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.
Exploiter? Opportunist? No, It's Being Resourceful.
True Void hovered in midair as he looked at Kyran lying on the floor in the middle of the gray room. He had his eyes closed and his brows were furrowed as if he was in pain.
"Tsk, tsk. See what greed can do? You wanted to absorb everything. Did you really think it was easy?" True Void said disapprovingly.
His reaction was reasonable. For the past few days, Kyran had taken advantage of the training's loophole and absorbed as many knowledge tablets as he could without much rest. At last, after five days Kyran was mentally, physically and even spiritually exhausted.
This event was something unprecedented in the tower's history!
The tower had a special mechanism that let their participants not feel exhaustion or hunger which in turn would allow them to stay awake and active for days, weeks, even for months. All these, however, had been thrown out the window because of Kyran's stubbornness and recklessness.