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.
From Alastor's words, they guessed that he entered the Land of Desolation from the Higher Realm.
"So it is truly connected to the Higher Realm," Axil muttered.
"If Kyran did enter that place, he would definitely reach the Higher Realm," Cyneah said with such certainty that Alastor and they looked at her in surprise. "Is there another way... a safer route we can take to get to the Higher Realm, bordering the Land of Desolation?"
Alastor replied with a bitter smile, "If there were, I would have returned there already."
"But The Emperor managed to enter the Lower Realm, and Lady Ames... there had to be a path," Axil also said with a slight frown.