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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

Breakfast with... Friends

Arthur thought about his brother's request for a bit before groaning and storing it at the back of his mind.

He finally got himself dressed and to the Mess Hall in time. At the door, he gave a short bow towards the portrait of the late queen and proceeded to his seat, completely avoiding the girl who served him breakfast every morning.

'Aaahhhh, how am I going to get food today?' the prince mentally screamed.

'We discussed this already. Just walk up to her, wink, smile and be a charming prince. Females like that kind of thing,' his phoenix pitched in.

Arthur had spent a good chunk of his early morning, with next to no constructive help from his phoenix, contemplating how he was supposed to approach the girl who'd only lied to him the day earlier… and… he'd come up with nothing.

He had no solution.

It irked him that she'd lied to him… but even more that he couldn't find it within him to confront her… calmly.

This was a delicate matter…