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.
Convalesce (3)
Intense magic fluctuations could be felt several miles away from a lone forgotten plane at the far end of the Higher Realm. Dark red and yellow lights flashed from time to time as the fluctuation intensified with each passing moment.
A massive array formation glowed fiercely at the center of the forgotten plane as the magic energies in the surroundings gathered around it. Two distinct figures could be seen inside the formation, one sitting cross-legged and the other lying motionless.
The former wore a black robe with black and gray mists swirling around it, while the latter wore a white robe and a trailing fur coat that covered it.
The figures were none other than Estrid and One Who Caused the Fall.