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

His gaze turned down to scan the trees for his master. His eyes turned toward the black tower once more. Terrix asked in a heavy voice, "You killed the Clan leader?"

Atrox's voice rumbled in the air. "Kill? Are you talking about the rebel leader? I am the Clan leader! Atrox Soryu!"

Terrix shuddered as if he had swallowed something horrible that stuck in his throat. He looked around him, shifty, as if searching for something to help him.

Atrox read the hesitation on his face and asked, "What are you going to do now? Your leader is dead. The core that everything was gathered around no longer exists."

Terrix tensed, and then he relaxed. He smiled. "Then we will create a new core."

Light bloomed behind him like a new day taking wing. A feverish burst of brilliance spread around him for miles. The wings were like those of a bird of prey, and each feather was like a sword.

Pomora... was dead?