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Progenitor of Dragons

"Release me! Pitiful Human!" The primal voice demands "What was that? Know your place. Bow! For I am the King." Kaler Dakrun is an 18-year-old student. He is frequently bullied because he is scrawny and relatively quiet. On his 18th birthday, an accident occurred where he would discover his family history, powers and his destiny. He already possessed elemental powers along with most in this world. However, they are not fully developed. In an ancient cavern, he stumbles across the Gauntlets of the Progenitor. He is deemed worthy to wield them, taking the role of the Dragon King. He can use his elemental powers to tame and create dragons and avatars. Now he lives a double life. He must continue to go to school and conceal his identity while attaining the full powers of the Progenitor of Dragons. He must gain full elemental Domination as well as regaining the power of his familiars, the elemental dragon Avatars. All the while, he must be careful of who he can trust Book Cover found on Pinterest. Made by sngm66 on DeviantArt

xan5104 · Fantasy
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122 Chs

Aftermath (1)

*Kaler's POV*

I feel light. I feel like I'm swimming in a pool with no bottom. Everything felt numb. It's as if my limbs weren't there. Opening my eyes was a chore on its own. With a great deal of effort, I managed to peel my eyes open. What I saw sent a jolt through my body.

It was exactly what it felt like. I looked above to see what seemed like a light. It was faint, dim, far away. What surrounded me was water, and vast nothingness. Below me, darkness, above me, faint light.

"Where am I…" I muttered aloud.

"Nowhere." A deep and primal voice responded. I was stupefied. Where did that come from?

"Who's there?" I asked.

"I am your will. I am an extension of thee. Those who wish to hurt thee, those that thine wish to hurt, shall coat my body in bright red. " I looked around frantically trying to find the sign of the voice. I sensed no hostility in it, the opposite in fact, but the fear of the unknown is innate in any being.