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

The moment Kyran appeared before the three newcomers, they closed in on him at the same time.

All three already had their Divine Armaments summoned: a diamond longsword, dual nunchaku, and a flaming whip. The one using the flaming whip, whose body structure suggested she was female, rushed at Kyran from the right, while the former two rushed in from the left, and the middle respectively.

The female aide flicked her wrists and whirled the flaming whip above her head before swinging it at the Imon-spawn. An air-splitting sound filled the air as the flaming whip came forward, seemingly after the latter's leg.

At the same time, the aide coming from the middle, spread out his arms and struck the dual nunchaku. The nunchaku's chains extended, with their end going straight at the Imon-spawn forearms.

Acquisition (19)