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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

As the upper-class part of the city was in hidden chaos, the situation in the palace was calm despite the incident. The banquet room that was half destroyed was already in the process of repairment, with the resources Luderia held, this kind of thing wouldn't even shake off their economy.


In the throne room, an old man with a royal garb was sitting on the throne. The room was wide and bright, the red carpet was stretched out from the royal seat to the entrance. 


The old man had a wrinkled face that marked his life adventures. Though he may look weak, if one was careful enough to inspect him, they would now that he actually had entered a deep cultivation realm.


From his eyes, it was evident that the vigor he had once had in his youth was diminishing to a great amount. He had faced a much brutal yet beautiful life up to this point.


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