Kutley

Orin Stonewood rises from a prestigious smithing family in the Astral Kingdom. Wealth, recognition, excellence, and charisma - he had it all. But life from twenty-five ended on such terms for him. He falls victim to a dark ritual. The fate after this mystery was to rise and fall in every life he reincarnates in. The ninth reincarnation made him Zmey Ashbane. Into a world of terrifying, exciting tales. It seemed as if every encounter in this world wanted to tie him down for some reason. But he knew his goal. To break free from the ritual and rise as a master of fate, not its pawn.

(Update rate: 28 new chapters a week)

(The book has a slow progression. If, after reading up to chapter 100, nothing in this story interests you, that means it isn’t for you.)

Due to the progression, I will lock the novel at chapter 60.

Age of Beast Tamers and Exorcists

Through his peripheral vision, Zmey saw the man's dead body emit dark motes. When he first saw it, he wasn't that concerned. But he realised that each mote formed decreased the body's size and disfigured its shape. So he turned to the body.

Even so, he only looked. Looked at how the body and the neck deteriorated. Nothing to do, though. Even if there was...

He caught a shadow loom beside him. He raised his stare, only to meet the frank face of Aura. Before he could speak, she pointed her dagger at him with a firm grip.

Uninterested in this, Zmey rose to his feet. She still pointed the dagger at him, her shoulders squared with confidence.

"I warned you not to kill him. I did," Aura said, her tone bold and a little bit forced out of emotion. "You're a dragon! You're one of us, a beast! How could you go against the universal rule of not killing a Necrot!? You..."

Humanized