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 Visitor (3)
"Regis Clan?" Kyran repeated in an unwavering voice, which inwardly surprised him because his heart was pounding heavily in his chest.
A part of him wanted to force out everything Iulia knew about the current status of the Regis Clan with no regard to his identity as 'Tyr.' But he knew well enough not to let that part of him run amok.
Kyran was not the same confused and unstable boy five years ago who snapped at the mention of his whole clan getting killed. Right now, he had a better grasp of his own heart and could endure any emotional strain.
That was why he could still keep up his facade and appear as if Iulia said something that piqued his interest.
In any case, 'Tyr' was not a native of the empire and the Regis Clan entered seclusion even before Kyran was born. Few people of the new generation ever bring up a topic about the Regis. Only those veterans and families who worked with them did.