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.
Spirit Child
Silas stood by the window in one of the guest rooms at the main family residence in Regis Estate and was staring outside absentmindedly.
It was already past midnight when he and Pheobe finished their talk about Kyran. Right after that, Silas went back to his room in a daze.
The truth, Silas was too shocked by the things he learned about Kyran. And his thought process kind of short-circuited when Pheobe showed Silas Kyran's recent photo.
The young man he saw in the picture was nothing like the skinny, weak teen on the bounty poster.
And based on all the accomplishments of Kyran, it dawned on Silas that any person would really admire him.
But what really shocked Silas was Pheobe's expression when she talked about Kyran. To him, it looked more than adoration of a relative.
'They're cousins, right?' Silas thought with a slight frown.