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Cursed As A Dragon God

Traversed are humans that were crossed over from the real world to a different world, that of magical properties. Traversed possess unnatural magical capabilities, even to those that are native to the world they ended up in. Some are either gifted with great magical and physical prowess while others are said to be cursed with strong abilities with immense drawbacks. Those native to Inferis believe that the Traversed were purposely pulled in from their worlds to this one, for one specific purpose; to act as fuel for a dangerous ritual that would bring about the end of the world. Once every few decades, a Traversed happens to be cursed with a Calamity; a magical attribute that imbues them with immense power capable of deciding the fate of Inferis. Lucian happened to be one of the unfortunate souls that were pulled in as a Traverse and was the unluckiest one to be granted the Calamity of the Dragon. The Dragon Calamity forced him to become one of the most powerful beings in Inferis, but he doesn't know how to control it or channel its true power, and many factions in that world are aware of it. Cursed with such power, Lucian must fight his way to get back to the Soul Gateway, the one-way ticket back to his world. [Cover is AI Art of One of The Characters that will appear after Chapter 20(Spoilerish) ]

Lunacia_Yujin · Fantasy
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133 Chs
#ACTION
#ADVENTURE
#ROMANCE
#R18
#MAGIC
#DARK
#OVERPOWERED
#TRANSMIGRATION
#TRAGEDY
#DRAGON

Wandering Octopus

Lucian was walking next to Michael when the Darklight Sorcerer stopped abruptly and extended his arm, hitting the Cursed One on the chest. 

"What?" Lucian said with a frown

Michael exhaled smoke from his mouth as he took the pipe out, "Something's wrong." He said as he looked down, "Do you smell that?" 

Lucian sniffed the air, "No." 

"Is your nose stuffed or something?" Michael said as he crouched down, "What good is your attuned senses when you can't smell this shit?" 

"What shit?" Lucian asked, this time scowling, "What's your problem?" 

They were walking down a path in the middle of a field, Brodin and Apha were behind them with Brutus. They had stopped and were looking at Michael, who was crouching down. The Sorcerer was placing his hand on the dirt, examining it closely.