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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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Fear Me Not

Arthur had taken a few mental notes on the numerous weaknesses he'd developed over the years… the ones he noticed at least. He reckoned there were a few more he hadn't noticed.

Time with a sealed core had not been kind to him… and as a result, his skill had dulled considerably along with his physique. As clarified by his phoenix earlier, his cells were a lot weaker now than they'd ever been.

While he was still more powerful than the average phoenix, he was far weaker than he should have been.

The true measure of what he'd lost, however, was even harder to trace without a proper opponent. This was partly why he'd fought Brandon.

Arthur wanted to polish what he lacked… refine what he knew and restore what he'd lost.

His form… was flawed with minute imperfections here and there.