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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 Shardspire Mountains were unlike anything I'd ever seen. Jagged peaks of crystalline rock jutted into the sky, their surfaces reflecting the sunlight in dazzling patterns. The air was thin and cold, and the ground was littered with shards of crystal that crunched underfoot.

"This place is… beautiful," I said, my breath visible in the cold air. "But also kind of terrifying."

*"Terrifyingly beautiful,"* Skully corrected, hopping off my shoulder to examine a particularly large shard. *"Look at this, Master! It's like the mountain is made of diamonds."*

"More like razor blades," I muttered, carefully stepping over a cluster of sharp crystals. "Watch your step. One wrong move, and you'll be sliced to pieces."

Skully chuckled, his rune glowing faintly. *"Good thing I'm already in pieces."*

As we climbed higher, the terrain grew more treacherous. The wind howled around us, carrying with it the faint sound of whispers. At first, I thought it was my imagination, but Skully noticed it too.

*"Do you hear that?"* he asked, his eye sockets narrowing. *"It's like… voices."*

I nodded, my unease growing. "Yeah. But where are they coming from?"

The answer came when we reached a narrow ledge overlooking a vast chasm. Below us, the crystals glowed with an eerie light, and the whispers grew louder, echoing from the depths.

"This place is giving me the creeps," I said, gripping my staff tightly. "Let's find the Prism and get out of here."

Skully nodded, his rune glowing brighter as he scanned the area. *"I think it's close. The energy here… it's strong."*

We pressed on, the whispers growing louder and more insistent. Finally, we reached a massive stone door covered in intricate runes. The Prism of Harmony was inside, but the door was sealed by powerful magic.

"How do we open it?" I asked, studying the runes.

Skully tilted his head, his rune pulsing in time with the runes on the door. *"I think I can figure it out. Stand back."*

He placed his bony hand on the door, his rune glowing brighter as he channeled his energy. The runes on the door began to shift, their light pulsing in time with Skully's rune.

*"Got it!"* Skully said, grinning as the door began to open. *"Told you I was useful."*

We stepped inside, the air thick with the scent of ancient magic. The Prism of Harmony stood at the center of the chamber, its light refracting into a rainbow of colors. But as we approached, the ground began to shake.

"What's happening?" I asked, my voice trembling.

*"I think we triggered a trap,"* Skully replied, his eye sockets widening.

The walls of the chamber began to shift, revealing hidden passages filled with glowing crystals. From those passages emerged **Shard Guardians**, creatures made of living crystal, their forms shimmering with light.

"Skully, we need to grab the Prism and get out of here!" I shouted, casting a barrier spell to protect us.

*"On it, Master!"* Skully replied, darting toward the Prism.

But the Shard Guardians were fast, their crystalline forms reflecting our spells back at us. Skully dodged their attacks, his agility saving him from certain doom, but the Guardians were relentless.

"Skully, hurry!" I shouted, my voice filled with urgency.

Skully reached the Prism, his rune glowing brightly as he grabbed it. The moment he did, the chamber began to collapse, the walls crumbling around us.

*"Time to go!"* Skully shouted, clutching the Prism as he ran toward me.

We bolted for the exit, the Shard Guardians hot on our heels. The ground shook violently, the ceiling collapsing behind us as we ran. We barely made it out before the entrance collapsed, sealing the chamber behind us.

"We did it," I said, panting as we stood on the mountainside. "We have the Prism."

Skully grinned, his rune glowing faintly. *"Told you we'd pull it off, Master. Now let's go save the world."*

Chapter 22: The Shardspire Mountains