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

A transport ship from one of the neutral merchant clans in the Higher Realm hovered a few thousand kilometers from the Blade Dancer Clan's Immigration Office.

The clan it belonged to owned a plane a few hundred million miles from the Blade Dancer Clan, which was why they could easily travel there without using the portals from a Junction Port. Besides, they carried large crates full of merchandise that could not be quickly cleared in the ports. Thus, it was best to go to the Blade Dancer plane directly.

With a trade history spanning hundreds of years, the merchant clan had established not just a relationship with the Blade Dancer Clan but a deep and enduring bond of trust and mutual benefit. This history of stability and reliability meant that their documents were usually approved faster than those of newcomers or those yet to establish a good relationship.

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