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.
Kairos furrowed his brows at Kyran's words. His knowledge of the past was limited to the experiences and knowledge the past Overseers possessed. Thus, it was unsurprising that he did not know what Caelan did outside the tower's confines.
Indeed, Kairos's knowledge of Caelan was a mere glimpse, limited to the time the latter spent in the Tower of Tribulations, leaving the rest of his story shrouded in mystery.
Kairos's predecessor was the Overseer then, and she had yet to succumb to her death and become a remnant soul. She also had the opportunity to meet Caelan in person whenever she had to present him with his rewards.