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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

Terra adjusted her glasses, a small smile gracing her lips as she stepped forward confidently.

"It is my pleasure to serve you, my Lord."

Alister nodded, then extended one claw. Ether crackled around it, encasing his hand in a brilliant golden glow.

With his other hand, he turned his palm upward and, with a swift motion, sliced it open. His blood began to flow freely, shimmering faintly with a golden hue.

Willing a pristine white quartz bowl into existence with a flick of his hand, he let his blood flow into it until the bowl was filled.

The golden liquid glimmered as though alive, radiating his golden Ether.

With a wave of his finger, the bowl hovered toward Terra. As it floated, Alister spoke.

"Take this to all the dragon kin. Let them drink. This is my way of welcoming them into my family. Claiming them as mine with my blood."

The Sixth Dragon General