You Stole My Dragon, I Awakened a God

I stood beneath the binding altar of Ironhaven Academy, the air heavy with the scent of cold stone and anticipation. The instructor scanned the parchment. "Cale Voss." I stepped onto the platform. The four obsidian pillars erupted, bathing the altar in a blinding, white-hot light.

In this world, beasts ruled the wild, and humanity survived by binding them. Today, my destiny would be carved in stone. I pressed my palm to the crystal orb. “Come forth,” I whispered. “The beast that is mine.”