Inhuman Warlock

"Even the so-called Angels weren't able to avoid it," the man stated further.

"I know what happened to them. I'm asking my relation to them and to you? Am I really from the same species as you?" Lucifer asked.

The man simply smiled. "What do you think the answer to that question would be? Since this is a dream, whatever answer you come up with will be what you receive."

"Dream?" It was only now that Lucifer remembered he had gone to sleep in the World of Trials. So he was dreaming about the man being here.

He hit his forehead in frustration. "So you actually aren't here. You're just a fragment of my imagination in my dream."

"We're all but a fragment of someone's imagination," the man responded. "You must really want to meet me since you're already dreaming about me?"

"I only want my answers about my origins. I want my answer about my identity and how I ended up in that Dungeon with the sword that you... I mean the sword that real you stole from whoever possessed Jian. I don't care about anything else but finding out about myself so my heart can calm down. And that's what I've been trying to achieve."

"What after you get your answers? What will you do?" The man asked.

"It will depend on the answers," Lucifer answered. "Whatever the answer may be, it will decide what happens."

The man laid on the ground, gazing at the Star. "You know, as you subconscious fragment of imagination, I can see what you truly think. Sometimes it's better to not get some answers as you might spoil your future as well."

"Great, so basically, I'm talking to myself now," Lucifer rolled his eyes in response. "Anyway, it doesn't matter what answers lie ahead. I need to know them. If I can't even know who I was, how can I know what I truly am? I don't even know what happened to my real family. According to the stories, the Angel Clan was wiped centuries ago."

" I'm not even twenty years old, so it's impossible that my real mother was killed centuries ago. I don't know what happened to her, but I can't sit without knowing why she let me go and where she went."

The young man nodded. "Have you considered the possibility that she might have died in the last twenty years?"

Lucifer went silent but didn't respond.

"You don't need to speak for me to know your answer. Just know that there is a lot of conflict in your heart. First, you need to clear your internal conflict and then do something. Make sure if you truly want to know when living in ignorance can be a bliss."

"You can forget about your past and focus on your future. You already have a family. Why insert yourself into a conflict you can avoid? Let that man do whatever he wants. Let him kill wherever he wants. You are cleared by the Star Alliance. You have a new life now. Why risk it?" The young man once again tried to convince Lucifer. Unfortunately, Lucifer had already made up his mind.

He couldn't argue with himself about himself. It would be as if he was lying to himself. Whatever the man said was truly the conflict in his heart. He had a family now, he had friends, and he had a home. If he entered an unnecessary conflict, he was going to put them all in danger.

As Lucifer lost himself in thoughts, he heard the knocking on the door. It was odd. Why was he hearing knocking when there were no doors in this world?

"Someone is at the door. You should wake up now." The man tapped the shoulder of Lucifer.

"Huh!" Lucifer's eyes opened, falling on the roof. He was back in his room. "My dreams are getting weirder."

Knock~

The knocking on the door continued.

Lucifer glanced at the clock to notice that it was already morning. Still, the Trial was supposed to be after two days, so who could be knocking at his door at this time. He got off the bed and walked to the door.

He pulled the door open, wondering who it was.

As the door opened, Lucifer noticed a group of youngsters standing outside. There were a total of ten youngsters, all having a number from 1-50 on their chest. Seeing the numbers, Lucifer realized that they were the participants as well.

"So the news was right. There is a 51st participant this time. Really fascinating." A blue-haired lady commented.

She was standing in the lead. There were two written on her chest, which was pretty high.

According to what Lucifer was told about this place by Joana, the numbers here mattered a lot. The number on the chest wasn't just the number of participants. They were also the current rankings.

Even though the Trial hadn't even started yet, each of the participants had an initial ranking that was decided by the High Council based on their past performance in the field and their strength.

For the girl to have two on her chest, it implied that she was currently in the top two participants in this place.

Since Lucifer was given a black card at the last moment when everyone was already assigned numbers, his ranking was undetermined. He was given the 51st rank for now.

The girl glanced at the number on Lucifer's chest. "51st. I thought the new participant would be someone special, but he's literally the weakest here, it seems."

She didn't even take a second glance at Lucifer before she turned. "He must be someone who reached here with the help of Nepotism. He must be the relative of a General who gave him the pass. Tsk, what a waste of a spot."

She left. The others also started leaving one after another after taking a sigh of relief. When they had heard that there was a 51st participant here, they thought he must've been someone special for rules to be broken for him. However, his ranking proved that he was nothing special.

Lucifer watched everyone leave. His head tilted sideways in confusion. He shrugged his shoulders as he walked back inside the room.

He went to wash his face before leaving his room as well. He hadn't seen the world yet, and it was the perfect time to do it. It was already bright outside. Moreover, he needed some fresh air to clear his head of his weird dream.

Fortunately, there were maps of the facility in each hallway to make participants know which place was where. There were also some forbidden places marked on the map.