Legacy of the Dark Sage
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.
Armakea's Future
"I'll take us inside," Kyran said, pulling Cyneah closer. "You can direct the way."
"I-I— actually, w-we can try something that w-will allow you to see that person's light without m-me by your side," Cyneah stammered slightly. Though she had tried to ignore Kyran's proximity since earlier, it was affecting her concentration. Besides, his abyss-like aura was obstructing her field of vision. If he stayed too close, she could not make out of the scene before her that well.
"I-I can transfer my magic energy to your eyes," she explained before Kyran could ask for more details.
Kyran raised his brows, quite surprised at Cyneah's suggestion. However, he rejected it before she could elaborate.
"Transferring Soul magic energy directly into one's eyes will allow one to possess the ability to see those lights. This will work if it's another person, but I'm sorry. Since the target is me, it will not be a good idea."
"Why is that?"