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.
The Dark Sage (1)
Ames said that there had been far too many War of the Sovereigns. However, the Dark Sage, or at least the one whom Caelan met, did not appear that old per se.
He appeared whithered and had an ancient aura, but he was not someone who had lived for several thousands of years.
For argument's sake, if the Dark Sage lived for more than ten thousand years, how did he survive until now? Not to mention, if Kyran's doubts were true, it would imply that the War of the Sovereigns would commence once the Macabre Glacier appeared with its owner. But if this was the case, how was the mirror and its owner connected to the true purpose of the war?
"No," Kyran shook his head as if to counter what he had thought. "He is not the one who instigated it because if he did, why is the true purpose of the war to ensure the Lower Realm maintained the number of planes it had?"
Kyran continued to voice his doubts, even voicing the one True Void had.