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.
The hooded person stood in one of the floating patches of broken land outside the Somuli plane. Behind it, three similarly dressed figures gathered and observed the plane below.
From where they stood, they could see the whole expanse of Somuli plane. Apart from the constant twirling and sometimes intersecting rivers scattered all over the plane, Somuli was mostly made up of forest and woodlands, with some mountainous areas near the northern-east area. Somewhere in the middle of the plane, the chasm that made up the Great Divide could be seen even from above. This was proof of how deep and vast it was.
In between the northern-west area was the Kingdom of Cretea. Even above the plane, the kingdom's brilliance and the pillars surrounding it could be seen. At the same time, the territory of the Armakea in the southern area looked overwhelming compared to the territories of Cretea and Eidum.