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

In last night's banquet, Kyran's interest was piqued by the Earth Dragon Tribe more than the others. One reason for this was their massive frame and solid aura. After the banquet concluded and almost all the young talents requested a spar against him, he looked forward to crossing hands with the Earth Dragon Tribe's young talent. He did not expect his wish to be granted as soon as he appeared in the arena.

That was fine with Kyran because he wanted to fight their young talent while both were in their peak states. Otherwise, he would not be able to determine whether his attack was effective against the Higher Realm's combat mage standards.

The Earth Dragon Tribe's young talent stood before Kyran as imposingly as he had seen at last night's banquet. Actually, he looked even more imposing now that they were facing each other.

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