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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 · ファンタジー
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Between Pride And Power

Alexei then began to slowly walk up to Kaelan, his voice filled with disdain as he spoke, his sword swung over his shoulder.

"I don't know what you think you're up to. Maybe you're possessed. Either way, I honestly don't care anymore."

"Since you can't even use the fundamentals of our clan's arts, you've become a stain upon the pride of our clan, and I shall now gladly rid our bloodline of the disgrace of your incompetence."

He slowly raised his great sword overhead. The rune markings around it glowed brightly, and the blade seemed to glow as well, as if becoming sharper.

Kaelan's thoughts raced as he processed his words. Time seemed to slow down as he did.

'Fundamentals?'

'Clan arts? Of course, there's something I'm doing wrong. Now that I think about it, I remember how Darven used to move.'

'There was a strange way he moved his tail whenever he ran, placing it on opposite sides of his body with each step forward.'