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.
Shaiha Ruins
Kyran took out a parchment from his pouch and approached Gage.
"The ruins you found, did it looked like this?" He asked while unrolling the parchment and showing the content to Gage and Nolan.
The parchment showed an image of a dilapidated entrance leading to a village where the buildings were either half-destroyed or completely in rubbles. The image itself looked like a typical abandoned village, but what made it look different was how the buildings were all made of concrete and painted red.
Gage scowled at the image with a thoughtful expression.
"Could be. I don't remember seeing that particular area though."
Kyran creased his brows in confusion, "What do you mean?"
"The ruins we found is located inside a cliffside," Gage replied. "The buildings are painted in red like that in the image."
Nolan looked at Kyran with both his brows raised. He asked, "What? Is that the place you planned to go?"