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

"Well… I suppose you're not completely off the mark but…" Kyran looked at the Abbot incredulously while scratching his head. "How'd you even come up with that?"

"Gidan told us about the silver humanoid dragon. He was convinced you are related to that person, but I think otherwise. Azikh and Nahir probably think so, too."

Kyran planned to tell the Abbot the truth about his Void magic, but was not really keen on revealing he possessed two Ancient magic. The last thing he wanted was for the old man ending up with a heart attack before he could help him ascend.

But then again, complete beings technically are devoid of illness, thus, the old man might not receive a heart attack if he told the truth.

With a sigh of resignation, Kyran replied, "My magic is Void. And about that silver humanoid dragon… well… Let's talk about that another time, shall we?"

Another Way to Remove the Pact