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.
Miscalculation (7)
Not wanting to miss the chance to buy Kyran's items and also form a connection with the alchemist who created them, Reynard was quick to choose the final card he could use in negotiations.
Returning Kyran's faint smile, Reynard replied, "You may not be short on money and items, but you may find something useful... at least, I believe we have some things in store that may pique your interest."
Kyran tilted his head. His expression showed slight interest.
Seeing such an expression from the young man before him, Reynard smiled and continued, "If you agree to sell your items to the Crepuscule Clan, then I will show you what the clan can offer. Would you like to enter the Crepuscule's Treasure Vault? You may choose anything you find interesting, and we will assess its quality versus the ones you have."
Kyran raised his brows and looked at Reynard curiously.