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

Aki and Auto-one finally caught up to Kyran and stood behind him.

"Master... the young mistress..." Aki started.

"Go join them. And refrain from calling me master in front of them."

"Yes, mas— I understand," Aki replied before joining Ladon and Thorn.

Thorn had already arrived beside Cyneah and was asking if she was hurt anywhere.

"Thank you, Thorn. I am fine," she assured him with a slight smile. Now that she knew Kyran was there, she suddenly felt overly conscious while being surrounded by the opposite sex.

"It's my fault," Thorn apologized remorsefully as he lowered his head toward her. "I failed to see through her real intentions and allow myself to be caught up in her schemes."

"I-It's really fine. I did not get hurt," Cyneah assured him once more. "If anything, she mostly attacked you and Ladon..."

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