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

The source of the voice came from the west side, as a slender figure slowly approached the three of them. The moon shone down as it revealed the beauty. 


She had a brown-apricot hair that was tied up into a ponytail with a single string of curly hair hanging down the left side of her cheek. Her snow-white complexion and her pinkish-red lips were the perfect combinations with her small yet pointy ears. Her cute little nose would make anyone want to take a piece.


She wore a short red cape that was covering her shoulder and a bit of her breast region but it still left a hint of cleavage. Her tight pale-white school vest outlined her narrow waist as she wore a black box-pleated skirt, embroidered with a golden swallow.


Her movement brought grace as her bearing was revealed. Her steps were making the world kneel by her presence and admired by her beauty.


The guard stood up straight like a pole as they saluted the figure. "Good evening Princess Chloe."


Princess Chloe, Will You Forget About Me?