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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 Sanctum of Balance fell silent, the energies of the ritual dissipating into the air. Skully stood at the center of the platform, his bones glowing faintly with a soft, golden light. The Mark of the Ancient One was gone, replaced by a new rune—a symbol of balance and harmony.

"Skully?" I called, stepping closer. "Are you okay?"

He turned to me, his eye sockets glowing with a warm, familiar light. *"I'm… I'm fine, Master. Better than fine, actually. I feel… different. Lighter."*

I let out a sigh of relief, my knees buckling as the tension left my body. "It worked. The ritual actually worked."

Skully grinned, his jawbone clacking. *"Of course it worked. Did you ever doubt me?"*

I laughed, the sound echoing through the clearing. "Maybe a little. But you were amazing, Skully. You fought the Mark and won."

*"We won,"* Skully corrected, hopping onto my shoulder. *"This was a team effort, Master. I couldn't have done it without you."*

As we left the Sanctum, the forest seemed quieter, the whispers of the trees fading into the background. The wraiths were gone, their presence no longer a threat. It was as if the forest itself recognized the balance we had restored.

But as we made our way back to the academy, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was still off. The ritual had worked, but the Ancient One was a being of immense power. Would it really let go of Skully so easily?

Chapter 15: The Aftermath