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

Atrox shuddered in the tower. The monster's voice was like ice sliding against naked skin—malice covered in sweetness.

'...i don't know what Vorgaelor wants, but I know it won't be anything beneficial to me...'

"Don't you think that is disrespectful to your host, eh, Atrox Soryu?" Vorgaelor's voice took on a darker tone, and his eyes narrowed. He turned to Steelclaw. "Dispel the clouds."

And the former Flagbearer did. He clapped, and the cloud disappeared as if blown away by a strong wind, leaving the tower standing alone.

Atrox froze. His mind hovered on using the last of his essence to teleport away, but he hesitated at the look in Vorgaelor's eyes. The Rift Lord's gaze glinted as if this were all just a game to him.

'...he wants me to run... He'll catch me anyway...bastard...'

What are you going to do?!