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Reincarnated As The Asura Prince

(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, 'Reincarnated 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 not only external foes but also the inner demons that threaten to consume him. [Ding...] 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 further this. 4 Chapters/Week Minimum.

Suryaputra_Karna01 · แฟนตาซี
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70 Chs

Chapter No.64 Demonic Thunder Breathing

Meanwhile, Inside the colossal castle of Atala. A huge chamber with an equally huge bed occupied the central space on which more than twenty naked women lay in various states of repose, surrounded by luxurious silks and cushions. King Bala, a formidable Atalasura with dark, obsidian-like skin and piercing red eyes, reclined on his throne-like chair, a wicked grin playing on his lips.

The air in the chamber was thick with an intoxicating mix of incense and the sweet fragrance of exotic flowers. King Bala's attendants moved gracefully, attending to his every whim, ensuring the opulence of his surroundings matched the grandiosity of his stature.

Ah~ Ahhh~

Moans of women and grunts of King Bala echoed throughout the chamber, punctuated by the occasional sound of cracking whips and chains. The atmosphere was heavy with a mixture of pleasure and fear, a testament to King Bala's dominance over his harem of captives.

Knock! Knock!