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.
Special Constitution
"It's you?" Ladon and Thorn burst out, their expression turning ugly. The last thing they wanted was for this arrogant nobody to save their ass.
Kyran ignored the two and kept his attention to the woman, who writhed in pain while glaring daggers at him. At least he felt the woman glaring at him because of the piercing sting that seemed to seep into his body. He really could not say because her form was a little special.
After they got near the origin of the vibrations they felt earlier, Auto-one and Shaiha already sensed and confirmed the identity of the one who caused them— a remnant of the Ancients.
Kyran was not surprised by this development because he reckoned that if Shaiha hid and survived in the Tower of the Ancients, then the possibility of some Ancients doing the same was huge.