Inhuman Warlock

Chapter 907: Unending Cycle

After his scan was completed, the old man returned to take Lucifer with him. This time, his entire perception was different though. He gazed at Lucifer more curiously and was able to understand why he said what he said.

He also understood why Joana was acting so smug. This boy, he was nothing like they had seen before. He was certainly somewhat special.

He took Lucifer with him to a separate room which was assigned to him, intentionally taking the longer route so he could talk to him more.

Lucifer told him everything that he had told the Star Alliance since that wasn't a secret anymore, regarding his history on earth and his appearance in space.

He conveniently omitted the thing about being arrested over accusations and being given this card. He didn't want the old man to be suspicious. Even though he was proven to be innocent, it was still better for him to keep such things a secret.

"So you were a part of Joana's crew. It's certainly a miracle. You were a part of Joana's crew for only a few weeks, and now you're already in the race for promotion. This is certainly impressive." The old man complimented Lucifer before he stopped in front of a door. "But don't be overconfident. Just because you are here doesn't mean you will have an easy time."

"As soon as the trials start, you'll know how nightmarish this place can be. And I won't be going easy on you either, even if you're special."

He pushed the door open. "This will be your room for as long as you're here. Your uniform and food will be inside. In the meantime, if you want, you can roam outside as well. You don't need to inform us about that. Just don't get lost and be back before it turns dark. Since everyone is here, the trials will start forty-eight hours from now."

"You're free to do whatever you want until then." The old man didn't even enter the room to check things. He just showed the room before disappearing, leaving Lucifer all alone.

"No matter what you call this place, this place is a prison world, and we're all prisoners until the trials are over. Just remember that," Lucifer gazed at the empty spot where the old man was standing previously.

The world was sealed. They could go out, but they couldn't leave this place. For months, this place was going to be their new home, whether they liked it or not.

Despite missing his home, Lucifer was determined to win the Trials and become a Captain Rank member of the Star Alliance. With that, he wasn't going to need anyone's permission to go home when he needed to. Moreover, he was also going to get the authority to investigate exactly what happened in the past.

The Star Alliance was going to be his stepping stone for him to reach his goal.

Lucifer observed his room which was much better than the room he was scanned at. The room appeared to be very modern with everything that he was going to need, including a private bathroom.

There was also a freezer available which was filled with drinks. There was a comfortable King Size bed for him to sleep along with a wardrobe that was filled with the uniform.

There were around twenty uniforms, all looking the same.

Shaking his head, he walked to the wardrobe and picked up a set of uniforms before entering the shower to freshen up.

He came out of the shower, dressed in the new uniform, which was pure white. There was a symbol of the Star Alliance on the left portion, while there was a black badge on the right side.

The small badge was pitch black in color previously, but as soon as Lucifer wore the attire, a number appeared on the badge. "51."

"Participant number 51," Lucifer muttered, shaking his head.

Now that he was dressed, he wanted to roam outside, but he also wanted to sleep. Back on earth, he hadn't been able to complete his sleep on the flights. From there, he was brought to the High Council, and in his worries, he again couldn't sleep. It was the same case on his way here.

He hadn't properly slept in days.

"It's already evening outside. I should see the world in the morning. There are still two days before the trial starts." He lazily dropped to the bed.

Things were finally calm again. He didn't need to worry about being killed by the High Council. He also received the pieces of the Portal Stones from Xaen. Now, as soon as he went back, he could get the others on earth.

"Next time I go back, I'll be the Captain of my own ship. I should be able to locate the other stones easily. That will only leave the stone in the World of Summons."

"Wait... Isn't the World of Summon also a world? I forgot to ask this. If it's also a world in the database of the Star Alliance, I can go there as an official representative of the Star Alliance with my ship. Things would certainly be easier with my own crew from Star Alliance. It would also help in locating the exact spot of the store in the World of Summon, which is still unclear."

Lost in his thoughts and his future plans, Lucifer didn't realize when he fell asleep.

Deep asleep, Lucifer lost himself in the dreams that seemed a bit too realistic.

He found himself back in the world where he had gone after receiving the Vessel Strength. He stood on the exact cliff, but there was no one there anymore.

Lucifer flew up and observed his surroundings to find even one glimpse of the man, but he was nowhere to be found. Lucifer kept flying at his fastest Speed as he circled the entire world to find the man who was here last time, forgetting that he was in a dream this time.

After completing the entire circle, he returned back to the cliff. Tired, he sat at the edge of the cliff as he took calm breaths. "He isn't here. Did he leave?"

"Looking for me?" Just as Lucifer had given up hope, a voice came from nearby.

Lucifer turned around to find the man standing behind him. "There you are! I was looking everywhere for you! Where did you hide?!"

"Why were you looking for me?" The man asked, sitting beside Lucifer.

"I had many questions to ask you regarding the Angels and the past and my link to everything," Lucifer answered, but before he could finish, the man started speaking.

"Hard times give birth to strong people. Strong people create good times. Good times give birth to weak people. Weak people create hard times. It's an unending cycle of beginning and ends that even gods can't avoid…."