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.
Blacksmith Order
It was already high noon when Kyran arrived outside Starhorn City's market district.
Kyran, wearing a white hooded jacket on top of a black shirt and pants, also had a black cloth covering half of his face to ensure he would not attract any unwanted attention. After all, he was using Tyr's face right now. He could actually use an incantation to deliberately obscure his presence from other people in a crowded area but decided it was overkill to use it.
Besides, Tyr did not have such an ability. At most, he was average in terms of magic attainment, even though he was a genius in Array.
With Kyran's outfit, he still attracted some curious looks. But that was all. After one look, they did not pay him further attention and went about their own business.