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 space behind Deus crackled and distorted, slowly revealing a crack in space. Soon after, a gigantic hand broke out from the crack, shattering the space like fragile glass.

Kyran, who heard Deus's remark before the fissure appeared, was momentarily stunned. He had heard about the Higher Realm before but never expected a day would come when he would come face to face with someone from there. More importantly, why would someone from the Higher Realm be interested in him?

No. That was a stupid question. The white-robed man had practically stated the reason he was after him.

This thought crossed Kyran's mind in but a breath's time, but that time was enough for the gigantic hand from the fissure to shorten the distance between it and him.

As soon as Kyran regained his composure, the gigantic hand was already upon him.

All Hell Break Loose (13)