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.
Assimilation (1)
Kyran's brow furrowed upon seeing the organs placed as an offering at the foot of the obelisk. He had read from one of the books in Stella's study that during the first era of the world, people offered their firstlings to the Spirits.
These Spirits should not be mistaken with the ones contracted by summoners because these beings were what people believed to represent magic in the world. To them, as long as they diligently placed their offerings to their altars, the Spirits would allow some of the young ones to absorb the energies in the surroundings to summon magic once they turned six.
It was not until the Enlightenment Era that humans learned that Spirits did not 'allow' people to absorb the energies. It just happened that there were people who managed to awaken their magic at the age of six, and some failed.