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.
It Has Been A While (5)
"Nar!" Cyneah stood up in surprise.
Azikh and Gidan also stood up with a frown. They looked at him as if he had done something unforgivable.
Kyran raised his hands with a shrug, "Spare me the glare. I know you're wondering how I got in."
He showed them a disc and said, "Hilam lent me this disc after learning I was looking for Neah. He said he had to return it anyway, might as well let me use it."
Gidan scowled at Kyran's overly familiar and almost endearing mention of Cyneah's name. "Call her Lady Saint. You tainted one."
"Gidan!"
Azikh and Cyneah called out to him at once, wearing a horrified expression.