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.
Distress Call
"We've detected a significant surge of magic within the Dragon plane, persisting for several hours," Midnight reported, her figure blending into the background behind Lucian.
"What caused it?" Lucian asked, his voice devoid of emotion.
The background shifted as Midnight shook her head in apology, "We could not decipher the plane's barrier and failed to infiltrate it. We tried using our Divine Sense but noticed a detection array on the barrier and retreated at once. If not, the Dragon Emperor would have discovered us."
Lucian did not answer and only continued to look at the scene before him. There was actually nothing to see atop the high platform. But his gaze suggested he was looking at something only he could see.