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.
Unwanted Visitor (1)
Cyneah's brows knitted ever so slightly as the biggest flaw of using magic sense to see finally reared its ugly head. She had thought seeing the contours of Kyran's face and his build would have been enough for her, but the more she touched him, the more she wanted to see more. At the moment, she could barely guide the magic energies to follow his brows and the shape of his nose. However, as soon as she tried guiding the magic energies to form his eyes, she felt an ache in her heart as she realized she could not see the color of his eyes.