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The Hunter's Mark

Three thousand years ago. The seven most powerful magicians in the world, The Sacred Virtues, sealed the evil Four Horsemen by using the magic power of sixteen people. Three thousand years later. Humans continue to choose sixteen people who will sacrifice their magic to keep the evil sealed. Malcom is one of these ‘lucky’ people as soon as he was born. Because of being chosen as the bearer of the Mark, Malcom could only use a part of his magic. How could he then live normally when everything in the world requires magic to function? He was considered weak, thus became a social outcast. Tired of being mistreated and humiliated, Malcom fights to prove his true worth. But things get even more complicated when fanatical Horsemen worshiping fans begin kidnapping the Marked people like him… *** Author's Note: 3 chapters or more every Friday 100 Power Stones = +1 Extra ch/week 300 Power Stones = +2 Extra ch/week 700 Power Stones = +4 Extra ch/week 1000 Power Stones = +7 Extra ch/week Extra chapters will be published at the end of each week based on the power stones earned that week. Want to sponsor an extra chapter? Send a gift of 1000 coins and you will also get a shout out. Thank you!

slevink · Fantasy
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On his face, if one looked closer, one would notice that the man had the close teeth of a dragon while his eyes were completely covered in black except for the orange part that showed his long eyes.

He also has a strange black crown covering his face where his long hair grew up to the waist. His back was covered by the same armor, and two dark wings appeared. The wings really resemble a true dragon, and it was huge enough that it was capable for one to rise from the ground without problems. 

"I will not be more merciful! What you did was an offense, and now you will pay for it!" He declared while looking at them. The murderous evil air coming from him was very potent that it almost became a visible aura. 

With Victor's thirst for blood exploding, all those who were not Virtue felt that pressure deep in their heart, to the point, that they grew cautious, and their desire to fight disappeared completely.