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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

One of the rooms in Sverine Inn was luxurious.

The square space was made entirely out of pure real wood with two large glass windows installed. The light ambient light brought relaxation to one's eyes. The scent of fresh spring sprung around the room as the sunlight basked the fur carpet on the floor. The ceiling was adorned with a beautiful painting of earth and a single great tree with thousands of branches. A small vase by the side of the queen-sized bed and twin flowers of red and blue said hello to the ones at the door.

Cecile found herself standing with her right hand carrying the unconscious fortune-teller. The latter's mouth still had blood drooling out and the former couldn't even be bothered. She threw the woman right on top of the bed and bounced twice.

"It seems like it is not enough for a fledgling to know her whereabouts, huh," muttered Cecile before she let out a disappointed sigh.

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