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.
Kyran continued to attract the energies around him. It was his first time actively absorbing the energies in the surroundings, but he wondered why it felt familiar.
None present there knew about the incident when Kyran turned six, and his magic had just manifested. He absorbed all energies in the surroundings and fell into a coma because his body could not keep up.
Right now, Kyran's body was strong enough so he would not fall into a coma after absorbing the surrounding energies. If he had to be worried about a possible problem, it would be about how much his central core could absorb. It might aggravate his already damaged magic core if he was not careful.
After Kyran absorbed enough energy, he imagined an orb similar to his magic core, slowly growing in size.
Crackle!
"Kid, stop!"
"Wait, wait. Don't expand your magic!"