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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

Graham furrowed his brows under his hood as they were approaching the settlement. Two adventurers were standing by with a lofty look and swords over their shoulders. They were chatting with each other and were laughing heartily after a few sentences, however, he caught them leering over to the caravan from time to time.

The old farmer straightened his back and made a fake cough before he said to the two adventurers, "Greetings, sirs!"

The two adventurers stopped their laughter almost immediately. They leered toward the caravan with a frown before a smirk.

One of them stepped forward. He had a bulky figure and the short sleeves that he wore revealed his thick biceps. He crossed his arms in an exaggerating way with a hint of grunt before he tightened it up. He kept his smirk and raised a bit of his chin before calling the old farmer, "Oi, where are you going?"

Guild Settlement?