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.
The Solis Clan unsparingly spent its resources preparing the Palace of the King for the upcoming Inter-Clan Conference. As soon as the Emperor announced the date, the executives gathered all their talents and sent them to the venue. Because of their quick action, they completed all preparations within five days.
The preparation included the temporary residence of each clan leader and their representatives, the communication channel that would only be open within the plane's premises, logistics, and the week-long schedule, which included the entertainment and food served in every banquet.
The clan leaders and their representatives' residences were created through independent spaces. This setup was necessary because the Palace of the King lacked sufficient rooms for all clans and tribes in the Higher Realm.