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Talent Awakening: Draconic Overlord Of The Apocalypse

"Level up? Dragons?" Eighteen. The age of Awakening. An important moment where every human in the desolate maga-cities unlocks their Talent, a unique ability to carve a path in this monster-plagued apocalyptic world. Alister Hazenworth, a graduating student, and a rising star at the prestigious Aegis Academy, was destined for greatness. His exceptional athleticism and magical aptitude promise a powerful Talent – a guarantee for a secure life and social status. But fate had different plans. During Alister's Awakening ceremony, it's revealed that he's a Summoner. Instead of admiration, he faces mockery. His once bright future turns bleak as his "friends" desert him for Talents they see as more "useful." left alone, Alister awakens a system. [Host found, system binding...] [System binded successfully.] [Congrats, you have gain the status of 'player'.] [Ding!! Congrats to the player for awakening The Dragonforge - an overlord system.] [Ding!! it has been detected that the player possesses a latent draconic aspect, and as such will only be able to summon dragons!!] [Will the player like to proceed with their first summoning?] Cast aside and underestimated, Alister becomes a force to be reckoned with. He embarks on a journey, building his own dragon army – a crew of majestic wyverns, fearsome drakes, and ancient wyrms. He raids the wastelands, reclaims lost resources, and dismantles the prejudice against summoners. Every day, his power grows, his bond with his dragons deepens, and his legend spreads like wildfire. Discord server: https://discord.gg/zbQwWCSCrn [A/N: This is a slow paced novel, don't expect the protagonist to suddenly start out overpowered and start dominating left and right, he will become an overlord of dragons, yes, but it will take time. (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)] Cover made by me /⁠ᐠ⁠。⁠ꞈ⁠。⁠ᐟ⁠\

Zurbluris · Fantasy
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354 Chs

Shattered Pride, Restored Loyalty

Their spears clashed again, but this time Alister felt a shift in the battle. He wasn't attacking randomly now—he was reading her, predicting her movements. He could see the slight tension in her legs before she struck, the way her grip tightened before a powerful swing.

He anticipated her next move—another low sweep—and instead of dodging, he blocked it cleanly, his footwork perfect as he countered with a thrust toward her shoulder.

Mar'Garet barely had time to parry, her stance breaking for just a second as she stumbled back.

Alister's confidence surged. "I think I've got you now."

She narrowed her eyes, but there was respect in her gaze.

The tide of the battle had turned.

The pace of the battle escalated as Alister began to assert himself. He leaped forward, thrusting his spear. Mar'Garet parried, but Alister quickly redirected, following up with a sweeping arc aimed at her legs.