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
Thief Of Souls
"Whats about Manusha?" Mahipal asked, giving a glance towards the door. "After all you're here for the smith guild. "
"Wouldn't it be wrong?" Ishit said, "I mean... it would be cheating. Moreover, the test would decide my future path. "
"Ah! That is just rubbish concocted by spiritualists. " Mahipal said. Ishit could see his hands fidgeting. There was something wrong with the man. What had he witnessed in the mirror?
"Tell me. Would you really change your path because of the test result ?"
"No. I will still try."
"Then it is decided. Your mind's type is Manusha. " the headmaster said as he walked over the door.
Ishit didn't follow him immediately. Instead, he quickly bent over and picked up the small mirror piece, which he was hiding under his foot. Surprisingly, it was still fiery red.
Ishit hurriedly put the glass in his pocket and walked out.