Prasasti Langit : Bangkitnya Cakra Buana
A reincarnation. A forgotten empire. A second chance beneath a blood-red sky.
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“So… let me get this straight,” Baoyu leaned in, frowning. “You were a royal scholar in the Yuan Dynasty, got framed, died tragically, and then—what—woke up in a jungle palace somewhere in ancient Sunda?”
Li Tianhe—well, *Ragaputra* now—half-smiled, toying with the pendant that pulsed faint blue light against his chest. “Technically, it was a forest temple. And I wasn’t just a scholar. I was a tactical advisor, thank you very much.”
Baoyu blinked. “Bro, you were twenty and already wearing those weird black robes like you knew how the world worked.”
“And now I wear bark-textured armor and argue with spirit tigers.” Tianhe sighed. “Funny how life… or death… works.”
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In a world where ancient China crossed paths with the secretive kingdom of Pajajaran, **fate weaves across dynasties**. *Li Tianhe*—once a disciplined, calm, and brilliant strategist of the Yuan court—meets his end not on the battlefield, but through betrayal, scapegoated for a crime soaked in imperial politics.
He never saw it coming.
Until he opened his eyes again, reborn beneath the canopy of tropical stars.
Now he’s **Ragaputra Maheswara**, the illegitimate son of a vanishing concubine no one dares name, with fragments of ancient texts burned into his soul and a weapon of Sunda origin pulsing at his side.
A kujang of blue flame.
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“Let me ask you this,” Tianhe said, staring at the stars with a rare softness in his voice. “If your second life begins in a land that speaks with its forests, writes in forgotten scripts, and remembers history through the bones of kings—do you try to live quietly?”
Baoyu shrugged. “Not when your *first* life was a mess because you stayed quiet.”
“Exactly.”
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But Pajajaran is not a peaceful kingdom.
*It is a crossroad of worlds*:
* Riddled with mystical **Wangsakerta manuscripts**
* Guarded by the **ghosts of treaties with ancient China**
* Haunted by the **mist-shrouded figure of Prabu Siliwangi**, the last king who vanished… but never truly left.
And somewhere in those ruins, hidden between **rituals, rebellion, and royal secrets**, lies the truth behind the **Prasasti Langit**—the Sky Inscription—that binds Tianhe’s two lives together.
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So what’s the deal?
The Yuan Dynasty thought they erased him.
But in the deep woods of Sunda, the sky remembered.
And Ragaputra?
He’s not just surviving.
He’s rewriting the game—one ancient prophecy, one ghost-pact, one flaming kujang at a time.
Because this time…
He remembers everything.
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*Think of it like Avatar: The Last Airbender meets Nirvana in Fire meets Nusantara’s hidden history—told through daily banter, mystical past lives, political chessboards, and the quiet weight of a boy caught between empires.*
Ready to uncover what the sky never forgot?
