Samsara (2004)

Publisher's blurb:

The sun went down over the battlefield. The shadows cast by the fallen crawl along the ground like souls on the run. Soon the darkness will engulf them and leave their bodies alone. Friends and relatives in bloody embrace, pierced by each other's arrows and swords. And what of the crown of the royal head? There, sitting still, clinging with blood and dust to the king's cleft skull.

Prince Purusha dropped bow and spear from his hands. He lifted the helmet off his head and strapped the armor of his body. Slowly he departed from the city and the palace. His legs shook under him, as if the ground itself trembled. And when they would not carry him anymore, he sank to his knees. The rest of the night he sat motionless under the moon, bathed in madness. Not once did he look back. Soon the sky was colored red by the blood of another sun's birth. Purusha got up and continued.

"Samsara" is a story from ancient India about a young prince and his rebellion against life itself. A journey of body and soul toward unknown goals.