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

"Heh," Kyran sneered as he tilted his head while looking at Byron. "How honest of you to answer my question directly."

"Ehehe," Byron grinned and stupidly scratched the back of his head. "Well, you are the Void Master after all. Anything the Blue Lotus does is for you Master."

With a slight twitch of his brow, Kyran closed his eyes and suppressed his urge to scold Byron. Getting this big guy to understand he was not the Void Master he was talking about was getting repetitive, and he hated repeating himself time and again.

'Ignore it for now,' Kyran thought, his expression turning solemn because of what Byron just said.

"Why would the Blue Lotus go through all these for the Void Master?" He asked.

Hearing Kyran ask this question, the grin on Byron's face slowly turned serious. He straightened his back and looked at Kyran.

"Of course it's because my employer's ancestor is your-."

Kyran shifted while taking a deep breath.

Gael's Plans