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.
What Are You?
Gray and black mist gathered around Cyneah as the Macabre Glacier's sentient returned. It circled her a few times with its face frozen in a silent scream. After which, it retreated inside her, taking along the surrounding mist.
"Ugh..." Cyneah keeled over; her whole body felt like they were on fire. Still, she did her best to keep her connection with Lady Chrysanthemum and look at the silver figure. Doing this did not mean she would be able to see, but it would allow her to observe if the figure's light was something she could control.
Alas, when she used Lady Chrysanthemum's eyes to look at the silver figure's light, she failed to see it. Suddenly, she had a bad feeling, and her heart sank. She only ever knew one person who did not possess a light— no, it was not that that person did not have one, but that she could not see it.
Kyran.