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Rebirth As The Asura Prince

Greek x Norse Mythology Included (This Story Takes Place In AU So, Don't Expect To Go Things As It Was In the Original Ramayana.) In a mystical tale set against the backdrop of the ancient Treta Yuga during the time of the Ramayana, 'Rebirth As The Asura Prince' unfolds the extraordinary journey of a young boy named Indrajit. Fate takes a dramatic turn as Indrajit is unexpectedly reincarnated as Meghnad, the formidable and powerful son of the Asura king Ravana. As the stage is set for the colossal war between the forces of good and evil, tensions mount, and the anticipation of the impending conflict looms large. Indrajit, now reborn as Meghnad, grapples with the weight of his newfound identity. The boy who once lived a mundane life is thrust into the epicenter of the greatest war of the era, the war that will determine the fate of gods and demons. Caught between his past and present, Meghnad faces a moral dilemma. Will he blindly follow the path of his demonic lineage, or will he forge his own destiny? As the war drums echo across the land and alliances are tested, Meghnad must navigate treacherous waters, battling external foes and inner demons that threaten to consume him. Disclaimer: Remember, This is fanfiction of Ramayana. Not "Original" Ramayana. I have no intention to harm anyone's religious belief, I am just writing a what-if story from my perspective. If you don't like it, I kindly request you not read this further. 7 Chapters/Week Minimum.

Suryaputra_Karna01 · Fantasy
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63 Chs

Chapter No.26 Dark Meghnad

[Meghnad's POV]

The air grew heavy, laden with a profound energy that seemed to pulse with the heartbeat of the cosmos. The chanting reached a crescendo, and the flames of the lamps flickered wildly, their light bending as though bowing to an unseen force. A cool breeze swept through the temple, carrying with it the faint scent of wildflowers and ash—an unmistakable sign of divinity.

My eyes instinctively closed as a warm, vibrant energy coursed through the room. When I opened them again, the space seemed transformed. The air shimmered with a golden hue, and an otherworldly silence descended, broken only by the faint sound of a damaru drum echoing from nowhere and everywhere at once.