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

Everything in Kyran's vision turned white as the pain consumed his senses. He could no longer see anything, not the black sky or his hands supporting the shape-shifting plates earlier. All he knew was his whole body was on fire that even his bones felt they were already melting.

Amidst the searing white pain, the faces of each Regis clan member, as well as all the people that he did not know actually mattered to him, flashed through his mind.

Kyran suddenly recalled the words of one of his team members when he was still in military school. At a critical juncture of their exam, that person fell into despair because of the difficulty of their task. Then he suddenly said:

"My grandma said, when you face death, some of your memories with all the important people in your life will flash through your mind. I wonder if I'll get to see that before I die. If I can, I wish I could see Ms. Millie's smiling face at least."

True Void (2)