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 Monthly Inspections
Kyran appeared inside the room he stayed in when he was in the Tower of Conclave.
He wandered his eyes and found the place looking the same as he had last seen it, five years ago.
'Right,' he paused his train of thought. 'In real-time, only a few weeks had passed since then.'
Not even a minute had passed, the door to the room burst open and Stella, wearing a flowing white dress flew in, in a rush.
"Kyran!" She called, her face was full of smiles.
Kyran turned to look at her.
Though it had only been a few weeks in real-time since they last saw each other, Stella's expression appeared otherwise. To her, not knowing about Kyran's whereabouts for weeks felt like years. Truth be told, the reason why some of the council members were not present was because she had asked them to personally look for any traces of Kyran. She would not have resorted to this if Nolan just told her.