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 bandits refused to believe what they saw, yet the glare from their boss remained true. Tens of tents were destroyed as their boss plunged into them like one giant bullet.

"You're dead!" shouted one of the bandits near Lyon.

Lyon smirked as he watched the incoming assault from the bandits. His feet moved and left an afterimage before the bandits were sent flying just like how their boss was. Wave after wave he sent them with his kicks before he held his leg up as not a single bandit approached him anymore. He slowly put his foot down. "What's wrong? Is that the best of your men?"

"Y...You!" the bandits could only glare under their perspiration.

Gamael swept the blood out of his lips as he glared at Lyon. He knew the morale of his lackeys significantly dropped after they saw what just happened. "Who the fuck are you?!"

Lyon who was unperturbed even by the sheer outnumbering they did on him, shrugged. "My name is Lyon."

Red Fountain