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.
As to what kind of heaven-defying capability the other Ancient Magic users could do, Dusk believed the answer to that could only be given by the limit of one's imagination. If he had to pitch his idea, he felt the most heaven-defying of all could be the Soul Emperor.
After all, she dealt with souls, which were considered the core of one's life.
Dusk could not help but look at Kyran and wondered what he thought. The latter possessed the known most powerful Ancient magic. But what did he really feel about it?
If Dusk posed that question before Kyran's second meeting with Caelan's remnant soul, he would have received a startling answer. Because Kyran never considered Void magic to be the most powerful. If anything, it was Time magic that he regarded as such. He was even convinced it was the most fearsome among the four Ancient Magic.