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

Vaness looked at Hugh, Malia, and Noir. The three, in turn, nodded their heads.

"This next one, we believed is something we need to understand. However, we will respect your decision not share it with us." Vaness continued.

"How sure are you that you will succeed in getting used to your magic in two days? Especially your ability to warp. We understand that it is a crucial part of your plan to travel a long distance, in a short period of time."

"I understand your concern. Unfortunately, I can't give you an answer. Not that I don't want to sure but it's because I don't know the answer either. I'm not going to give you false hope," Kyran answered.

Immediately the expression of the council members turned solemn.

"You don't have to worry. I don't plan on failing, but if in case I did, I still have another way to travel. I'm not going to do something without a backup plan," Kyran assured them.

What I Need