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

Seeing the corpses on the ground, the owner of the bar lightly pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his bloodied hand. 


"Serving you? Hmph! How bold you are, what are you to Emperor Torga?" muttered the owner before he turned back to the counter.


His footsteps were heard clearly in the empty pub as he pulled out the glasses and put it on. Glancing at one of the bottles in a display, he furrowed his eyebrows before curving up a smile.


"Looks like, you have overcome your regret," said the owner of the pub.


"And your brutality is still present I see."


The voice came from the entrance of the pub. A lone man was stark naked as he crossed his arm. He smiled at the owner's back before he approached him.


The naked man with grayed hair took a glimpse at one of the corpse. He noticed clothing with a hint of royalty style embroidered in one of the corpses.


"Are you sure? You might enact a war between two kingdoms or more you know."


Two Grand Generals