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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

Lyon nodded curtly, his expression unreadable. "It's not in your nature to offer aid so freely," he said, his voice laced with a hint of suspicion.

The World Tree remained silent, its ancient branches swaying in a slow, deliberate dance. Perhaps, it thought, a flicker of amusement dancing within its emerald leaves, even a being as old and wise as itself could be surprised by the turns of fate.

Lyon shifted his gaze towards the ethereal flower. "Thank you," he murmured, the words laced with a grudging respect."Your quest for power comes first," the World Tree rumbled, its voice echoing through the ancient boughs. "Seek out your companions, reclaim your scattered Zodiac strength. Only then shall I consider releasing Aleysius from his crystal prison."

Lyon's eyes narrowed. "Don't think I haven't noticed," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "The animosity you harbor towards my father. You two practically loathed each other."

I Know Where They Are