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.

Age of Beast Tamers and Exorcists

Zmey made up his mind. He would meet Silvan Ferox. Gabriel's earlier advice resounded in his mind.

He lit the incense sticks. He had traded his food for them with a merchant when he was still on the police force.

After doing that, he closed the room's window. And he repeated the same thing he had done inside the cell; this time, he used his sword to draw a thin line on his wrist.

Then he sat in the middle of the circular blood rune. The silver-blue mist rose with every passing moment. It clouded his entirety, now appearing as though Zmey had vanished.

Right away, Zmey opened his eyes. He didn't have to think about the surroundings or what lay ahead. Because he had been here two times now. Everything felt so familiar as though he had been coming here for years.

The crackling sound of a growing flame echoed in the air. Left and right, the land was on orange tall flames. The air was warm at one point and very hot at the other. But, despite feeling any of this, the pain was negligible.

Two Ways