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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

Lyon immediately noticed the black cauldron in the middle of the room before anything else. It was superbly clean to the point that his own reflection could be seen with the right angle of lightning. His eyes wandered a little before he saw various plants on the curvy walls. Various jars on the shelves and pot of flowers alike. The room was not necessarily big but it had enough furniture to be called a mini house.

Lyon crossed his arms as he heard the door closed by the headmaster. "Do all alchemists always have dim-lighted room or is it just yours?"

"Oh? That's a really good observation from you, and yes, the dimmer the light the better for our observation," said the headmaster.

"Are you interested in alchemy perhaps?" The headmaster went and prepared a tea with a smile. "Oh and please sit down on that small chair over there."

Curiosity Kills The Cat