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.
Don't Test My Patience
Zephyr stopped in his tracks when he sensed the masked man following him. He turned to look at the man with a slight frown and crossly asked, "What else do you want?"
Kyran chuckled at the apparent irritation in Zephyr's voice and shamelessly replied, "I have decided to take you as my pet, what do you think?"
Hearing Kyran's bold declaration, Zephyr growled, his reptilian dark red eyes flashing menacingly.
"Don't test my patience, human. Scram!"
"Are you sure you want to talk to me in that way?" Kyran asked while stopping three meters in front of Zephyr.
He stood with his feet firm on the ground with hands on his hips. His stance alone exudes dominance that made Zephyr scowl in annoyance.
"Humph!" Zephyr scoffed while imitating Kyran's stance. "I'll talk to you in any way I like. Though I admit I fear your strength, in the end, you are still a human."
"Hm," Kyran replied with a nod.