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

Kyran and Mimi returned to the dome using the same transportation array they used to go to the Courtenay Residence.

True Void, still sitting on Kyran's shoulders, stretched his body and yawned. He said, "That was exhausting! Using that arts is far more energy draining than fighting Sovereigns!"

Mimi looked furtively at True Void. She still could not fathom what kind of 'creature' this little armor was. Aside from this, 'it' would sometimes say things she could not understand. Just like now. What did he even mean about fighting 'sovereigns'?

Finally, Mimi turned her gaze on Kyran's back, who had not said a word to the little armor's ranting. She wondered if he was even listening.

Sensing Mimi's gaze on him, Kyran turned to look at her and raised his brows questioningly.

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