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.
Who Do You Think I Am?
Kyran closed his eyes, lowered his hand touching the layer, and sat cross-legged on the floor. Then he took a few slow deep breaths to calm himself.
After a few seconds, when his mind cleared again, he began reassessing what he had just sensed.
A replicated array would carry the magic signature of the Array Specialist who re-created it. It was almost impossible for one to replicate an array, including the previous Array Specialist's magic signature.
But the key point there was 'almost' impossible. There were ways to replicate it with the previous Array Specialist's magic signature intact.
One way was to find an Array Specialist with an almost similar magic signature to the previous one to recreate the array.
Magic signatures were unique to each mage, but wavelengths and such could be the same, especially when both mages came from the same bloodline.
It made Kyran think of one possibility.
A Regis replicated the array.