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

Suddenly, the surrounding sounds disappeared as a semi-translucent veil spread around Kyran, isolating him and the person before him.

The owner of the voice wore a long robe, and his or her face was hidden underneath its over-sized hood. Kyran could not determine the person's gender because it sounded like a woman, but might also be a young man. It was pretty much the same with Light's voice, although the latter had a deeper tone while the person in front sounded lighter.

"You seemed confident," the hooded person remarked with a slight tilt of its head. "Others who entered Isolation always panicked. Ah… right, I should not say always now that there is one exception."

Kyran disliked talkative enemies and would have loved to make this one shut up. Unfortunately, the Isolation mentioned by the hooded person restricted his movement.

Nescii