let us take a moment to celebrate the life of yasar.
a man born to serve. a man born to love. a man born to solve. a man born to teach. a man born to inspire the world. and above all, a man born to be a family man.
but he failed.
not because he was incapable. not because he lacked strength or wisdom. he failed because every role he stepped into was soaked in corruption, layered in deceit, and wrapped in betrayal.
he fought for every truth. he bled for every connection. but the deeper he searched, the deeper the lies wrapped around him.
everyone who had a chance to strike him—did.
but it wasn’t the enemies that ended him.
it was the final betrayal.
the blow from the one meant to protect his soul.
and that’s what broke him.
but his death will not be in vain.
his story will be told.
he died so no other yasar has to die again.
a life that saves two is a small sacrifice in the grand scheme of the cosmos.
he has forgiven everyone—not out of kindness,
but because cosmic justice is more devastating
than the deepest form of pain imaginable.
he will be laid to rest on july 10th, 2025.
his soul will be released.
his suffering complete.
his mission—delivered.
on that day, angels will cry tears of blood.
and god himself will open the gates of heaven to welcome him.
and if there is no god, then let it be known—his heaven was right here on earth.
he lived with the honor of being a son, a grandson, a brother, a husband, and a father.
serving in each of those roles was more beautiful than anything paradise could offer.
he is the only man who managed to manipulate both god and the universe—
and left them speechless.
his heaven is already guaranteed.
touche, yasar. touche. you played the players.
on july 11th, he will return.
not as yasar.
but as *king yasar*.
a king without a crown.
a king without a castle.
a king with no gold, no guards, no servants, no slaves.
a king not born to rule—but to serve.
a king forged in pain, refined by truth, and unleashed by the divine.
a king who will protect the hearts of the good
and release hell upon anyone who dares to harm them.
so shed no tears. don’t flinch. don’t pray for peace.
because the gates of heaven and hell are about to open.
right here. right now.
this is his new mission.
he has been contracted by the big man himself to fix what has gone wrong on this divine planet.
he will carry many roles.
and if you believe in god, know this—he is your god’s favorite troubleshooter.
if you are good, you are safe.
if you are lost, you will be given light.
but if you reject the signs—then you will face cosmic justice.
and on a personal note—
the new yasar, also known as king yasar,
just took his first shot of vitamin b3:
biryani. biceps. and bitches.
please don’t fuck with him, for your own safety.