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

"Heh," Lyon smirked, his eyes locked onto Rakumtatak. "Liu, Kesya, remember how I taught you guys how to pluck the wings out of a bird?"

"Huh?" Liu looked at the back of Lyon, bewildered by the unexpected request.

"I see, hahaha," Kesya seemed to understand the task at hand, hitting her fist against her own palm in realization.

"You may use your regalias," Lyon declared as he began to step forward, his confidence unwavering.

Rakumtatak, with an unyielding grin, also stepped forward. His massive frame arced forward as he took a deep breath, his booming voice echoing through the battlefield, "TOOOOORRRRRRGAAAAAA!!"

His name echoed, sending shivers through the hearts of those who were not powerful enough to endure the resonance. Lyon could feel the breeze of air through his hair as the mighty call reached its peak. However, instead of responding with words, he answered with a burst of steps the moment the echoes ceased.

What Did He See?