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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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The Berserkers Part Two

The battlefield was filled with the sounds of clashes, roars, and the slicing of metal through dryad bark.

Thorin was grinning wildly, each of his massive fists smashing into the twisted creatures with enough force to shatter rocks.

Halzor charged around the battlefield like a lightning bolt, delivering crushing blows with his gauntlets, his red eyes glowing with excitement.

Ivy remained near the ruined fountain, her eyes still fixed on the holographic screen.

"Hey Ivy," Thorin called out as he delivered a crushing kick to a dryad that had been trying to creep up on him.

He turned, wiping his brow with the back of his hand, though he didn't seem tired in the slightest.

"How are our scores looking? We gotta be leading, right?"

Ivy lazily shifted her eyes from the screen to Thorin. She gave a small sigh, then looked back at the screen, swiping through a few stats with a flick of her finger.