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

Making full use of her ability, she evaded the vines that came after her from the magic array above.

The vines were nothing like those soft-textured plants. They were unbelievably sharp, and each time they missed, they pierced the floor, riddling it with holes.

'This is Chairman Malia's magic,' she thought, recalling the information she read about every council member of the Conclave. 'She's only a Grand Master, but she can actually summon her magic to a location far from her. Not to mention, her summoned vines are very sharp.'

Frankly, the use of magic attacks was supposed to be prohibited within the room's premises. It was how Kyran designed the room's array formation. However, in the oft chance that an enemy could bypass his array, he granted access to a selected few council members to use their magic inside. The array formation also included a formula that amplified the council member's magic.

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