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"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.

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[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\

Talent Awakening: Draconic Overlord Of The Apocalypse

Marcus leaned back in his chair, glancing at the monitor in front of him. "Well, folks, it looks like the Reapers are taking a short breather. While they catch their breath, why don't we check in on the others?"

The camera feed shifted, revealing the White Comets huddled around a holographic map, having a conversation.

"Oh, what do we have here?" Elena asked. "It seems the White Comets are now working out a plan of their own."

Marcus nodded, a touch of skepticism in his voice. "Can't blame them. They're currently rock bottom on the leaderboards. Not sure how they ended up there, but if they want any chance at claiming the top spot now, they're going to have to really bust their backs. Though, to be honest, it might already be beyond reach."

"Speaking of the top spot, the Reapers really outdid themselves this year."

Go Big Or Go Home White Comets