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Emperor's Reckoning

Heaven, hell, and the world themselves have forgotten a prominent figure that once stood at the pinnacle. Alas, the said figure himself forgot who he was. Lyon is a young man who lived a leisurely life on earth. Not much was said except that he enjoyed such a life. However, one fateful night sent him to the world where killing is not a sin, alchemy is a thing, and magic cultivation is not imaginary. Immediately after being sent to this world. He is met with a beautiful woman who rumbled the earth and cracked the very firmament under the mortals' eyes. Selena is her name. She claimed to be his wife, the first one of three. However, their meetings didn't last long due to circumstances that he has yet understood. With one wedding ring on his finger that contained half of his past power, he sets forth to find Cecile, the woman whom Selena said is a queen in Blue Continent, the other wife that he adored then. But, he lacked focus at times, and combined with his whimsical nature, he often finds himself, in unusual situations. His smirk and lazy demeanor brought nothing but trouble for himself and the others around him. His relentless nature of stealing, his rebellious adolescence year, and the capability to smile by the teeth of a gnawing dragon brought his charm to a height that fairies once forget. Though his perverted nature often gets them to scurry away almost immediately, those that stayed long enough to know him better, know the redeeming qualities of Lyon Torga as a whole. Regardless! His arrival in this world has rotated an old cog of fate that those old monsters and old kings in the ages of the ancients, would have never guessed to be working again.

Big_Yellow · Fantasie
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1231 Chs

Death is Number Two, I am Number One

King Loewe made a forced smile as he said to the entity inside of him, "You surely are joking, right?"

The entity was silent and refrained from answering the king's question. The king himself couldn't force an answer either before he turned around and went back to his seat.

"Your majesty, what is your decision," asked Grandmaster Poh with his arms hiding under those sleeves, trembling in excitement.

King Loewe took a deep breath before he looked at every one of them. Under those eyes, he knew their gaze resembled their personality. He felt a hint of pride as the leader of his subordinate, at the very least, if anything were to happen it won't happen from the inside.

"We must not act with haste," said King Loewe before he continued as he saw the red-haired Biarong was about to say something, "His identity is still unknown, we need to gather more info to determine the right assault."