Tomoyuki

Richard Huang, by bravely sacrificing himself, is given a new chance at life. In a world filled with technology so advanced that it is indistinguishable from magic, and overrun by monsters from another dimension. Following the footsteps of his adopted father, he enrolls in Jing Tian Magic Academy to become a summoner.

Wait, what? Summoning is not viable? The current meta is all about fast, aggressive burn spells or lockdown and control strategies? Getting defeated by swift combat techniques before I can summon my giant monsters?

...sucks to be me, I guess.

Warning: contains a lot of parodies of other stories (most noticeably Battle Frenzy) and fourth-wall breaking. If you hate Deadpool, you'll probably hate this story too.

Summoner Sovereign

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was the white ceiling of the infirmary. That was becoming quite the familiar sight by now, given this was the second time in as many days that I found myself back here.

Sitting up, I winced at the phantom pain that surged through my chest, even though I was aware that my injury had been fully healed by now. There wasn't even a scar left, courtesy of magic, but somehow the psychomatic pain continued to linger. It was probably a psychological thing.

Glancing around the hospital room, I then slumped back against my pillow. If I wasn't mistaken, I had lost the match against Charles Lacroix. Even though we were already 3-1 down, my defeat made it 4-1, and extremely difficult for us to claw our way back in the team match. The chances of us making it past the semifinals were looking very bleak.

Chapter 433: Elimination