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... Before he could even process what he had just experienced, a cascade of messages appeared before his eyes, projected by the System.

[You have read "Book of Draconic Runes - Chapter I"]

[Synchronization Initiated...]

[Progress: 10%... 50%... 100%]

[Basic Runes Detected]

[Your lineage has activated initial compatibility with the Draconic Language.]

[Assessing potential...]

[You have learned Basic Draconic Language.]

[Warning: Due to ...

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