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 could not help but wear a complicated expression after hearing the exchange between Myst and Raya. They were part of the Regis Special Force and knew the importance of hiding one's identity and avoiding speaking of things that could be used against oneself.

However, the exchange between the two clearly disregarded these. Besides, Raya killing the Boyd member who noticed Kyran's eye color was unnecessary.

'Could this be their way of intimidating their enemies?' Kyran wondered. 'By showing we won't hesitate to kill, they will cooperate more.'

In a situation where one of two opposing sides successfully dominated the other to continue showing their might. If not, the defeated side could regain their composure and find a chance to turn the situation.

Kyran had done this move quite a number of times, intentionally and unintentionally, especially when he intended to make the other side his Sigil.

Gathering (1)