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

"So, you are the one they call the Commander," Dienro, the Flagbearer of the CrimsonHood, said.

He had a warm smile on his face, but his black, beady eyes were like cold pebbles.

Atrox gave him a smile of his own. "I am the Commander—Atrox Soryu. Nice to finally meet you, Dienro."

He maintained his smile as he gestured to one of the chairs arranged close to his throne-like seat. "Why don't you have a seat, Commander?"

Atrox walked closer to one of the chairs and used his essence senses to sweep it before he sat. "You sound as if you don't like the title."

Dienro shook his head. "Maybe it's pity. The last person to call himself by that title did not last long."

"And you hold pity for me? Now, that's strange coming from someone who tried and failed to kill me."

Deals and counter Deals