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

Thorn's eyes widened as Kyran closed in on him in an instant and slammed a palm on his chest.

Thorn was caught off guard by Kyran's sudden attack and did not have the time to evade it.

Ladon, on the other hand, was surprised, not by Kyran's action but because he did not expect the latter to move faster than him.

Right after Kyran's palm struck Thorn's chest, he executed a swift retreat, narrowly avoiding a concentrated magic attack that sizzled into the spot where Thorn had just been. The attack, a product of a magic array above them, was clearly aimed at the latter.

Going back a few seconds, Kyran sensed the formation of the magic array and deduced its trajectory. He then realized that it was aimed at Thorn, which was why he pushed the latter out of the way.

Ambush