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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 host raised his hands once more before pointing at the gate. "Second place!"

"He is the prince of strength, the one that will inherit the throne of Pala Kingdom!"

A smile was seen under the shadow before a figure stepped out. He had a well-built body, and he was wearing a top-quality fabric to cover his body. He had fairly long hair, down to his broad chest in fact. His bare arms were vascular, and they looked like they could tear walls apart with his fingers alone.

His handsome face was aligned with his title as a prince and the demeanor he exuded was like that of a tyrant. The dominating aura caught some of them to be suffocated, but some of them also felt the awe-inspiring notion.

"Truly Dashing! The Prince of Pala Kingdom! Raul!"

The audience chanted his name as the whole arena trembled.

The First, The Second And Then The Paramount.