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

Cyneah's idea seemed farfetched, and she could not properly determine why she was convinced it was the case. In the first place, Kyran suffering a similar condition from when his Void magic acted up before did not mean he was suffering now with his Draconic magic. Nonetheless, a part of Cyneah believed it was the case. She could not put it into words, but if she considered Ames's behavior earlier, and why she decided to meet the Dragon Emperor because of Kyran's condition, then whatever it was he was going through had something to do with them, dragons.

"Dinner will be served soon, Young Mistress," Myst informed Cyneah after preparing the coach. He looked at him and asked, "Will you dine downstairs, or will you prefer to have your dinner here?"

The master bedroom had a tea table set near the balcony so Cyneah could have her dinner there. The table might be small to serve dishes, but since she would be dining alone, it was more than enough.

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