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.
Dimension (9)
'W-What is this...? W-Why does this voice... sound so familiar...?'
True Void did not understand why he could hear the silhouette's voice in the mirror. Apart from that, the voice was familiar. Where did he hear it before? Why was he the only one that could listen to it?
RETURN TO ME....
'...I...'
...I... HAVE WAITED... FAR TOO LONG...
'...'
True Void's body started to move as if in a trance. As the voice only he could hear filled his ears, something within him stirred, and it intensified with each passing moment.
..iiir!
YES... THAT IS RIGHT.... COME...
True Void was far from the mirror, making it unsurprising if he encountered disruptions on his way. Meanwhile, everyone else present— including the shield-wielding automatons guarding The Emperor, The Emperor's companion and Ruin, the armored female mage, the winged automatons, and even Cyneah— was preoccupied and appeared to have overlooked True Void's presence.
No.