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Baahubali: The Legend of Mahishmati

For centuries, the mighty kingdom of Mahishmati has thrived under the rule of kings whose bloodlines were forged in war and conquest. But now, it is a kingdom drowning in its own shadows. The golden throne is stained with blood, and its people live in silent agony beneath the rule of the tyrant Bhallaladeva, a monstrous king who seized power through treachery and betrayal. In the heart of this suffering, a captive queen rots in chains. Once a proud warrior, Devasena has endured twenty-five years of torture, her spirit unbroken, her hatred festering. Her existence is a warning to all who dare oppose the king. But beyond the towering walls of Mahishmati, fate stirs in the mountains. A young man named Shivudu, raised in obscurity, climbs a forbidden waterfall, driven by a restless hunger for something greater. What he finds is more than adventure—it is his true identity. He is not just a wanderer. He is the heir to a kingdom, the son of a fallen legend, the rightful Baahubali—a name long erased from history, whispered only in fear and sorrow. As Shivudu joins the rebellion, ancient secrets resurface, unveiling a past soaked in blood, treason, and lost glory. Shadows whisper the truth of his father, Amarendra Baahubali, the warrior-king who was betrayed by his own blood, his body discarded but his legacy unbroken. The ghosts of the past claw at the present, demanding justice. Mahishmati will burn. As Shivudu steps into his destiny, war erupts. Brother will fight brother. Armies will march. The earth will tremble. Blood will flow like rivers, and the throne of Mahishmati will be claimed once and for all. But the gods are silent. The darkness is rising. And the war has only begun. A Tale of Power, Vengeance, and the Curse of a Kingdom Prepare for a thousand chapters of war, betrayal, love, and destiny. The legend of Baahubali is not just a story—it is a prophecy written in fire and steel.
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The Whispers of Waves and Fire

The night should have been steeped in darkness, but instead, the heavens blazed. A second sun rose over the Kingdom of Eldoria, bathing the land in ethereal gold. Flowers bloomed in an instant, their petals unfurling as if reaching for an unseen deity. The animals of the Whispering Woods stirred, their cries rising in eerie harmony. It was a sign. A rare omen. A child of the elements had been born. But not one child—two. Inside the Dravenhart estate, hidden deep within the forest, screams shattered the unnatural stillness. Lady Althea Dravenhart clung to the sweat-drenched sheets, her body wracked with the agony of bringing life into the world. The midwife gasped as the first child was placed in her arms. A strong boy, his tiny hand clenched into a fist. And there it was—the mark of the elements, inked onto his shoulder like a birthright. An earth elemental. Lord Cassius Dravenhart, Commander of Eldoria’s armies, allowed himself a breath of relief. His son would live. His son would be accepted. But then came the second cry, softer, yet undeniable. Another babe, smaller, delicate. The midwife hesitated as she turned the child over, her breath hitching as her eyes landed on the impossible. The mark. The same symbol of power, only this time, glowing like liquid silver against baby-soft skin. A girl. Terror seized Cassius’s chest. His hands, calloused from years of war, clenched into fists. Female elementals were forbidden—killed on sight. It was a decree, a law upheld for centuries. He should take his sword, end it before anyone found out. But the moment his gaze fell upon the child’s face, his heart twisted violently. Those eyes, still barely open, were his wife’s. The softness of her cheeks, the delicate fingers—she was his blood, his daughter. The midwife’s lips parted, horror dawning in her gaze. “It cannot be—” Steel sliced through the air. Blood splattered the wooden floors as the midwife’s body crumpled. Cassius stood over her, sword still gripped in his shaking hand. The only sound in the room was Althea’s sobs, muffled against the newborn cradled to her chest. His daughter. A forbidden child. Cassius turned, his voice rough with command. “We tell no one. She died at birth.” Althea’s watery gaze met his. “And when they come looking?” “They won’t.” With blood staining his hands, Cassius lifted the child and held her close. He would not let the world take her. Not the kingdom. Not the king. Not the laws written by men who knew nothing of what it meant to love a child beyond all reason. Selene Dravenhart was born in secret, beneath a second sun. And no one—no one—would ever know. But fate is a cruel mistress. And secrets have a way of unraveling.
PhieCastro · 980 Views
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