The Sorcerer of Xezath

I was thirteen when I wrote this book, and I'm currently sixteen, which means this book is basically three years ago. I'm going to rewrite this at some point of my life, and I'm warning you. . . This book basically rocks (they said) but its written by my amateur self, which means grammar spelling mistakes (a few they said) and everything. Thank you.

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Sometimes, having some sort of super freaking powers seems cool. Really, very, cool, especially for a twelve year old like me. Seriously, it feels like finally being allowed to eat your burger with a mustard. . . But, when this super freaking powers appeared at the time when, you're stuck, in the middle of everything weird, then, I tell you-- That's absolutely bad.

You can't just have these abilities. Every power comes with a purpose. And if that purpose, is living in the hidden world of gods, and monsters, of Greek, and Egypt, then I swear, you're not gonna like it . . . You'll terribly wish you didn't have those powers.

Maybe, it all started with a party. Then there were monsters. . . Then there were gods. . . Then there was me. Daniel Third.

Three days ago, I kill ants. . . And now I kill gods.

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Highest Ranking in Fantasy : #6
Highest Ranking in Adventure: #8

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Copyright © 2012 by J.A.S Sacdalan (ChaosSeeker)
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Revising Schedule: March 2015