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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

Standing in front of Ayumu was none other than the Queen of Nostria herself, Sylviana. Her cultivation level was never mentioned before, and Lyon was never bothered to check either, yet despite coming from the lesser world, she could handle the black spear, Gungnir. The praised treasure of Luderia which Lyon gave to her as a gift.

The experts could tell if they were to see that their breathing was in a rhythm on each of their own. It was breathing that could only mean one thing, battle.

"I see, you are not the type that talks much huh."

Ayumu smiled as her eyes turned sharp and laser focus. She took one step back with her left foot before she entered her fighting stance. The ominous lightning that surrounded the lean figure of her enemy made her wary. Those black sparks were nothing but friendly and she could only imagine the pain if she ever got struck by it.

Fist vs Spear, She is Here!