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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

The small sphere hit the ocean before the entire world trembled in motion. The huge volume of sheer force and mass returned to where it belonged as the night clouds dispersed away.


On the island far away from where the demi-humans lived, King Loewe was having dinner with his allies from different kingdoms. The table was long and wide enough to hold about fifty kinds of different cuisines that permeated the grandiose smell of food lust. The utensils were clacking and waves of laughter filled the room.


The kings and the queens were enjoying the private banquet, their faces were filled with smiles and happiness but God knows what kind of scheme they were all hiding. 


King Loewe was looking down at his food despite the festive atmosphere. Her wife gently touched his arm, "What's wrong?"


He smiled at her beautiful face, "Nothing."


Mistake