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

Nahir and Gidan's expressions turned grim as they saw a multitude of armored knights charging toward the battlefield from the west.

A handsome young man with shoulder-length blonde hair and green eyes led the charge. Like the rest of the knights, his armor was silver. The only difference was the golden half cape that hand on his right shoulder.

Nahir did not know the man, but Gidan did because they had clashed with his team a few times in their first few weeks at the border.

"That is Hohen, Captain of the first platoon under Gaham's leadership," Gidan said through grounded teeth. "I had wondered why I did not see him among the knights. Looks like he went to gather more knights."

Just when he thought they could finally turn the battle's tide in their favor, such a troublesome guy appeared and brought a whole company of knights along. It seemed this battle was far from over.

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