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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

"Where were they?" asked Lyon toward Parriot.

"They were seen in Nostria, but, when I got there, they had already gone," Parriot shook his head.

"Tch!" Lyon furrowed his brows. "Then we have no idea where to go."

"Well not really," said Kesya as she courted his attention. "We might be able to trace them back using this severed forearm."

"What?" Lyon furrowed his brows. "But it's useless, she is an anti-mana user, my magic wouldn't work."

"Oh, she is? Hmm, I never noticed," Kesya chuckled. "Then we should go to Nostria first, I should have been able to pick up the scent. From the look of the severed limb, it doesn't seem too long ago that it has been severed either."

"You can do that? Great!" Lyon nodded. "I will leave it up to you then."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Kesya answered with a bow before Lyon darted his glance forward.

"We are going to Nostria, Yoji, immediate departure!" shouted Lyon.

The Heralded King of Deo, Lyon Torga