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

"Do you understand now?" Errant Knight Frexon said.

Atrox turned to face him as the man walked towards him casually. "I usually show people my power for them to know there's no escaping me. And now that I've marked you, where do you think you can hide that I won't find you?"

"And yet it took you this long to reach here," Atrox said. 'If he really was as strong as he said, then shouldn't he be here since the day I wiped out the Scuffed Bones?'

Frexon smiled. "You're a smart one, but also ignorant," he gestured to everything around him. "This is small compared to what is happening over there, but it's still worth the Flagbearer's attention."

"So tell me, what is your Knight Order? Elemental? I saw you use fire earlier."

Atrox blinked, stunned by the sudden change in conversation. "What?"

Frexon raised his right hand, the back of the palm facing Atrox. On it glowed three stars surrounding a crown in a purple circle—the Mystic Order!

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