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I'm The supreme Fairy King

-Please make sure to check my other novel: MY SOLO SYSTEM- In a world ruled by magical beings; dragons, krakens, vampires, giants, werewolves, foxes... etc. Humans were the weakest in the world's order. It's a story about a sixteen years old human youth, called Jim, who was cursed his entire life after failing in some sort of a test. In one destined day he had his own powers uncovered to him by a mysterious voice in his head. And since this moment he started a new chapter of his life! He will go to the Fairy Academy and discover more about his powers, make friends and many rivals, plus a lot of enemies. Amidst all this, his legend will be born, as the new Fairy King of this age. Release Schedule: Two chapters per day - Increased by more if it reached a rank in the New Ranking. ________________________________________ "It's a bright purple sunny day; a good day to die." 'Run!' "What?!" Jim heard his inner voice softly whispering like a withering daylight at the altar of night. He shook his head, glanced around him while not moving an inch. "I can't run, they will kill me if I do!" 'You will die if you stay- run!' ________________________________________ Join the Discord Server Via this Link: https://discord.gg/kky7xhkc5Q

ranmaro · Fantasie
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The Warrior Summoning Array

Inside the secret realm, Jim didn't know about any of this.

The moment he took the array design from Hector and sent the latter out, he started studying and memorizing it deep into his mind.

'You don't need to be this vexed over this,' the old man said in a bored tone, 'you can engrave these over any wall you want.'

"No, it's best for me to memorize it."

The two circles or the five long lines inside weren't a hurdle for him. However those letters were. Each letter had a unique shape, specific curves, lines, and even dots for each one.

And he didn't notice any similar letters or ones repeated there.

"Fifty-five symbols... That's quite the number," Jim slowly said while feeling lost at some point. "What language is that?"

'It's not language,' the old man said, 'these are rune letters.'

"Then it's a language," Jim said, "what do these letters mean anyway?"