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.
Domain
Zephyr looked at Kyran quizically.
Before he could ask further, Kyran said, "We'll go there too. In the future, that place will serve as our meeting place. I'll give each one of you access there."
When Kyran said this, Zephyr's expression instantly turned grim. He said, "C-Can I just wait for you guys to return—."
"No," Kyran interrupted as he turned to look at him in amusement. It had been a few years since he had last threatened Zephyr in using his warp ability and still found it amusing.
Thinking of this, Kyran decided not to tell Zephyr that he could now warp others without causing them to feel nauseated. He wanted to 'surprise' him.
Zephyr's complexion paled as Kyran rejected his plea without even batting an eye, "M-Master..."
He sometimes wondered whether Kyran was a good master or evil.
No, not evil, but a big bully!
Kyran ignored Zephyr's plea and continued, "There's another person I want all of you to meet."