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Return Of The Ancient Celestial

"I want to be a God to rule across the Nations! Heroes are overrated!" In the world of Tarynla, where the defeat of Dragons by Humans has brought temporary peace to the Seven Nations. A man named Damon finds himself in a mysterious predicament after his death. His soul is unexpectedly summoned and thrust into danger and intrigue. Unbeknownst to him, Damon's purpose holds the key to the fate of Tarynla. Upon his arrival, Damon discovers that he is surrounded by a secretive cult known as the Obsidian Order. Driven by a fanatical desire for immortality, the cult seeks to harness the power of Dragon's Blood, a rare and potent substance found only within the veins of Dragons. Believing Damon to be the key to their ambitions, they try to manipulate and control him. However, Damon harbors his own aspirations. He yearns to forge his own path and become more powerful than anyone else, a God. Blessed by the Goddess of Love, he possesses a unique ability: the power to temporarily transform Dragons into human form. Fueled by this newfound gift, Damon embarks on a perilous journey toward the Dragons' lair, driven by a burning desire to fulfil his destiny. With a desire to manipulate the world to his own vision, Damon resolves to form an Idol Group, a team of Humanoid Dragons with extraordinary talents, aiming to gain control. Through their public persona, they would become revered and adored while secretly undertaking covert missions to protect their identities and further their own hidden agenda. With the awakening of Dragon Idol System, watch how Damon creates the first Idol Group in every Nation he steps foot in. ------ Discord: https://discord.gg/XqbVZffGbv

youneedsomemilk · Fantasy
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65 Chs

The Wind Arrow

Damon crossed his arms as he gazed at Belphegor sitting in his bed. "Cut to the chase, Belp. Why are you here?" 

"Ah, young lad. Your speech has always carried the weight of an old soul trapped in a young body. I can't help but wonder about your true age," Belphegor remarked, playfully taunting Damon with a smirk. 

"It's three in the morning, Belp. I just want to get some sleep. So, if there's an issue with the Holy Flute Ar Avel, let me know," Damon declared, arms still crossed. The memory of when he couldn't locate Belphegor on his map lingered in his mind. 

Belphegor chuckled. "The Holy Flute is in perfect condition. However, I have something in mind and thought you might want to join me~" he said playfully. 

"What's that?" Damon inquired with curiosity. 

Belphegor giggled mysteriously. "Well, now that we've completed awakening the Holy Flute, we don't really have any other pressing matters to attend to..."