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

What happened after that went by in a flash.

After Kyran's stomp destroyed a considerable part of the battlefield, which sent the Armakea forces to fall through the crevices, they failed to regroup in a short time. The Eidums took this chance to retreat to the safety of their border.

But the Eidums did not relax. With Nahir and Gidan in the lead, they observed the Armakeans and kept their guard up. However, they did not attempt to launch a counter for fear of hitting the silver humanoid dragon and the other beasts that chose to side with him. They did not want to be subjected to his ire, especially after witnessing what happened to the Armakea forces.

On the other hand, some Eidums were left in wonder as they noticed the Abbot's absence. It was one thing not to see the Saint, but the Abbot was there just now. Where did he run off to?

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