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.
Truth (3)
Before Euan could even say anything about that person, Kyran more or less guessed who it was.
It was not hard to guess because there were only a few people who went missing in the Human plane who knew Cyneah's identity— or, at least, were aware of the possibility of her connection to the royal family.
Cyneah seemed to have also gleaned this fact as her expression lit up.
"That person..." she asked with a hopeful look in her mirror-like eyes.
Though knowing Cyneah could not see, Euan was reluctant to look her in the eyes. Because when he did, his heart constricted from both longing and guilt. Longing for being separated from her since that fateful day, and guilt for not even realizing that all these years, he had only been raising an essence as a daughter.