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.
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Aillos entered his office and looked at the figure on the single sofa perpendicular to the multi-seater ones.
Taking a deep breath, he entered and closed the door behind him, saying, "You have caused such a commotion on the first day. What do you have to say about that?"
"...It's not as if you did not expect it."
Aillos barely stopped his brow from twitching from Kyran's cheeky response. He furrowed his brows and said, "Even so, you should have avoided getting found out on the first day. Do you realize how annoying it is to make up excuses and avoid the queries of all the tribe patriarchs?"
Kyran shrugged and leaned back on the chair, "That's why I don't like politics."
"Yet you went ahead and caused such a scene."
"It's not me. It's that Venom Dragon talent you caused it."
"Because you let him have a glimpse of another magic."