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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

A lone caravan was being pulled by a pair of horses. The cantering claps of their hooves striking against the ground provided the ambiance they never knew they wanted. The moon was at its highest peak but the sky provided very few stars for the night.

Assid and Graham were at the coach seat, with the former controlling the reign. So far as Assid's eyes could see, there was not a living soul present. Endless meadows and calming wind accompanied them. No other passing caravan, no other passing adventurers, just pure nature breezing against his face.

Assid looked over his shoulder to find piles of giant boxes and the sleeping women. However, one was sitting at the very back looking at the past roads that they traveled.

"Young master, are you feeling well?" asked Assid.

"Alright, we should be at the gate of the world by just about dawn, so you might want to have your eyes closed since you're facing the east."

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