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.
Dragon Spawn
But before making a move, Kyran decided to ask another question about the next thing he was curious about the War of the Sovereigns. After turning Light into a Sigil, he would eventually know the answer to that, but in case he failed, at least, he already had an idea.
"What would happen to the losing factions?" He asked.
Light's face darkened at Kyran's question. Obviously, Light knew the answer to that but felt a sense of foreboding if Kyran did not like the answer.
Based on what Light observed about Kyran's character and all the other information they collected starting from when he made a name for himself, he disliked dishonest and plotting people. Thus, lying was not an option. Light also could not opt to remain silent, because doing might affirm Kyran's thoughts— if he had one.