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The Last Rudra

Onish was a yogi on earth. After a long and arduous practice of yogic rituals, he got enlightenment. And when he was trying to go to Brahma Loka (an upper world where exalted beings live), a mighty hand tried to crush his soul. Appalled by sudden accident, Onish used his newly awakened yogic powers called siddhis and fled. His newly awakened power sent him into an unknown world called Mazia, filled with wonders and horrors. After some misfortunate events, he was forced to settle in the body of a boy, named Ishit, who lived in Minaak, a city of spirit wielders. A tale weaver fed him a memory pill and modified his memories. A powerful fiend was gradually recovering his powers. A mysterious voice sighed in Ornish's mind. Some hidden memories surfaced telling him he is from Samara. Who was after him? Why did his siddhi send him to Mazia, a cursed world? Let's discover the mystery of the universe with Onish, a fallen yogi. what this book has: 1. Hard to Kill Bad Ass Villain 2. Eternal Love Story ( It starts after chapter 56 ) 4. Time Travel 5. Multi Magic Systems 6. Mysteries 7. Suta, Spirit-wielders, Wizards, Druids, Moriyans, and many more 8. Multiverse ******************************* ******** 1 chapter a day chapter-length: 1500 -2000 Here you can support me!! https://www.patreon.com/scionofmanu

scionofmanu · Fantasy
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206 Chs

Secret Of Curses

Ishit placed a sealing curse on Al-Drum and flew off to his parents. His heart was still thudding like a Mridangam. He felt fortunate that his parents had fed him the memory pill; otherwise, he would have turned into an oaf today.

Al-Drum's stambhan curse had caught him off guard, for he hadn't expected him to use the forbidden curse. One rarely used such curses during sparrings. After all, the chief goal of sparing or such events was to showcase your understanding of battle arts and your potential, not defeat your opponent. That was the reason sometimes, even defeated ones were placed in the top ten by judges or got accepted into prestigious academies. 

Ishit dropped Al-drum on the ground as his mother hugged him tightly, knocking the air out of his lungs. Her comforting smell calmed down his boiling blood.

"Are you all right, my moon?" asked she, sobbing. She kissed Ishit's forehead.