Big_Yellow

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.

Emperor's Reckoning

Graff stood firmly while he answered her question, "This humble self was going to the carriage lodging in the mansion and ordered the two guards lady Biane are most familiar with to pick misses up."


(So he knew about the two guards then) thought Clemora as she contemplated before she asked, "Then when we first arrived, why didn't you inquire about their whereabouts?"


Biane tensed up since this was what they were wondering, in these crucial times the enemies might be right under their nose. Even though Graff could be a traitor, she still hoped that he was not. (C'mon Graff don't let it be you).


Since her father was not around much, it was Graff that would spend time with her when she was a kid.


Graff calmly answered with a smile on his face, "Yes, I didn't ask about them since I saw sir Lyon and lady Clemora was in the driving seat together. It would be unbecoming of me to ask such mundane matter at the time."


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