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

In the heart of the chaotic coliseum, Lyon sat comfortably, watching as the bandit leader hovered in the air whilst eyes were on him. Lyon's wife sat beside him, her hand in his, her eyes locked on the threat.

"We finally meet!" said Drogan with his encompassing voice. All attention was garnered in this simple method. He summoned a greatsword with a flick of his finger and held it in one hand. His towering figure was not for show but his eyes lacked the confidence that Lyon had.

All three students looked up and saw Drogan had chosen his prey. Their teacher had been found in the midst of chaos.

"I never thought that I would have a fan of your size," answered Lyon.

"Sharp tongue," said Drogan before smirking, "Do you think you can save Refl?"

"Think?" Lyon spread his legs taking up spaces. He pulled back the hood and revealed his face. He leaned backward. "What makes you think that I'm here to save him?"

Lyon and Drogan