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

"Never mind," Kyran told the messenger after thinking it through. Using a door to go outside was only a pretense since he did not want to warp. Besides, even if he did not warp, he had other ways to leave the walls— like jumping over the wall. He only wanted to make sure there was no array or spell in place over the walls that would prevent him from doing so.

"Keep the gates closed no matter what," Kyran exhorted the messenger before turning to leave.

"T-That's… I can't promise that. If the commander or the Saint asked it to be opened..."

Kyran sighed inwardly. He did not stop to try and convince him to listen. In any case, he did not think the commander or the Saint would order the gates to be opened once he stepped outside. Besides, he planned to take the horde seriously. Thus, an accident where a beast breached his defenses and aimed for the walls was unlikely.

Beast Horde (3)