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.
While walking, Kyran did not forget to gather medicinal herbs along the way.
Another thing he discovered while visiting other planes was that some potions he possessed might not work. Thus, he had to sample the herbs of the plane he was at to see which of his potions would work.
In cases where most of his healing and energy-replenishing pills and potions did not work, he would collect the plane's local herbs similar to those he used and concoct new ones.
When it came to antidotes, Kyran also had them for emergencies. But so far, he did not have the chance to use them. After his body's transformation from taking the Elixir, he had yet to find a poison that could affect him.
Kyran found a small town after a few hours.