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

Inside the wrecked living room, a woman was pointing at a butler with her daggering eyes. An outsider might perceive this as a master who was reprimanding her servant. However, the truth was more serious than that.


Graff was caught off guard for a second before composing himself, "I'm sorry m' lady did I say something wrong?"


"Clemora what's wrong with you?" asked Biane with the look of a sister that would lecture her little sibling.


Clemora didn't pay any heed to her older sister's question. Her eyes were fixated on the head butler of the family. She waved her hand violently while saying, "Enough pretending traitor!"


Her words made Biane averted her gaze to the old man that accompanied her childhood. She instinctively took a step back while listening to their conversation.


Graff couldn't help but stutter a little bit, "T-there might be some misunderstanding m' lady." Though he was accused he still maintained his professionalism.


The Traitor