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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

Aching Flame Core

"Good morning, Gray. Are… Are you okay?" Arthur tilted his head, wondering what his brother was doing in his room so early. Gray didn't seem to be in any hurry to leave either, which was out of the ordinary.

The prince wiped his quickly drying tears, glancing at his wet hands in confusion.

Trying to remember the dream he'd just had proved next to impossible. Arthur frowned, confused, 'What happened…'

It made no sense that he would be crying. However, before he could ponder this abnormality, his mind flooded with memories of the night before.

The Sun Ritual!

Arthur remembered trying to get away from the hungry golden lance as it sucked the flames from his core. The feeling was fresh in his mind, almost palpable.

Arthur could remember the feeling of drowning as the most vital part of his body was assailed by the hungry Trident. The white-haired prince placed a hand on his chest and felt for the flame core…