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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

The adventurers were stumped with lips gaping open. Their cold sweat finally trailed down from their temples as they saw Amsel's head buried inside the freshly made crater right in the middle of the known street. Another Five-Star Adventurer had fallen on the street in less than ten minutes.

Abaddon snapped back into reality before he took one step back. ( Huh?! ) he gulped before he looked over his right leg had moved backward. He darted his glance forward and saw a towering figure standing next to the revered adventurers. His flame was engulfed in fear as none could ignite. The mere glance was enough for his body to recognize defeat. Flight, flight, flight, for the one that loved to battle and honed his fists, the word echoed inside his head.

( This guy... what tremendous aura! ) thought Abaddon as his feet faintly shook.

None dare spoke a word, none except for the person at the window.

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