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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 shine of the sun slowly crawled inside a room and brought a warm hue to the fur carpet through the large windows that were shaped like a bullet. It crawled up to a hanging blanket on the bed before it touched a skin of a young man that was sleeping on top of it.

His hair was shiny black, and his clothes were well neat. He didn't snore, but his eyes twitched the moment mother nature kissed his eyelids. They fluttered before he slowly opened his eyes.

His vision was a bit blurred the moment light came right into his retinae.

He pushed himself up slightly before leaning his back against the headboard.

"Ugh," he squinted his eyes as he slowly massaged his temple. "What, what happened?"

He looked around and saw he was the only living thing in the place. However, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at a cup in a small coffee table that was exuding a small amount of steam.

He got off the bed barefooted and then approached the cup.

The Morning After