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

The red moon lit up on his hand, surrounded by a purple circle.

The elders gasped, and the chief half-rose from his chair, his dark eyes reflecting the red light flaring in front of him. His mouth worked, but he couldn't find anything to say.

Atrox was also surprised. The Mark Order on his hand was emitting a red light that was just short of blinding, and the more he stared at it, the clearer-headed and strangely weightless he felt.

'...Is this the mysterious power that allows me to break free from any form of essence pressure and suppression?...'

But it wasn't just that. Just as Atrox had felt a nudge back in the Inheritance Ruin, he now felt the same pull as he looked toward the chief and the crown atop his head.

He began to walk forward as if in a trance. The elders got out of his way and bowed as he approached the chief, who stood from his throne and bowed as well.

Blessed Atrox