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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 shimmering sun came basking through the little gaps that the branches made. Not a single building was destroyed as the warmth of mother nature and the gentle winds of the early seeped through the cracks and crooks. The adventurers, no the Mortal World's finest survived the sudden destruction despite having nothing to do to defend themselves other than gasping left and right.

Fresh air at sunrise never felt so good as adventurers started to populate the street with a smile as if they were in an advert for toothpaste. They hugged themselves, feeling every limb still attached to their bodies. No blood was shed except for the vile beast that harbinger chaos with their presence.

"Oh, man! I never felt so good my entire life," said one middle-aged man adventurer.

"Grateful for not dying?" jested another adventurer.

She Has Been Waiting