Inhuman Warlock-Novel

Only twelve hours had passed since the first trial began, which people expected to last for days if not weeks.

The sun had already set. There were many youngsters who stood at the entrance of the base, gazing toward the mountain.

It was so dark, yet everyone could see some figures approaching them from a distance.

Only when the people got close to the base, which was lit up, everyone saw them clearly. There were four people who were all accompanied by the moderators.

All the participants gazed at the four of them in curiosity, wondering who had won. As soon as absolute cold was used, even the cameras went blank, making it such that no one here knew what happened after that.

The people tried to guess who won from the expressions of the participants, but no one showed anything. All four of them directly went inside the base, not reacting at all. Even Lucifer didn't stay there more than he had to as he went back inside his room, not even talking to Malin.

"Sir, can you tell us who won? What's the last rank? Or was it a draw?"

Many youngsters asked the moderators to get some answers, especially the ones who were part of the last four teams. They wanted to know if their team member actually won or not.

"You will know tomorrow when the rankings are posted on the main wall," The Moderators responded. "Until then, you all go back to your own rooms. You'll know tomorrow morning in any case."

*****

Lucifer closed the door of his room and dropped onto the bed, closing his eyes.

There were thousands of thoughts in his head, but most of them were about himself. Throughout the day, he had made so many decisions, especially early in the morning.

Now that he was finally in the comfort of his bed, he finally started thinking more deeply about it.

"Why did I become so impulsive today? Just to have some fun, I irritated that moderator when I could've just done everything without doing it."

"That's not me. I don't run from conflict, but I also don't create them. Just what happened to me today?"

"I didn't feel like myself. I know I made that decision, but why?"

No matter how much he tried to think about anything else, his mind kept going back to all those things.

At first, it wasn't his plan to do anything like this. He also had more control and patience in the past, but something had changed in him today. He didn't know why.

"Is it really just a casual act, or is there something more? It happened right after I met with Gabriel. It's like messing with people gave me pleasure. It's like I wanted that! I wanted that feeling! I craved for it!"

"Argh, I hope I'm just overthinking things."

He buried his head under a pillow, trying to sleep to calm his head. He didn't even change his clothes before going to sleep.

It was only after he felt slightly uncomfortable that he got up to get back to more comfortable clothes. He took off the shirt he was wearing and went to the wardrobe to bring out his old clothes.

Knock~

Before Lucifer could even open the wardrobe, there was a knock on the door.

"Hmm? Who could it be now?"

He walked to the door, not even bothering to don a shirt.

Lucifer opened the door. "You two... What are you doing here so late?"

He noticed two women standing outside the door being none other than the two that were on his team.

"We came here to talk to you," Malin answered, trying to prevent her eyes from straying at the sight of bare-chested Lucifer.

The other girl couldn't achieve the same feat as her gaze went down.

"Come in. We can talk inside."

He turned around and went back to the wardrobe to get the shirt again.

The two ladies entered the room, closing the door behind them.

"Your back tattoo looks intriguing," Malin commented, noticing the mark on Lucifer's back.

Lucifer casually nodded. He didn't really like this mark which came on him from the pendant. Even though he knew about it, he didn't particularly like it.

"I've never seen someone who covered their entire back though." Maya also chimed in. "You must've really liked tattoos."

"What are you talking about? It's not on my entire back."

"Ah, if you don't call that the entire back, I don't know what to say." Maya chuckled. "The tattoo covers your back from head to waist."

"Hmm?" Frowning, Lucifer stopped getting dressed and went to the mirror in the distance.

Turning his back toward the mirror, he tried to observe the mark, only to be stunned. The mark which was covering only a small part of his back before was now covering his entire back. It was as if the mark was expanding on its own.

Lucifer didn't know what to think of this. He didn't know if there was any way to stop the mark. He didn't even know why it even expanded in the first place. Just what was the secret of this mark on his back?

"Is something wrong?" Malin stood up, seeing Lucifer distressed.

"Huh? No, nothing." Lucifer wore the shirt again, covering his back. "Don't tell anyone about this tattoo."

He didn't know what this tattoo was, but he still wanted to keep it a secret. There was a possibility that this mark could be related to the Angels. He didn't want the Star Alliance to know of it and become his enemy.

"What did you want to talk about?" He changed the topic, getting it back to the two ladies.

"We came here to ask you about the first trial. What happened in the last moments. Even the cameras couldn't resist the cold. For that to happen, the cold must've been something incomprehensible."

"So you want to know if I won or not. Don't worry; in any case, you'll get the points."

"It's not about points. We won't care even if you were Fourth. Just the fourth position itself is great for us. We are just curious as to what happened."

"We also wanted to ask if you were fine, but you do look fine, so we didn't."

Lucifer picked up a chair and sat before the two ladies. "You know it's not good for two ladies to come this late in a guy's room. Do you think the people who see you leaving this room will think you came here to ask me questions?"

"Why? What else will they think?" Malin asked innocently, only to later realize. Her face turned red.