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The Summoner: Break The Alpha Curse

Thea Ilaria Maven, 20, in her entire life never knew that she had the power of a summoner. Since capturing many oddities in the entire history books about the land of Alras 1122 years ago, when the Xaera Kingdom fell into the hands of barbarians and hunters, Thea has a very high obsession with the fact that everyone may hide about the war referred to as the Battle of Blind Justice. Also, a painting that turns out to have magical powers is predicted to be the place of the alpha's soul; the prince who lost the war was trapped. That day when she visited the art gallery and found a painting that had intrigued her so long ago, she managed to summon the Alpha who was in the painting. The Alpha is a cursed crown prince. He suffered defeat in his war, 1122 years ago. In the painting, each object slowly disappears, the barbarians and the hunters who are the opponents of the Alpha. After returning to the world was completely changed. Unlike the world that The Alpha occupied at that time, he was faced with various kinds of problems. One of them, even if he doesn't like it, must kill Thea; the girl who broke the curse that shackled him thousands of years ago. They thought the war was over. But, unfortunately, it is not completely over yet. The barbarians who were enemies of the Alpha, one by one out of the painting and appeared in front of the Alpha. The barbarians again came to continue the war that was not over yet. They even continued to persist in the war. With Thea by his side, The Alpha dared to continue to fight the barbarians. They have to clean up the mess. The world today is not safe for the whole people of the land of Alras. *** Instagram: @_d_r_o_s_s_ Twitter: @dianross__

DRoss · Fantasy
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155 Chs

Siblings Conflict

Joe awoke from a sleep that seemed much longer than before, with a dream that had not appeared in a long time. Several times Joe rubbed his face and neck furiously as he recalled some unusual things he had found in his subconscious.

After washing his face, Joe rushed to his parent's house to meet his father and talk about dreams related to his past. Because only HIS father knows what happened and all kinds of things related to it.

Luckily Elias was awake and was sitting leisurely in the backyard. Elias spoke to his owl, closed eyes in a silver cage in front of him.

Slowly Joe brought a wicker chair from the terrace and carried it to Elias' right side for him to use to sit with his father.

In three seconds, Elias turned his head and saw Joe's face look irritated. "You're not like yourself, son," he said, guessing instead of reading his son's mind without permission.