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

Under the trembling sky, the four banners fluttered their glory. The headdress that he wore only brought out his godly presence. There was nothing in this world that could bat his eye as he didn't even take a glance at the crumbling island below him despite the huge tremor that could deafen one's ears.

"You IMBECILE!" shouted the astral figure before he quickly approached Lyon with his glaring eyes. Yet even when he hastened his move and louder his voice, he still couldn't faze him.

The astral figure drawing out his mana before a sword was formed in his hand. He wasted no time before he hacked toward the young man with the full intent of killing reflected in those weary eyes. As the blade coming from above, right toward his forehead, Lyon closed his eyes before one of his golden tails slapped the astral figure in the face and sent him flying without any much-needed effort.

Who is Your Backing?