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

Before everyone could comprehend the shout of reply from outside the arena.

A bellowing voice was heard as it ruled the atmosphere in the arena. The dignified bellow had a hint of a roar and veneration. For the voice belonged to none other than Rupert's Father.

"The king of Golden Dragon..." muttered the spectators.

He had a rejuvenating figure as he stood with his chest held high. His face was on the older side, but time was having a hard time wearing him down. The bearing he exuded was far from what Rupert had at the moment.

Though he was certainly speaking to the host, his eyes were looking at the daring youth. The brimming vigor was something that even he was lacking.

The young man stood with confidence that could deter the devils back home. He looked at the king of the Golden Dragon with a smirk on his face.

"Darling..." said the queen as she held his hand from her seat.

Dragon!