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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

Morning came without a cuckoo from a rooster as the group was seen strolling with Lyon hunching at the front.

"Hah~" Lyon sighed, "It turns out there was not any."

"Alchemy recipes," Lyon waved his hand. "I should have invited you, instead."

"Where were you?" Lumina furrowed her brows.

"Well," Lyon scratched the back of his head before he laughed. "Hahaha!"

"Lyon!" Renduval shouted in the distance as he made haste.

"What?" Lyon raised his brows, "What do—Ho?! Haha, you've actually done it."

Renduval was not wearing his azure cloak anymore. The golden spark adorned his shoulders down. He was the trash alchemist no more. His reputation could only go up from here on out, especially with his affiliation with the kunpeng team which was a tremendous boost to his image.

"Y-Yeah," Renduval grinned as he scratched the back of his head, "This is all because of you." (in more ways than one!)

A Parting Gift