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 third floor of the store was focusing on one old figure as he stood in front of a black cauldron. Clad in the eye-catching azure cloak, he closed his eyes as he entered deep concentration state.


Watching the old figure was Lyon and his companion, Princess Aelina. He crossed his arm as he looked at the old man with a smirk, either it was arrogance or confidence, it mattered not.


"Do you need my help old man?" teased Lyon as he chuckled.


"Hahaha, you are one thousand years old too early for that!" said the old man as he activated his red soul flame. 


"Ok, old man," answered Lyon with a smile.


The old man smiled despite Lyon's sneer as he replied, "Such childish ploy won't work on me boy, I could make a third-grade pill while drinking wine."


Lyon clicked his tongue while shaking his head before saying, "You put too much thinking into it, I only said that because you are too lonely, but alas, you slapped away my kindness that fast."


The Third Wheeler