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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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Flawless, Yet Flawed

In the grand meeting hall of the Li family estate, the atmosphere was thick with tension, a palpable weight that filled the expansive room. The moonlight streaming through the high arched windows did little to soften the darkness that clung to the space like an unsettling presence.

Lord Han Li sat at the head of the mahogany table, his eyes distant but simmering with fury. Across from him, his son Jian Li stood rigid, while Liang sat with a cold, emotionless expression, as if the tension in the room didn't even reach him.

The heavy silence was shattered by the sound of Lord Han slamming his fist onto the table.

"Kai... dead," he growled, the words barely escaping through gritted teeth. "My grandson, gone, because of some random bastard summoner?"

"You must be joking!"

"How dare that mere summoner go against my family!"

"It must have been one of his dragons. That's the only explanation. He's insulted me. Devouring a member of my bloodline."