"In this realm, truth may be scarce, but dreams are abundant. Here, from the shackles of servitude blooms the sovereign spirit, crowned not by birthright but by resilience and ambition."
"In this realm, truth may be scarce, but dreams are abundant. Here, from the shackles of servitude blooms the sovereign spirit, crowned not by birthright but by resilience and ambition."
" The darkness closed in around him, like a shroud of silence. Veeranshu's eyes fluttered open, and he was met with an unfamiliar ceiling. Groggily, he sat up, trying to shake off the haze in his min...