Phoenix_Marco

Blurb: A reluctant farm boy discovers he is the vessel to an immense power capable of tipping the balance in the fight against the Dark King. 
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Synopsis: 
The world is in the brink of apocalypse, losing the war against the forces of evil. The last Gatekeeper died a century ago at the hands of the Dark King. What remains of the five great races of Mortals, Mages, Giants, Elves and Dwarves were hiding inside the walled city of Eldoria, the last stronghold of the living. When all hope was lost, the Gatekeeper, a Zodiac Prince vessel to the twelve primordial gods was reborn. The Zodiac Prince could tip the balance in the fight against the Dark King ONLY if he can control the power of the twelve great elemental spirits—a feat none of his previous incarnates were able to accomplish. 

Unbeknownst to many, the Dark King seeks the power the boy holds for his grand scheme to blanket the whole world in perpetual darkness.

Will he succeed where his predecessors have failed? 

Will he still fight for the great city of Eldoria when he learns that a dark secret hides behind its walls? And that everything he was lead to believe is not necessarily true.  
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Excerpt: It started with a voice, powerful and resonant, like the roar of a mighty lion. "Weak," it said, the word reverberating through the depths of my mind. "The new Gatekeeper is weak. What a waste." The voice was scornful, dripping with disdain.

The Zodiac Prince (Gatekeeper Saga)

The pandemonium that broke in the Merfolk Lake was overwhelming. The water churned with the frenzied movements of the Naiads, their nimble bodies darting through the murky depths with ease. The eerie clicks and hums of their coordinated communication filled the water. We were running out of mana, our breaths coming in ragged gasps as we struggled to fend off the relentless onslaught.

"You've got to be kidding me, there's just no end to them. They just keep coming no matter what we do," Bran exclaimed, his frustration is evident in his voice. His fiery temper was hyped up by the situation, but his exasperation was shared by all of us.

"They're too nimble in the water. Their movements are so coordinated and fast we can't even land a single hit," Haruno muttered, her voice tinged with despair.

Applicants around us were bubbling up to the surface, giving up the second hurdle one by one. Those who had run out of mana floated away, their faces etched with defeat.

Chapter 38 (The Twins)