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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]

Zurbluris · Fantasia
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296 Chs

In The Shadow Of The Dragon God

Some of his dark red scales emerged on his skin, adding to his imposing presence. This was General Vaelor Von Ember-Void, a larval dragon known for his intense aggression in battle.

"Enough..." he said, directing his words at Neli'raj.

"...you disgust me, filth."

Neli'raj's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic look. He straightened up, his posture shifting to a bow, a fake display of respect.

"I'm glad I was able to get to you, Vaelor. It's been too quiet around here lately."

Vaelor's eyes narrowed as the floor beneath them began to heat up, and he stepped closer to Neli'raj.

"Care to repeat that? You filth?"

Before things could escalate further, another general intervened. She moved gracefully, with silver hair, yellow eyes, and a pair of elegant white horns curving back from her head. This was General Elzora Von Seraph-Void, a celestial dragon.

"Enough, both of you," Elzora said.