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.
Convalesce (9)
True Void had an unsettling glint in his eyes that those familiar with him would find strange and uncomfortable. Yet, this glint faded shortly, making it seem like it was merely an illusion. Shortly after that, his eyes regained clarity.
'Where...?' he wondered, still slightly disoriented, and touched his head.
'?'
Taken aback at seeing a proper hand when he lifted it, he stopped midway from touching his head. Following that, memories of what had happened before he lost consciousness flowed into his mind.
The Macabre Glacier attacked True Void while he was pretending to be the original Void Master, so his appearance still resembled Kyran's disguise used in the Crepuscule Auction House. Thus, it was not strange for him to have 'human-like' hands.
Remembering this, True Void gruntled in embarrassment.
Had he been so used to using the miniature Void Armor image that he got so scared when seeing a human hand?