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.
Reuben's Decision
Kyran cleared his throat. He was the one who altered Tritus's character and had seen bits and pieces of his memories. There were far too many things Tritus had wanted to do that Kyran could somehow relate to, except their motives were different.
Everything Kyran wanted to do was to save his clan, while Tritus wanted to rule over the world.
"Going back to the topic," he said shifting their conversation back on track.
Tritus nodded and replied, " Apologies master. In addition to my answer, I think I may have an idea why you are hesitant.
"Max is an honest man, and he genuinely respects the dragons."
Kyran sighed after hearing Tritus. He already knew that and hoped Max would not affect his acceptance of the Sigil once he found out Kyran was not a dragon.
"I'm not sure if you've noticed but I am not a real dragon," Kyran said.