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.
Descent (3)
The Boyd Ancestor scrutinized the young man before him. There was no barrier around the latter; however, he appeared unaffected by the fiery ball's heat.
'Could it be an innate ability of a Void mage?' He wondered with narrowed eyes. 'Or is it a special body tempering technique... The infamous Regis Blessing, maybe?'
Regardless of the reason, he was somewhat surprised to see how different the young man before him looked from the profile the Crown Princess shared.
There was nothing skinny about the young man. His build was similar to a Regis combat mage— not too buffed, but still exuded raw power. As for his aura, if the Boyd Ancestor had to compare it with others, it was similar to a veteran mage— no, it was comparable to an expert.