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.
While Cade was immersed in studying the ancient ruins, the hall started to change. The hallway vanished and instead, it looked as if he along the metal door had been transported into a very dark room.
Calling it a dark room might be an understatement. Due to the darkness, it was hard to determine whether there were walls or a ceiling beyond the darkness. Apart from the area where Cade was sitting cross-legged, everything else was pitch black.
Previously, when Cade was still in the hallway, faces on the walls, which were made of runes, observed him in silence. Now, these faces were still there. But instead of appearing on walls, which the room likely did not possess, they were all hovering in midair, creating a circular barrier around Cade.
As Cade's understanding of the ancient runes around the metal doors deepen, the layers of faces made of runes increased. Each time a layer was added, it add more light to the darkness.