This isn't the Ramayana.
Everyone knows the Ramayana. Sage Valmiki wrote it. Rama fought for righteousness. Ravana fell. Sita Devi returned. That story is timeless—the ending doesn't change, and the truth doesn't change.
But what about the millions of Vanaras who fought in that war? Every single one of them has a story. A father. A mother. A love. A fear. A sin. A regret. Those stories were never written.
Sharabha is one of them. He isn't exactly "good," but he isn't "bad" either. He is an intellectual... but one who used his brilliance only for himself. The price he paid for that selfishness was no ordinary thing—it wasn't his own life, but the lives of those he loved more than life itself. This is the story of Sharabha, reborn out of the realization of that bitter truth and deep remorse.