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 Alchemy Competition concluded without much drama. The Conclave won by a large margin with a total score of 90 points against the Royal Army's 60.
All the participants from the Royal Army managed to concoct high-grade potions earning them twenty points each. However, Len from the Conclave concocted a legend-grade truth serum, which earned him 50 points. The other two alchemists concocted a mid-grade and a high-grade potion, earning 10 and 20 points, respectively. Because one of them concocted a legend grade, 10 points were added to their total score.