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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

There was silence amidst the pressure of the atmosphere. Things had turned tense due to the wild world that Cecile had used. There was nothing in this world that would have prepared them for what they just heard.

The spectators of the tournament were looking at one another before landing their gaze against Cecile.

The Auburn Woman was not bound to any of the four kingdoms present today, yet she nonchalantly sat down with her arms crossed as she faced them. She paid no heed to the gawking and the gaze of worry the nearby spectators gave her. She was solid as she was lithe.

"Excuse me, but Miss Cecile did you refer to me as 'dead man'" said Hezar as he tried to reaffirm if he heard her right.

She might be a beautiful woman blessed with unbelievable natural talent but offending Hezar in a public event like this was something else entirely.

It's Not Offending, It's Insulting