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

Mannick stretched his right hand, and the massive bloodred greatsword blown away from Kyran's stomp flew back into his hand. He waved the greatsword to the side before heaving it up, resting its big hilt on his shoulder.

"A dark armor with a black panther mask, possessing monstrous strength. You are the culprit behind the Shaiha Ruins incident," Mannick said while eyeing the 'entity' below them.

The incident in the Shaiha Ruins was only known to a few higher officials of the Royal Army, including the Royal Family.

Templar Code's Commander, Tritus, submitted the report yesterday. When asked why he reported it only then when the incident happened weeks ago, he replied with:

"It was my men who got killed in that incident. I have to investigate what happened myself and find the bastard who did this."

It was clear how much Tritus loathed the perpetrator of the incident.

The Most Fateful Shield (3)