Slumberin_Immortal

Second Awakening?

A System?

Having lost the battle of the Dark Catastrophe to the demons—spawns of the Dark Gods— humanity is given a chance at making things right once again.

Born as a twin into a family of high ranking talent awakeners, Damien Terrace is met with trouble when it is his turn to perform the ritual. After awakening the E-Rank Summoner talent, Damien loses everything to his twin.

Exiled by his father to perish away from them, Damien goes through a second awakening that changes the play field for him.

Ding!

[The God of Summons is furious and has blessed you with a system!]

[You have fused with the Mythics Summoning System—A system that only allows you to summon mythical beasts!]

[Obtain nineteen Magic Essence Cores to boost your core to the next level!]

[Slay 200 more demons to unlock another summon!]

Damien's only option is to evolve!


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A/N: I'd be happy to get feedback as this is my first book. This will show that I actually have readers. Thanks.

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SSS-Ranked Awakening: I Can Only Summon Mythical Beasts

The king placed a hand on the general's shoulder. "Double the patrols along our borders. Reinforce the garrisons in every town and city. And bring me a full report of Tarthale's defenses by dawn."

"As you command," the general said, bowing deeply.

As Rhaegor turned to leave, the king called after him. "One more thing. Send word to the Mercenary Guild. We will need every able-bodied warrior in the coming days."

The general hesitated for a moment before nodding. "It will be done, Your Majesty."

When the general departed, King Aythore sank back into his chair. The celebration in the grand hall continued, the nobles oblivious to the dark turn of events.

The king rubbed his temples, the weight of leadership pressing heavily upon him.

Eldham's fall was a stark reminder that no corner of the kingdom was safe. Asphade had known peace for years, but that peace was now shattering like glass.

Interruptions At The Ball II