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 very essence of Lucian's magic had a profound and piercing effect, which halted Coelus's corpse from extending its influence over Kyran. Without this intervention, Kyran would have remained ensnared under the magic energy's influence.

"You haven't completely regained control of your body," Aillos voiced his doubt.

"...I know how to win over it," Kyran replied. "But yes... you're right. If I don't act now, I'll probably only have an hour or two to stay conscious."

Aillos heaved a sigh, understanding what Kyran wanted to tell him.

They could discuss the matter about The Emperor now, but there was no telling when Coelus's corpse would take control of him again and lose consciousness. But if Aillos allowed Kyran to do what he had to do in order to win over Coelus's corpse, they would have to put on hold any matter relating to The Emperor.

Plan