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.
99 Consciousness
Zephyr watched in silence while Kyran studied the temple's defensive array.
At the moment, Kyran was sitting cross-legged at the center of a miniature array formation.
Most array formation were circular, but this one was a myriad of shape on top of another. The base formation was a square, and on top of it was four layers of triangle shape with each of point pointing at one of the four cardinal directions. A circle shape was the one keeping these four layers in place. Then hovering outside the square were several small shape-shifting orbs. They dance around turning into a diamond, then into a lotus which would tranform into a tear-shape crystal and many others.
Kyran had his eyes closed as he moved his hands around the formation filling every empty spots with array formulas.
Zephyr could more of less follow what he was doing, which was recreating the temple's defensive array.