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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 young man stretched his jaw as his eyes narrowed to a slit. He put his hands on his own butt before he scratched it. His eyelids felt like a mountain but he managed to pull the curtain up.

His view was not very bright at first. and it took him several seconds before he regained his clarity.

The young man got up before he looked over the room he slept in. The sun was still up in the sky but the broken windows got his eyebrows to furrow. The sharp glasses were scattered on the wooden floor as some were on the fur carpet.

(Is this Sylviana's room?) the young man thought.

The last time he was in her room the glass window was shattered, though, not to this extent.

"Hm?" Lyon looked over to his side before founding Assid has knelt with a rolling tray beside him. "Hmm, I'm not even surprised that you're suddenly here."

I Just Woke Up and Remembered That My Wife is Loaded!