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

Lyon stood up and yawned, stretching his arms casually as the wails of the devil cultivators filled the air.

"Have some rest, Yala. You will see your mother before you remember to drink," Lyon declared with a nonchalant tone.

Yala could only watch Lyon's face from the side in awe. A realization dawned upon her that every exaggerated tale in the history about Lyon 'Zodiac' Torga was true. The significance of it all was now deadly apparent. He, who once reached the Zenith of cultivation, had now returned—youthful as ever, wild as ever, and seemingly weak as never.

The scene oscillated back and forth between Lyon overwhelming the devil cultivators and the revelation from Luce.

"He saw my son's death?" Cecile asked in disbelief, her eyes reflecting a mixture of shock and sorrow.

"You know very well if you lie to—" Cecile began, her tone sharp.

"I won't dare," Luce interjected, shaking her head with a sense of urgency.

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