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

Alta felt a surge of disorientation the moment she stepped inside the portal. She knew it would pass once she reached the other side, but as half a minute ticked by, she was still trapped in the swirling vortex. Her insides churned in protest, and a splitting headache threatened to overwhelm her.

"This... How come this portal feels different?"

Alta, still struggling with her disorientation, heard Leif's words. Her expression mirrored her own confusion, creating a shared sense of bewilderment.

Alta looked at Leif and could not help but ask, "Have you entered a portal going to the Tower of the Ancients before?"

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