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

In one of the claimed portals, surrounded by ruined buildings and roadways, one of the two mages in red and gray robes guarding it let out a shocked cry.

The mage beside him also looked at the portal before them in shock.

"How could it be...? It's too early for the portal to open!"

The portal before them, which used to emit black, misty swirls and hover silently in midair, was now crackling with activity— the swirling black mist was turning reddish-purple.

This was a sign that the portal was coming to life and that the Tower of the Ancients was finally opening.

The first mage recovered from his initial shock. He immediately looked at the second mage and shouted, "We need to report this immediately."

The Dragon Clan's Representatives (1)