Emperor's Reckoning



As the days stretched into weeks, the rumors began to spread like wildfire throughout the realm. Whispers echoed through the streets and the halls of the citadel, carrying the news that Lyon and Selena, the valiant couple who had faced Drogan in a climactic battle, had met their untimely demise. The people mourned the loss of their heroes, believing that their sacrifice had brought an end to Drogan's tyrannical reign.

The news became even more convincing when the only two remaining kings, Aldric and Nyi, appeared before the public and made a joint declaration. Their solemn voices resonated through the kingdom as they confirmed the rumors, proclaiming that Lyon and Selena had indeed laid down their lives to protect the realm. The weight of their words and the sorrow in their eyes convinced many that the valiant couple had indeed perished.

The realm mourned the loss of Lyon and Selena, their names forever etched in the annals of history as martyrs who had fought for the greater good. Memorials were erected in their honor, and their deeds became the stuff of legends, inspiring generations to come. The people mourned the passing of their heroes, but their spirits remained steadfast, carrying the torch of hope that Lyon and Selena had ignited within them.

Yet, amidst the mourning and the assumption of Lyon and Selena's demise, a flicker of doubt lingered in the hearts of a few. Some whispered in hushed tones, questioning the veracity of the claims. They wondered if Lyon and Selena could truly be gone, or if their disappearance was shrouded in a grander plan. But their doubts were swiftly quelled by the collective grief and the official declaration of their passing.

Inside a hut on a secluded island in Second Heaven, Lyon finally woke up from his recovering slumber. He was confused at the unfamiliar scene in front of him. However, it was for the first time in many that he had woken up just as the sun began to rise. His ears began to hear a swift sword swinging outside. It was a little meadow surrounded by trees, Selena stood there honing her sword skills with the utmost diligence, so much so that she didn't feel his presence looking at her by the door.

As Lyon's eyes adjusted to the soft morning light, he observed Selena in the midst of her sword practice. Her movements were fluid and precise, each swing of her blade accompanied by a graceful dance. Lyon stood at the doorway, watching her with a mixture of admiration and awe.

The rhythmic sound of the sword slicing through the air filled Lyon's ears, creating a melodic symphony that resonated deep within his being. He marveled at Selena's dedication, and her unwavering focus on perfecting her skills. It was a sight he had witnessed countless times before, but each time it left him in awe of her unwavering determination.

As Lyon continued to watch, he couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over him. The gentle breeze caressed his face, carrying with it the scent of the surrounding flora. The island's tranquility seemed to seep into his very soul, grounding him in the present moment.

Lost in his thoughts, Lyon quietly stepped closer, his gaze fixed on Selena. He marveled at the way her body moved in perfect harmony with the sword, the effortless grace with which she wielded her weapon. It was a testament to her skill and unwavering dedication to her craft.

In the serenity of the meadow, Lyon silently approached Selena, his footsteps barely making a sound on the soft grass. He waited for a pause in her movements, a moment of respite from her intense training. When the time was right, he reached out to Scarlett, the black blade that had ended many dreams and nightmares alike. He slashed the weapon in the most open area of her movement, yet, he knew within his heart that the woman would parry his 'test' effortlessly.

She did, beautifully so. However, her frown turned to delight as she saw his smile dawn upon her.

Their blades locked, their eyes met, and both of them broke into smiles.

"Good morning," Lyon said, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

Selena's eyes sparkled with amusement as she replied, "Good morning darling!"

She was ready to leap into his arms, but Lyon leap back and released a phantom slash, that ripped a part of her top robe. Selena was surprised, fabric dangling and revealing her shoulders.

Lyon smirked before he rested Scarlett down.

"Are you sure?" asked Selena as her eyes began to turn crafty, "Your mother is here you know."

"I'm sure," said Lyon as his eyes showed overwhelming confidence.

Rui was on top of one of the branches in the surrounding trees looking at her son and his wife. She crossed her upper limbs before the other three perched on the same branch.

"Rui, cut the boy some slack, let him fuck his wife," said Sun.

"Your tongue is really..." Rui sighed.

"C'mon Rui, don't give the boy a hard time, that's Selena's job..." said Shen as his whiskers waved rapidly. "And Cecile... and Luna... and Lumina... an—"

"Alright! Alright! I get it!" said Rui as she snapped at the True Dragon, making the latter quiver.

"He deserves happiness too, hoho!" said Bapho. "A bliss of a thousand dreams, as the Undying Horse said."

"Tch, fine, is not that I'm going to stop him from succumbing to his natural instinct," said Rui as she pouted.

"Heh," Sun, Shen, and Bapho revealed a smirk. A successful combined effort by the three wing—Ape, Dragon, and Goat.

Selena grinned as she took her stance, reverse-holding her sword. The stance was quite uncommon and revealed a lot of openings which made Lyon confused.

However, he was not going to shy away. With Scarlett by his hand, he stepped forward before his robe instantaneously scattered to his shock. His foot just landed and his upper robe shattered like a glass, revealing his scarless iron body.

  Lyon stood there in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief at how seamlessly Selena had executed her move, leaving him vulnerable and exposed.

"Impressive," Lyon finally managed to say, a mixture of astonishment and admiration in his voice.

Selena smirked, a glimmer of mischief in her eyes. "You should know better than to underestimate your opponent, darling," she teased, her voice laced with playful arrogance.

"Heh," Lyon smirked before his playful eyes turned reigning.

Lyon's playful demeanor shifted into a more serious stance, his eyes narrowing with focus. He met Selena's challenge head-on, their swords clashing with a resounding clash that echoed through the meadow. As their blades collided, sparks danced in the air, and their clothes began to tear apart, revealing glimpses of their toned and battle-hardened bodies.

With each clash, their movements became faster and more intense, their strikes precise and calculated. Their swords whirled through the air, creating a symphony of steel as they exchanged blows. There was no room for hesitation or doubt, only the unyielding determination to prove their strength and skill.

Their intertwined dance continued the intensity building with every passing moment. They were perfectly matched, their movements fluid and synchronized. The atmosphere around them crackled with energy as if the very air was charged with their unwavering resolve.

Under the intense breeze of the forest, one could hear cloth after the cloth was ripped away, their bodies glistening with sweat as they pushed themselves to their limits. The remnants of their torn garments floated around them like ethereal remnants of a battle-hardened love.

"Woah... who taught him that?" asked Sun.

"Well, nice to meet you monkey," said Shen.

"Hah, fuck off, you're just a fish cosplaying to be a cat," said Sun. "Like you know something about romance!"

The latest impact pushed the two apart from each other to the end of each side of the meadow. Both of them laughed looking at each other's state. After the laughter dimmed down, they knew the next one will be the last one.

The forest took a breath and the branches danced.

( Darling, I can already anticipate your next move ) thought Selena before her brows raised. 

Lyon closed his eyes as nature bowed. He revealed his eyes and a grin formed. A single sword hymn hovered over his head.

"Heh," Selena smirked.

Lyon threw Scarlett etch to the ground before he made a run toward her, without any additional technique.

"Eh?" Selena was caught off guard before her brows furrowed she too did the same with her sword and ran toward him, with one single sword hymn hovering over her head.

"Go!" simultaneous intents activated both sword hymns at the same time.

Both pierced the air and passed each other, before ripping apart the last fabric that covered whatever was left on their body.

Selena was the first one to leap forward with both hands stretched out. Lyon was caught off guard but he quickly embraced her and controlled her force with a spin.

"Remember this?" she said so playfully.

"Hm?" Lyon was unsuspecting before their lips share warmth.

Her hands coiled around his neck. His thighs clamped on his stomach, refusing to let him go and trust the balance on him. 

Lyon's mouth was conquered, to say the least. Her craft with weapons extended to her tongue as well. He was beaten, rolled over and over like a squirming dragon. Remind him of the time when she went all the way to break the space and made every living being knelt but him, in Nostria. 

It was her that he was able to come this far. It was her that his journey truly began. Without her, he might have died far early in this cold world. Weaving on that, Lyon closed his eyes and slowly brought her down on the grass that felt like soft cotton.

Lyon's gaze met Selena's blue eyes. Her silky black hair encompassed her beauty and made Lyon struck in awe.

"Silly, are we going to stop now?" said Selena as her hands caressed his youth face. ( How many years had it been, how many mindless nights had passed ).

Lyon snapped back, he was lost in her ethereal beauty that he almost forgot his duty. 

"Rui, you're really into this, aren't you?" asked Bapho.

"Shh," Rui had a stern gaze toward the couple.

Bapho backed down.

( After all this time... I always wanted to say it to you, but always forgot as well ) thought Lyon as his cheek greeted hers. He softly whispered in her ear. 

"Thank you."

Her eyes expanded and dilated as a dream-like sensation coursed through from the source of her flower. Nectars flowed over like thick milk overflowing a glass. Her emotions and physicality were heightened to an immense euphoria. A bliss of a thousand dreams.

With tender yet passionate movements, Lyon's hands traced the contours of Selena's body, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. His touch awakened a symphony of pleasure within her, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her veins. Selena's fingers delicately explored the planes of Lyon's muscular frame, feeling the strength and devotion that resided within him.

In this idyllic setting, surrounded by the whispers of rustling leaves and the sweet fragrance of wildflowers, their bodies came alive with desire. Their connection grew deeper, fueled by a shared longing and a yearning to merge their souls.

Words of love sprung out as Selena rolled him over and took reign over his body. Her graceful back was glowing from the shine of the shy sun that had just woken up fully. Selena combed her hair with both hands and caught Lyon's lips parted. Her perfect body was a delight that could ruin heroes, but he was no hero.

His arms worked on his instinct and grabbed her hips before tracing forward to her blossoms. Selena moved up and down in a squat, and each time she was at the bottom, a 'slugfest' of squelch was heard. She moaned in a melodic voice that aroused him more. His wrists were caught by hers and slowly shifted toward her two jewels in front. His fingers traced over as he combed over the buds, each time sending a jolting sensation.

Her pace raised rapidly as a burgeoning flower was about to unfold. Her lust, her love, consumed. She was at the height of her pleasure before Lyon was clamped and she unleashed her win against nature.

"AahN! <3" 

Her sultry voice echoed throughout the small secluded island. She was breathing heavily as she lay down on her chest catching for breath.

"Selena, that wa—" his lips were shut by her index finger as she raised once more. She leaned away a bit time. Her hands grab the grass as she grinds him with a mischievous smile, albeit slow, she was bidding her time as Lyon sunk into the grandest pleasure. His soul roared the moment she winked at him. The flaming fire to conquer ignited.

Ravage, ravage, and ravage! He got up and pushed her legs up over his shoulders. His fists locked on the ground as his hips fiercely pounded her down. Squelches after squelches, Lyon suddenly felt an uminganible power coursing through his glutes.

( Rui... ) Bapho had his lips twitched as he dare not to see her face.

Were it any other women, he might have broken their pelvis by now. However, not the Empress of the Void. Selena resigned herself to his pleasures, giving him every inch of what he wanted without words.

Immediately she felt the bee expand in the crown of her flower. Twitching a call for her to clasp his neck with her feet.

"Kh!" Lyon's eyes widened as all muscles within his glutes contracted. 

"Ahn~" Selena's eyes dilated.

A gushing life reigned, flooding over where no men ever reached. The holy place that was sacred to her.  Her hips twitched so long with pleasure as if she was about to get a permanent muscle cramp.

As Lyon tried to catch his breath he was pushed away by her feet. He tried to regain composure as his eyes looked at the beauty darting her gaze down.

Selena looked down, "You really like making a mess..." she darted her gaze to Lyon, "Say... want to go somewhere a little bit nostalgic?" she revealed a mischievous smile.

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A wandering cultivator arrived at the front of the arch gate of the famed summit.

"So this is where the famous battle had taken place, damn..."

The bells suddenly chimed, panging directly into his soul. His body shook as he took a step back, but his heel made contact with a sturdy small rock, causing him to tumble over.

"W-What's going on?! I- I gotta get out of here!" the man ran frantically, with his first thought was to spread the words.

Unbeknownst to him, in the throne room.

Selena was reigning over Lyon as he sat on the throne. Her body swayed erotically with her hands combed over her hair, enjoying every bit of pleasure-graze as she ride the once-an-emperor, claiming him as her own.