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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 crowd didn't dare to cross eyes with them. The young man was lethal despite his aloof and lazy expression. One word coming out of his mouth could spell the end of a god.

He didn't bat an eye for the status that his opponent had. Never curry favor, never fazed. The only mortal cultivator that was able to do so. Worthy to stand amongst the four kings that ruled First Heaven. Didn't lay a finger yet a god died by his name.

He came here bearing the flag of the Mortal World. His name was unknown four days ago, yet now everyone in First Heaven knew his name. There was no limit to what he could do, he had faced no loss nor competition in the eyes of the crowd.

They had first seen him as nothing but a cocky newcomer from the Mortal World. However, after conquering the first and second rounds, his name shot to the firmament of heaven. Even more so after they saw the death of an elite cultivator.

It's Him Again!