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.
Ancient Body
"I had thought you sounded familiar. To think you had been reduced to such a state after losing your first master."
"—Ames! What do you mean by reduced to such a state? I am in this form because I chose to, alright?"
Ames looked at the True Void and snorted disdainfully at him before returning her attention to Kyran. Her eyes narrowed at once after sensing the latter's condition.
"He… his condition is not caused by those moving lumps of metals."
It was not a question but a statement she directed at True Void venomously. She berated, "You, of all people, should know not to drink the Elixir in one go! Why did you not stop him?"
True Void started to sweat non-existent cold sweats on his back. His reddish-purple eyes shifted nervously as he avoided Ames's golden eyes.
Unfortunately, his action was caught by her, and she knew at once Kyran did not drink the Elixir by his own will!