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

Zephyr flew out of Hanaan with Cyneah. He did not stop even when they were already a hundred kilometers away.

"W-Where are we going?" Cyneah finally asked after remaining silent for some time.

She did not want to be burdened; thus, he refrained from talking after Zephyr assured her of Kyran's situation.

"As far away as possible," Zephyr replied.

Truthfully, he was unsure as well. He just wanted to get away from Hanaan. The reason was simple, he was a beast, and once they had a sense of danger, that feeling would remain until they were entirely sure they were safe. Right now, he did not feel safe even after leaving the range of the enemy's magic arrays. He did not even feel safe even when they were already a hundred kilometers outside of Hanaan. It felt as if danger was still following them.

"T-Then h-how about Nar?" Cyneah asked again.

Princess!