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

"Don't worry. Nothing will happen to them. They'll be treated as guests," Manefor said as he led Atrox into a hallway lit with torches.

"Am I a guest as well?" Atrox asked with a smile.

Manefor hesitated. "That remains to be seen... You are complicated."

Atrox grunted. He could guess why he was considered complicated. He was using the fire the Forsaken Tribes considered as the power their Lord only gave to the True Blightfur.

'How will they feel if they know this power stems from the Demon World?' Atrox shook his head.

Finally, he was led into the hall that actually looked like a throne room.

The room seemed to be carved into the mountain itself, the walls worn smooth with age. Four long tables took up two sections of the room, stretching from the raised dais to the end.

The Forsaken Tribes