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

Lyon crossed his arm as he looked at the two guards, "Your emperor wanted to see me."

One of the guards looked at him carefully from head to toe. The garment that Lyon wore was nothing sort of common in this area. The guard couldn't figure out why would a man wore something that looked like a skirt. (Is he, is he a performer?) the thought was shared with his partner.

"A-hem," the guard made a fake cough, "I've heard no such thing nor a notice for that matter that the emperor will be meeting anyone."

The guard looked at the surroundings and saw no official carriages nor any type of transportation that proved Lyon to be someone important. He could only swear that he was a performer but there was no prior notice for that.

"Hmm, are you sure?" muttered Lyon.

"Yes, I'm sure, you... uh... are you a performer by chance?" asked the guard.

Meeting The Emperor