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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

A day had gone by and the preliminaries of the tournament came to their first dawn. The various powerful cultivator was already filling up the city where it was held.

"Of course I came, I want to make some money."

The cultivators chit-chat amongst their groups as they walked. The city was as expected bustling. Many merchants had stood guard on the sides of their stands and some behind them. Their goods were on display and it was put up with a competing price.

On the second floor of an inn, a young man with red hair was seen looking at the hustle-bustle from the window.

"Hah," Zet let out a sigh. "Where is grandfather anyway?"

Zet raised both of his eyebrows before he turned around and watched a figure entering his room. "Father, did you find grandfather yet?"

The middle-aged man shook his head. "Maybe he forgot about it."

The Fourth One Will!