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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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Meetings of Superiors

Wyverns were flying around a lonely building on a small island. The riders were equipped with robes and staffs, they kept on circulating on every possible entrance from the sky. Though the island already layered with magic spells, they took the precaution seriously.

Meanwhile, the sounds of metal boots marching around the forest were heard. An arsenal of elites, the wall they made with their bodies wouldn't even let a fly slipped in

*bzzzt

One of the soldiers furrowed his eyebrows before he pinched the fly to heaven's realm. The others didn't even react to his action as time went by.

Inside the building was only one floor with one round table in the middle. The tiles were glimmering and reflected the grand chandelier on top. The place was surrounded by tall but slim windows each meter and provided only one door as both exit and entrance. The roundtable had six seats that were fully occupied by six men.