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Heaven, hell, and the world themselves have forgotten a prominent figure that once stood at the pinnacle. Alas, the said figure himself forgot who he was.

Lyon is a young man who lived a leisurely life on earth. Not much was said except that he enjoyed such a life. However, one fateful night sent him to the world where killing is not a sin, alchemy is a thing, and magic cultivation is not imaginary.

Immediately after being sent to this world. He is met with a beautiful woman who rumbled the earth and cracked the very firmament under the mortals' eyes. Selena is her name. She claimed to be his wife, the first one of three.

However, their meetings didn't last long due to circumstances that he has yet understood. With one wedding ring on his finger that contained half of his past power, he sets forth to find Cecile, the woman whom Selena said is a queen in Blue Continent, the other wife that he adored then.

But, he lacked focus at times, and combined with his whimsical nature, he often finds himself, in unusual situations. His smirk and lazy demeanor brought nothing but trouble for himself and the others around him. His relentless nature of stealing, his rebellious adolescence year, and the capability to smile by the teeth of a gnawing dragon brought his charm to a height that fairies once forget. Though his perverted nature often gets them to scurry away almost immediately, those that stayed long enough to know him better, know the redeeming qualities of Lyon Torga as a whole.

Regardless! His arrival in this world has rotated an old cog of fate that those old monsters and old kings in the ages of the ancients, would have never guessed to be working again.

Emperor's Reckoning

With a clap of her hand, she said, "Well that's it, I wish you good luck, Lyon," but before she could get up of her chair, Lyon said, "I have a few questions that you must answer Naeya."


His tone made her crossed her eyebrows but she still willing to hear him out. She was an elder of the Mist Clan yet someone from below her realm told her that she must answer his question, how domineering was this.


"Tell me the identity of the bald man, the one inside this room just right before me," said Lyon. He was just 'testing waters' when he said under his breath the word 'Legion' but to his amazement, the bald monk actually looked surprised. This particular event made him curious, thus he sought information of the bald monk.


In his mind, there were only two possibilities about his identity, first, he was one of the Legion, second, he was someone who knew about the Legion. However, realizing that the bald monk didn't chase him inside made him tend to agree of his prior deduction.


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