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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.

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Goodbye... Lyon.

His little legs kept on moving as trees from behind tumbled ono by one. 

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING!!"

A loud shout rendered the forest trembling. Local animals immediately scurried away from their lovely homes. However, Fenrir didn't lose his balance as he kept on going. His instinct heightened as he kept on going with those little snubs called paws. The fear of life, the fear of death, he was going for the light at the and the path, and he will do so with the woman he carried by his teeth.

"L-Leave me... Fenrir, you're a brave... mighty wolf... your time is not... here yet."

Her eyelids were heavier than the mountain as she saw trees falling down from the far end of her sight. She couldn't even afford to be trembling in fear like normal cultivators would have, she hardly could lift her finger. The heavy struck of blow that she suffered head-on, must have broken a few of her rib cages.