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.
Four days before the official start of the Inter-Clan Conference, Kyran, Cyneah, and Alta went to the unnamed plane, where the Blade Dancer Clan had relocated. On the way, they encountered a merchant ship and met a familiar face— Ruin.
To be honest, Kyran was no longer surprised at Ruin's sudden appearance. The latter always had a way of tracking his movements, even when they were in the Lower Realm. The only time Ruin failed to find Kyran was in the Human plane, probably because it was his home plane.
In any case, Ruin's arrival was not entirely unwelcome. Kyran did want them to talk. However, the events in the Crepuscule Auction House went so crazy that they did not get that chance. In fact, Kyran did not even know how Ruin survived. He only sensed Neo's old body was still intact and guessed Ruin managed to escape just before the Crepuscule Auction House was obliterated.