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

Before the Material Gathering event began, there was a commotion at the Royal Army's tower.

A trumpet sounded, and then a loud voice reverberated, saying, "Salute, the Ylfaen Empire's Emperor and Empress, have arrived."

Upon hearing the announcement, Kyran and the rest turned toward the Royal Army's tower.

The rest of the people in every tower did the same.

A platform was built at the tower's center, where two high chairs were placed.

Kyran watched as the Emperor, wearing a red royal robe, assisted a woman who appeared to be wearing a similarly red royal robe. The woman had a dark shade of brown hair compared to the Emperor, and from a distance, one could not fully determine the color of her eyes, but Kyran could tell her eyes were not blue.

The Visitor (1)