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

Standing on the front deck of a ship prepared by the Courtenay Family for the Conclave was Kyran. His eyes were closed as several dark purple orbs circled him. Within the orb's surface were glowing runic writings overlapping each other.

Behind him stood Stella, disguised once again as a member of the Alchemist Association, and the rest of the Conclave Council members overseeing the joint military exercise since day one; Callan, Noir, Malia, and Vaness.

They all wore a concerned expression as they watched Kyran in silence.

Almost an hour had passed from when the baby Echidna released its frightening aura and shook the whole island, rendering every leader of the factions watching the event rattled.

As soon as it happened, the Courtenay representatives reinforced the barrier around the island and activated the ships' defensive array to protect everyone.

To what exactly, none of them had any clue then.

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