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

They stood there and just stared blankly at the room, as if staring hard enough might bring him back.

"He's gone," Slya said in a harsh voice. She walked into the room, trying her best not to fall to the ground below. Tiber joined her, and they began to search the room, but nothing was found.

"Tiber, he's gone," Slya repeated. She froze, expecting Atrox to blast through the wall or melt through, but what greeted her was silence. A chill ran down her spine then. "What are we going to do?"

Tiber watched her, his eyes darker than usual. His face rippled as if it would crumble, but then it stilled, and he remained expressionless. "We will find him."

His voice was short and blunt, and Slya grabbed hold of it quickly. 'Of course, they'll find him...why wouldn't they? Even now, Atrox would probably blaze into the room...this is not the first time he's fought a terrifying opponent...right...right.'

Vol 1 End— To Do