Memento_

There has ever been one Emperor of the Eternal Skies and after his disappearance, the Empire fell back into its days of warring, and no one dared to call themselves by that name! 

But Atrox Soryu dreamed of uniting the Empire as the rising star of his Clan. He had the charm and the potential but then it was discovered that he carried the Forbidden Mark Order.

A power that was feared and loathed. In an instant his world was turned upside down, his friends turned their backs on him and his father disowned him, calling him the shame of the Clan. 

He was sent to the borderland where monsters crawled from Rifts to conquer the world. It was here that he would know the terrible secret of the Forbidden Mark Order he carried and the inheritance that comes with it. 

He wanted to build an Empire and he would start from the borderland he was sent to, right from the labor camp.

Building An Empire Starting From The Labor Camp In Exile

'Ambush?' Atrox turned, his sword already in his hand. Behind him, Tiber and Slya had already formed up. The others also turned, ready for battle.

The presence was that of a man with hair like black strings and a hardened face. He seemed to be in his forties, with an eye that had a red taint. He wore a black cloak with a skeleton pattern and was leaning casually beside the ruin door.

The first thing that crossed Atrox's mind was. 'Scuffed Bones? But I've not seen him before. He's strong'

Then his eyes widened. 'How did this man get there without me noticing? We just passed through there!'

The others must have been thinking the same thing because they stiffened, looking at the man who stared back at them without saying anything.

They stood there in silence until the man's mouth curled, his eyes razor-sharp as they looked them over. He straightened away from the wall, his eyes flickering toward the ruin. "It has really been cleared."

Errant Knight Frexon