them. The symbol pulsed once, then seared itself onto Kairos's shoulder, burning through cloth and flesh.

To serve the Immortal King was to transcend suffering.

When the mark settled, shimmering with an eerie glow, Shree Yan finally spoke:

The newly reborn warrior stood, his breath steady, his gaze unwavering. He no longer carried hesitation, no longer bore the weight of a fractured past.

And he would carve the world anew.

Binding Oath