Zurbluris

"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

The humans on the ground screamed in confusion and horror as the skies darkened, a sickly green mist descending upon them like a vile shroud of death.

The poison wyverns descended upon them.

"Where in hell did these wyverns come from?" a man shouted in fear and confusion as he witnessed the mist from the wyverns' maws practically melt the armor, flesh, and bone of a colleague.

His eyes widened in fear, and he frantically began to wave his sword in the air, as if it might discourage them from attacking him.

But, as anyone could guess… it was pointless.

His entire upper half, from the waist up, was soon ripped off by one of the wyverns. His body and skull were crushed in an instant as the creature crudely chewed and swallowed.

"Wyverns?!" another cried, his eyes wide.

"We weren't told these creatures had flying beasts!"

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