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

Everyone was flabbergasted. There was not enough time to digest the fact that Priscila's and Luke's father had returned from missing quite a few years, now that same powerful person was bowing against the latest generation.

Jin was holding his laughter as his eyes were in tears. The very same man that was giving him troubles more than he needed to actually bowed to the young man that called him father. He could already saw the old face tumbling down into depression.

"Your welcome," said Lyon without giving enough sincerity to the old. Some might think this was a haughty act, however, there was no such feeling from the old man's heart.

His sincere act of referring toward Lyon was not on the based that the latter would give him the formality he deserved from his status. It was pure gratitude toward the act that the latter had done for his life. He nodded with a smile.

"Father...? What happened?" asked Priscila.

Noark Treas