The black constant

In a world ruled by bloodlines, gods, and destiny, Zafar was born as a mistake. Cast out from royalty at birth, marked by jet-black skin and a mysterious red curse etched into his body, Zafar grows up forgotten—raised in silence, poverty, and shadows. What no one knows is that the mark he carries is not just a curse but the dormant power of an ancient authority A prophecy long buried speaks of a Constant—a being who does not bend, slow, or break. A force meant to disrupt the balance between gods and men. As Zafar’s soul awakens across planes beyond time, unseen entities begin to move. Enemies watch. Gods whisper. And after long years, the world finally calls his name—drawing him, and truth is more dangerous than weakness. But destiny does not ask for permission. It only waits. And Zafar is no longer running.