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 was instantly overcome with fear as several grim thoughts crossed his mind.

"Seriously, Void Halfling. Can't you warp outside her room? I know she's the first mistress, and it's fine for you to warp in her room. But you're not warping alone right now. I may be a weapon spirit and have no interest in human, but what if she's in the middle of getting dressed or even undressing? She's a young woman, you know. You haven't even bed her. She will be embarrassed if others see her naked apart from you!"

True Void's nonsense snapped Kyran out of his reverie.

"Stop talking nonsense. What do you even mean apart from me?" Kyran snapped at him.

"You don't have to be shy. You already saw her naked. Even held her in your arms when she was stark naked."

Kyran's frown deepened. "How did you know that."

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