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

In one of the rooms inside an inn in Mabia was two people sitting across each other. The young man wore nothing but a bathrobe while the young woman wore her battle attire. Her sword was hidden yet her eyes showed how sharp it was. Despite being in the presence of such a capable woman, the young man didn't feel any sense of nervousness, all he could feel was the warm tea running through his throat.


"Ah, such a bland tea, I don't feel anything but water inside my mouth," said the young man before putting the cup on the table.


"Answer my question, Lyon, stop stalling," said the woman with her eyes sharpened.


The woman suddenly stood and cupped her hand, "Then I offer my gratitude."


Lyon was surprised at this weird twist. He expected some retaliation or at least some questions but not direct gratitude.


"You must be confused as to why I did this."


Impossible!