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Evan Draycott had big dreams of becoming a legendary summoner. He imagined summoning a dragon, a phoenix, or at least a wolf with a cool scar. Instead, he got… Skully. A knee-high, lopsided, talking skeleton with a knack for mischief and an ego bigger than his tiny frame.  

At first, Evan thought his summoning ritual was a disaster. But Skully isn’t just any skeleton—he’s a cunning, resourceful, and oddly overpowered little guy with a mysterious past. Together, this unlikely duo embarks on a journey filled with humor, chaos, and unexpected triumphs.  

From sneaking into forbidden libraries to outsmarting arrogant summoners, Evan and Skully prove that even the smallest summon can cast the longest shadow. But as their adventures grow more dangerous, Evan begins to wonder: What exactly *is* Skully, and why does he seem to know so much about ancient magic?  

Join Evan and Skully in this hilarious and heartwarming tale of friendship, strategy, and bone-chilling antics. After all, greatness doesn’t always come in the biggest package—sometimes, it’s just a tiny skeleton with a big mouth and an even bigger plan.

My starting summon is OP

The next morning, I woke up to find Skully sitting cross-legged on my desk, fiddling with a piece of chalk. It had drawn a crude but surprisingly accurate map of the academy grounds on the wooden surface.

"What are you doing?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

*"Planning our route to greatness!"* Skully declared, pointing at the map with its shorter arm. *"First, we'll sneak into the library and steal—er, borrow—some advanced summoning manuals. Then, we'll raid the alchemy lab for potion ingredients. And finally, we'll challenge the academy's top summoner to a duel!"*

I stared at it, dumbfounded. "You do realize you're a foot-tall skeleton with no muscles, right?"

Skully puffed out its chest (or where its chest would have been if it had one). *"Size doesn't matter, Master. It's all about strategy! And I've got plenty of that."*

Before I could argue, Skully hopped off the desk and marched toward the door, its tiny bones clattering with every step. Against my better judgment, I followed. Maybe, just maybe, this little skeleton had a plan.

Chapter 2: Skully’s Hidden Talent