Good Answer

Lyon looked over the door he had just closed with furrowed brows and balled fists. His forehead creased as his jaws clenched. He closed his eyes before he took a deep breath. He leaned his head on the wooden door with a soft thud before letting his breath out.

( I thought I came here with a cheat, something that makes any problems to no problems. Even in another world, I still have some problems I couldn't solve with a snap of a finger or a chant of magic, fuck ).

Lyon let out a sigh before he turned and walked away with firm fists. ( However, whoever hurt my loved ones, they shall pay, their entire ancestral shall answer! ). Lyon's eyes flashed a glint of rage before a wisp of wind fluttered his hair the moment he arrived at the garden.