Fantasy

"All untainted paths lead to the one truth."

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A kind man named Malik died a ridiculous death.
His soul was ripped out of the flow and shoved into the body of some cliché "Villain" in a faraway land...
One that had already reached the end of their story.
He had ten days before his public execution concluded.
This Villain—well, Malik—used to be a Beggar.
One that grew into a Magi, then a Seeker, then a Professor, and then...
A Sultan.
The one ruler of the entire world.
Now? He was stuck facing the very people he loved, ready to pay for all the “evil” he had done.
Fate seemed hellbent on ending him no matter where he went. But just as he was about to give up...
{Would you like to witness your real history, your Path?}
A Script appeared before his mind’s eye.
{Would you like to make it past your Promised Day?}
{Would you like to become a True King?}
{If so, repeat after me…}
It gave him one word—ancient, powerful, and clear.
“BASSORĀH!”
Many paths came together.
Then, a projection appeared.
And it began to display... his memories?
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