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

Two days later, Atrox wanted nothing more than to tear Wolf apart, one limb at a time. It had been a repeated hell over those two days. He couldn't even tell what the time was, except that he knew Wolf only gave him potions once a night.

Pain blurred everything into one long stretch of screaming into a rag soaked with sweat and saliva. The only thing he was proud of so far was that he hadn't soiled himself.

But his body bore marks. His chest already had two knots of flesh where it didn't heal properly after his skin had been peeled. Worst of all, his body reeked of sweat and blood.

The only thing that gave him hope was that he wasn't dead yet. That meant the Flagbearer still wanted him alive. That thin, silver thread in the darkness was the only chance he held on to.

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