Lessyr

When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down.

The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped.

Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown.

A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him.

At least that's what most people thought...

"I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...."


Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.

Legacy of the Dark Sage

Royal Army Headquarters, inside the infirmary.


Jax clenched his fists as he looked at all the officers lying on the bed full of injuries.


When these people left yesterday morning, Jax expected it would take at least a few days before they returned. He also believed that when they returned, they would have accomplished their mission.


It never occurred to him that not even two days had passed and they already need to return with almost half of them including Vera severely injured. They even had to use the emergency transportation device to get all of them back without aggravating their injuries.


In the report submitted by Lieutenant Gianna, apart from 37 severely injured officers there were also three fatalities and one with unknown status, and that being Dior.


Dior was a promising talent under Jax's command. He was a strict man, but that was only because he was also strict with himself.


Spirit Contract