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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. [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\ [WSA 2024]

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Clash

Anya cracked her knuckles, rolling her shoulders as she stepped forward, a confident grin on her face.

"Everyone, stand back, I'll handle him alone."

Some of her guild members exchanged glances, but eventually, they all replied, "Understood, Guild Master."

Ignoring the voices behind her, Anya kept her eyes locked on Spade, who stood motionless. She took a deep breath and began to approach him. She then slowly began to pick up her pace, her grin remained on her face, the thought of fighting a strong opponent excited her.

Just then Spade narrowed his glowing yellow eyes. He then raised his hand, his claws emerging slightly and glowing with his golden mana, as he pointed a single finger to the floor and then waved.

"Void Rend."

His hand flared up with his crest, far brighter than before as he put in more mana than he used earlier.

BOOM!