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Meet Kieran, a 12-year-old street urchin with a secret - dark powers and even darker dreams. Haunted by the memory of his sister Sara's tragic death at the hands of a noble, Kieran is determined to dismantle the nobility's oppressive power structure that allowed her killer to go unpunished. His goal: create a world where the powerful can no longer harm the vulnerable without consequences.

When he stumbles upon Wells' mysterious grimoire, Kieran forms an unexpected bond with an ancient entity, gaining formidable abilities at a dangerous cost - his own life force. As he grows stronger, he becomes determined to master this entity, seeking a way to rewrite the terms of their arrangement and keep the power without paying the ultimate price.

Juggling life as an assassin in the shadows, he eventually earns a spot at the prestigious Academy. Behind its hallowed walls, he hunts for forgotten knowledge that might free him from the parasitic bond while maintaining access to the dark powers he needs for his mission.

Using clever tricks to hide his true abilities from professors and peers alike, Kieran carefully navigates the very institution that trains the elite he despises. By day, he studies ancient texts and rare magic; by night, he strikes from the darkness, targeting corrupt nobles one by one.

But as his life force continues to drain and the darkness within him grows, a haunting question emerges: In his quest to change the world and master forbidden magic, will he survive long enough to see his vision realized, or will the very powers he sought to control ultimately consume him?

Villain With A Side Quest

Kieran's breath came fast and shallow as he sidestepped another strike, the razor-thin edge of Diana's dagger slicing through the air where his ribs had been a heartbeat ago. The freezing aura surrounding the weapons made the air crackle, and even though she hadn't landed another hit, the cold was beginning to seep into his limbs, slowing him down.

Diana's expression remained unreadable, but Kieran could sense the change in her. She wasn't attacking recklessly—she was testing him, measuring his stamina, waiting for the right moment to land a decisive blow. Every flick of her wrist sent another lethal arc of ice cutting toward him, each one perfectly controlled.

But Kieran wasn't playing her game. He kept his movements sharp, unpredictable. He knew better than to fight for dominance in a battle of endurance—because **he was already losing that battle.**

Ice Mage Challenge 2