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

"Are you sure it's not because you underestimated me?" Kyran replied with a smile that did not meet his eyes.

The truth, when he warped all of them to his domain, he already knew someone else came with them. He could have warped them directly to his tower, but did not because of this stowaway passenger.

He had to prepare the tower's defenses in case the stowaway would not cooperate, after all. So while they were standing in the vast field, he was already working to change the tower's array.

Apparently, he was overly cautious, seeing how the stowaway had no intention of hiding further.

However, hearing that voice, Kyran could not let his guard down. After all, that was the voice who had spoken to him back at the cottage.

Kyran fixed his eyes on a spot a couple of meters above Ezra and Zuri's heads.

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