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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 · แฟนตาซี
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I´ll See You At The Rupture

Even if they were all curious, no one would try to get closer to the room and try to eavesdrop. After all, it was also useless to do so. 

Because from outside that place, no one could hear a word of what was said inside because of the Runes of silence that protected that place. 

Malcom and Wendy sat on the available chairs. They have been looking at each other silently for some time. 

The young Marked was expressionless, while Wendy was cold. 

"You are not surprised that I wanted to talk to you privately?" Wendy asked with narrowed eyes. She then added curiously, "What if this is a trap?" 

Malcom shrugged his shoulders before replying, "I don't think so. You won't really have the guts to try anything against me at this time when a lot of people know about me talking to you." 

"Whatever," Wendy responded after she snorted. 

He released a sigh and started to speak, "Wendy, you know, about your fa―"