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.
The Dilemma of Ancients
Kyran raised his hand and pointed at several people among the crowd of clan representatives who were busy defending against the bolts of lightning. The people he pointed at were those he would turn into Servants once he returned to the tower.
A dark purple Void rune, a symbol that meant Exclude, appeared above the heads of the few people Kyran had chosen. This rune resembled an inverted crooked trident, and it marked those people he would turn into his Servants.
Only the Ancients could read the Void rune. They avoided those people and only attacked those without them.