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

"There is another thing you need to know," Nolan continued, not giving Kyran time to dwell on the matter of revealing his identity to the public.

Kyran looked at him apprehensively and asked, "If its going to give me another headache, can I hear it tomorrow?"

Nolan only raised an eyebrow at him and said, "Someone wants to meet with you. He said you know him."

Kyran raised his brows questioningly, "Who?"

"You think I'd bother to ask?" Nolan snorted.

Typical of Nolan not to care about the 'details.'

"He mentioned one of his colleagues came to visit but that the meeting did not go well. Now he asked to meet in person."

After hearing this, Kyran instantly thought of Loar. He then recalled a Sovereign of Dusk that appeared before them while they were on their way to the Regis Estate.

Meeting Again (1)