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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

Cecile's mother let out a sigh before she pinched the nose between her eyes. She couldn't believe what she was saying and the blood on her daughter's mouth was visible even for normal people with sore eyes. She lightly opened her eyes before trying to take it in. She knew her daughter was not joking from those auburn eyes of her. She was not the type to act like a kid either.

Cecile slightly chuckled as she saw her mother's opinion. She knew the news would surprise even her. There was no way that she could have come prepared for the words that casually came out of her own daughter.

"Mother? Are you okay?" asked Cecile with a hinge of a grin.

"To be honest, I don't know. I don't know if I'm supposed to be happy or sad or euphoria-like or depressed. This is all too sudden and those emotions came crashing in my mind."

"Hahaha, don't worry mother, as long as you agree that he is my husband then everything would be fine."

Worth of a Painting