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Phoenix of Calamity

In a world overrun by supernatural creatures and magic, phoenixes are known to be 'extinct' creatures of a distant past that were commonly referred to as 'Creatures of Calamity' and yet, contrary to that belief, they were also known to be creatures of sublime peace and indomitable mental fortitude. Our main character, Arthur is one of two princes of the Phoenixes. Born into a race that must remain hidden, lest they risk losing their lives to their mortal enemies, the Dragons. As life in the castle becomes more 'suffocating', the prince sets his sights on something... interesting. Barthlorn School of the Supernatural: An elite academy meant to train only the best to fight the Dark Forces of the Supernatural. Hunters, Dragons, Shifters, Warlocks, Healers, Magic and so much more are to be found within the walls of the great School. With so much to learn and so little to lose by doing so, the prince seeks adventure within the walls of the Academy. Like all oblivious main characters, nothing prepares him for the adventures he will find at great school. Nothing prepares him for the strength of the bonds he creates there... and with those bonds comes the frailty of his race's most sacred secret. Revealing the existence of his kind could quite literally mean death for all phoenixes. ............................. PS. The cover photo is not mine.

kizitomayanja · แฟนตาซี
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A Cold Brush With Death

Torrents of mana flowed in from all corners of the room, spilling in great waves into the injured white-haired boy sitting in the hospital bed. 

A fierce wind blew inwards, influenced by the mana vortex's suction force.

While highly disrupted, the torrents weren't enough to send anything flying.

Instead, they created a state of unrest that demanded attention from anyone around. The closer to the boy the mana was, the brighter it shone, creating spiral waves that swirled around him and into his chest, finally resting within the depths of his gluttonous core.

The deputy headmaster lifted his sleeve to reveal silver gauntlets, however, before he could touch them, a hand gently squeezed his shoulder.

Looking behind, he noticed an old grey-haired man with frosty blue eyes standing behind him.

Headmaster Frost shook his head gently, "This is only but a tremor. Besides, I think he's about done."