120 Chapter One Hundred Twenty - I Have Five Male Gods In My Harem!

When Tyler finally opened his eyes in the next world, he was shocked, seeing that he was suspended in mid-air. He wore long white robes as he gripped an ancient sword-like thing in his right hand.

Why did he call it a sword-like thing? It was because somehow, for some reason, he could tell that swords shouldn't be so light weighted. Perhaps it was an instinct that told him about this even after he had lost his previous memories.

And why were his robes so long? What the hell was happening?

Then suddenly, he heard a sharp sound that yelled at the top of his voice in an English accent.

"Cut!" The director said in an irritated voice, "What the bl**dy h*ll are you doing? Quinn! If you don't know how to fly in the air, just don't fly at all!" 

Tyler was stunned. So his name was Quinn? He blankly looked at the entire scene unfolding before his eyes.