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.
Ruin drifted along the abyss of despair with a blank expression. He had known meddling in the confrontation between his prey and Flos would result in something unexpected.
Alas, that something just happened to be his prey not even present in the ensuing confrontation but also Obstruction being present and using his domain before he, Ruin, could do anything.
Ruin could not help but let out a dry laugh as he muttered, "I never expected them to make such a move just because I appeared before them... ha~ the life of a famous person... truly a tragedy..."
After saying his piece, he sat in midair with his legs crossed and surveyed his surroundings.