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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 just-risen sun shone softly on the small-town streets. The birds were chirping as the sun gave its golden finger toward the sky. The bright hope above gave a new fresh of twenty-four hours; however, the place was not as lively as it used to be in the morning.

The empty streets were lacking the festive it had yesterday.

All of this was because of last night's event. They were trembling inside their houses, peeping on what's going on through their curtained windows.

The continuous wail and scream of the bandits were harrowing and left the locals with no sleep. Now, they didn't dare to open the door of their own house to step outside.

Everyone hesitated, even the mayor of the small town.

He was standing behind the door that led outside his house but his hand was trembling whilst grabbing the knob. He looked at his worried wife with sweat on his face and a son that was only a waist young.

The Next Morning