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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

King Loewe was clasping his hands inside the throne room. There were no guards present, there were only him and the other four of his subordinates, not even his wife was in the room.


"Three days," muttered King Loewe before he continued, "It's been three days since Gutee embarked to the demi-human closest island."


His eyes turned sharp as he understood what kind of man Gutee was. The distance between the island and the place where he sailed was not that far, three days should be more than sufficient to handle the matter. Even if he was held with something, he would surely contact him and shared the latest news or info on what's happening.


Supreme Mage Daraoh was about to say something but closed his mouth after considering something.


"If you want to say something just spit it out already!" said Mara.


"Mind your manner! You are in front of the king," Grandmaster Poh was glaring at him with killing intent infused.


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