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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

In a room where the Treas family gathers, one woman was sleeping on top of a giant beautiful lotus. Titania, the woman that was on the brink of death suddenly twitched her closed eyes. She heard not the gasps from her surrounding. Her eyes felt heavy like they refused to be open but the woman tried anyway.

The first light came to be and her view was blurred. Regaining her focus took sometimes but when she could finally saw it clearly, she realized that it was not her ceiling. Her breathing was heavy and controlled but not by her consciousness, instead of by the pace of her healing capabilities. She couldn't force herself to take a large breath of air no matter how much strength did she put on.

Her skin started to feel her surrounding. It was the softest and most comfortable bed she ever slept on. The world seemed mundane and the word 'problem' escaped out of the dictionary.

Treas Family