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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

Karina held the bow in her hand, her fingers gently caressing the smooth wood. It was a weapon she had never used before, but as her gaze fixed upon it, an inexplicable sense of familiarity washed over her. It was as if some ancestral connection had been awakened within her, guiding her in this unfamiliar moment.

She raised the bow, her movements fluid and confident, as though she had wielded it countless times before. The tension of the string beneath her fingers felt like second nature. It was a sensation that resonated deep within her as if the spirits of her ancestors whispered their wisdom and guidance.

As she stood there, bow in hand, her connection to this ancient weapon became undeniable. The uncertainty she initially felt gave way to a profound assurance. It was as though the spirits of her lineage had chosen this moment to lend their strength and knowledge, guiding her in this unfamiliar endeavor.

I Still Got it