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 knew Gael did not suggest investigating Howling Pass, believing Cyneah might be there. Since it was more or less established that she was at the place where the old man asked him to go— unless the latter wanted him to go to 'Howling Pass'— there was no need to look for her there.

Thus, Kyran knew Gael suggested that place while thinking of the missing people in the Human plane.

'Do you recognize any of them?' Kyran asked, suddenly realizing a problem.

If those 'complete beings' were really from the Human plane and ended up here after accidentally entering a rift, could Gael have 'eaten' some of the Conclave's people?

Kyran felt an incoming headache at this possibility.

Gael shook his head, 'No one. If you want to ask if there were anyone from the Conclave or Mannick's people, I don't think so. These people are pretty old compared to them.'

Great Divide