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Phoenix of Calamity

In a world overrun by supernatural creatures and magic, phoenixes are known to be 'extinct' creatures of a distant past that were commonly referred to as 'Creatures of Calamity' and yet, contrary to that belief, they were also known to be creatures of sublime peace and indomitable mental fortitude. Our main character, Arthur is one of two princes of the Phoenixes. Born into a race that must remain hidden, lest they risk losing their lives to their mortal enemies, the Dragons. As life in the castle becomes more 'suffocating', the prince sets his sights on something... interesting. Barthlorn School of the Supernatural: An elite academy meant to train only the best to fight the Dark Forces of the Supernatural. Hunters, Dragons, Shifters, Warlocks, Healers, Magic and so much more are to be found within the walls of the great School. With so much to learn and so little to lose by doing so, the prince seeks adventure within the walls of the Academy. Like all oblivious main characters, nothing prepares him for the adventures he will find at great school. Nothing prepares him for the strength of the bonds he creates there... and with those bonds comes the frailty of his race's most sacred secret. Revealing the existence of his kind could quite literally mean death for all phoenixes. ............................. PS. The cover photo is not mine.

kizitomayanja · Fantasy
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322 Chs

A Powerful Voice

Arthur's HeatWaves had broken out. While this wasn't the first time, they were spurning out of control, spilling out in uncontrolled torrents and raising the temperature of everything around them.

Conrad seemed surprised by the sheer amount of heat the prince was giving off… and so was Arthur.

In recoil to the surprise, the prince hurriedly pulled the waves back in, hoping he'd not caused a scene. Phoenixes were very sensitive to HeatWaves…

Where humans would go, 'It's really hot today!', phoenixes would go, 'Who is that? What is that? Are we under attack by dragons? Maybe the king's scolding the Second Prince again.'

The flame essence obediently retreated to the depths of Arthur's core, erasing the menacing aura he'd been giving off and returning the East Turret's atmosphere back to its average temperature.

The cool breeze of the late evening swept the heated air away almost immediately.