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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

Ithildir's senses sharpened as he rose from his throne, a furrow forming between his brows as he scanned the room. The subtle shift in the atmosphere did not escape his notice, and he could sense the unease spreading among the other elders gathered in the council room.

"Hmm?" he murmured, acknowledging the shared sentiment among his peers. It was as if a ripple had passed through the air, leaving behind a lingering sense of foreboding.

"I'm not the only one feeling that, am I?" one of the elders voiced the question that hung in the air, their tone betraying a hint of uncertainty.

"Certainly not," another elder replied, their voice tinged with concern. The tension in the room was palpable, each member of the council acutely aware that something significant was unfolding, though none could discern the cause of the disturbance.

"It's as if..." began one of the elders, trailing off as they struggled to articulate the strange sensation permeating the air.

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