Genius Summoner Novels & Stories

Gen answered me and he wasn't looking straight at me. "You mean, I'm not real?" I asked her. I never thought I was fake. I know I am a real person. And how can I have someone who looks like me and worst, I even have a name? "Let me explain." I look like a groin. "I am the one who is responsible, why you are here? I can see the future and I saw myself dying from an unfortunate ambush on the day when Cayden and I are about to be married. I thought it was already the end, but I learned there is another me from a different world and I thought that would solve the problem so I did the last resort, and that is summoning you from earth to Pandora." He explained it to me and I just gaped. "If you re

Alpha Ken, the masked man who was probably also a werewolf, was the only summoner. Ken turned around. There was an air of serious around him as if to show that he meant no jokes.

Venya asked, her eyes narrowed in concentration from searching her memory, “I remember reading about summoners in our library.” “That is the gist of it yes,” Kiri replied. “Still sounds like necromancy,” Rex muttered, “Summoning defeated foes and such.” “Ah my dear, that is where we differ,” Kiri replied, nodding at Horken to begin dishing out boiled eggs, ham chunks and bread slices. “I do not raise the dead foe, I am able to summon that type of enemy, just one, and if killed or sent away, when I summon it again, their skin colour, gender and skill types will be different to the previous. They are also stuck at the skill level of that defeated foe as well, that’s why there aren’t many of ou

The alter served many purposes but in this instance it was used to test the bloodline of the child, if he wasn’t a pure Hunter then the alter wouldn’t even make the slightest reaction no matter what was done, apart from that it was used in testing one’s talent, after the person’s blood has been dropped at it’s very center the lines will light up with crimson light followed by the runes, the number of runes one was able to light up will correspond ones’ talent, lightening up three or less runes symbolizes poor aptitude, four to six runes symbolizes an average or normal aptitude, seven to nine runes symbolizes superb talents, ten runes symbolizes a genius, eleven talent runes symbolizes a rare

It is said that in 1962 when grandmother of Sunyi ---Sumila---rescued Wir Kindar---Sunyi's grangfather----who was pressed because he was surrounded by a thousand people. Sumila saved him armed with the bow and arrows. When Sunyi was a child and growing up, she's also used her bow and arrows for hunting. In 1997, Sunyi's younger siterr-Sapu Jagat-was able to take down Sang Pemimpin-the people who made her Jagrak-also use Sunyi's bow and arrows.

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

Whatever swordplay he chose would have to be ingrained in him and the sword he carried, and with his eccentricities—as Ariadne implied—he doubted the boy possessed the dedication required. “What of you?” Kilvic asked Moss. “Spell casting seems nice,” the boy said. “But I think I’ll be an invoker.” Ariadne barely concealed a chuckle. “…Now the class of summoner requires more will and reia than all other classes,” Tillaman was saying. “It requires a mage to hold a vast pool of reia as the demons they would summon would require a constant supply.” “But I thought demons draw the reia they use from everything around them,” one of the students asked. He was a small boy, perhaps the smallest in the

Avril Arke’s whole body was definitely aching. “Anaztasia and I never knew that the Death Summoners are more powerful than we thought.” He then holds his chest as the elemental werewolf Vesta continues to heal his deep wounds. “Death Summoners?” Avril then candidly looked at Rozelyn’s emerald eyes before replying, “Death Summoners are the spawns of the vicious entity that only goes by the name of the Blood Mistress. We never knew her real name. We even doubt that the Blood Mistress is only one person, to be honest.”

Speaking of powers, Professor Damaris told me that there is Seven Caste of Powers here in the Olympus, wherein people were ranked based on the level and contribution of their powers to the Olympus. The seventh is considered the lowest rank of all, and it is called the Summoning Caste. These are the people who can summon any kind of animals, creatures, beasts, and other living things in the Olympus. Through the power vested in them, they can understand, talk to, and command them. Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them.

It had been a quiet day for the most part, giving the Demon King time to practice Mindfulness. That was until that human’s voice came blaring into time and space. It was all erratic and…well plain chaos as her thoughts came streaming into his mind. He thought he would surely go mad if this continued. “Damon!” “My Lord?” “How is the search? Anything yet?” “Well…There is something.” Damon’s voice shook with uncertainty. “Genies who are bound to humans must grant them 3 wishes before they are released.”