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

The adventurers gawked their eyeballs out. Their lips went untucked. The atmosphere on the sidewalk suddenly intensified. The greenhorn they had just seen leaving had returned with one foot holding down the greatsword. The effortless of his breath, the way he crossed his arms against Frost Party was undeniably far surpassed whatever words coming out of Arf now.

Arf smiled, "Friend, what's the meaning of this?"

"I owe this guy some money, I won't pay to a dead person though," said Lyon as he shrugged.

"You owe him money?" Arf looked over to Nafail before he burst out laughing, "Hahahaha!"

The lone laughter reverberated across the city walls.

"Shut up would you, it's hurting my ears," said Lyon as he picked up a booger from his right ear.

The gasp of horror immediately overlapped the abrupt stop of Arf's hearty laughter. They couldn't believe their ears, especially Nafail. The latter even forgot how to stand up for a flash of a second.

Doma and The Harp Guild