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

Kaleel cursed as he retreated to the other side of the chasm wall. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him without looking back to check if those black things were still after him. Because he knew they were, and if he hesitated even a quarter of a second, he would end up like Sekir.

A few hours ago, Captain Hohen tasked him and Sekir to scout the location ahead of time and intercept any outsiders they come across.

The decision behind their mission was not random, though Prince Achim and his people were unaware of it. It was not mutiny that made them hide this from the Prince. After analyzing the third party that helped the Eidums in the last two raids, they decided to add precautionary measures.

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