Chapter 3: Intruders (1/2)

”Finally!” Lucifer shouted out loud as he stretched his body.

Although it was still hard for him, he could now move his body.

It didn't take him a long time as Lucifer just focused on it.

That was why when he was stretching, the sound of bones snapping resounded out in this room.

Clack! Clack! Clack!

Just from moving his right arm to the left, all sorts of bones made a sound.

Of course, it was not only that, as all bones in Lucifer's body made a sound.

Clack! Clack! Clack!

Of course, that was just because of Lucifer's idleness or not moving for a long time.

It was actually surprising that his bones weren't destroyed or cracked after not moving that long of a time.

But well, that is probably thanks to his magic.

”Sheesh. I can't believe just making my body be able to move again took so much time from me.”

Lucifer spoke as he looked at the room that he has been staying in for thousands of years now.

Although he didn't do any cleaning or something like that, the room was still clean and all.

Even his body that didn't move for a long time didn't stink or didn't look bad.

Well, that was probably thanks to his magic.

Anyway, when Lucifer looked around, he soon saw a door.

Lucifer then turned around as he walked towards it.

He was staggering slightly, but he was definitely walking with confidence.

As Lucifer was quite tall, his feet soon reached right in front of the door.

And when he did, Lucifer saw something like a mirror attached to the door.

And when he looked at that mirror, Lucifer soon saw his face.

”Damn, I'm still handsome.” Lucifer said as his lips parted.

His face was just as he said, handsome. And his nose was as tall as the sky.

Lucifer just looked...perfect. At least, in the Hidden world's perspectives, Lucifer did look perfect.

And with his black eyes and black hair crowning his face, Lucifer was like a painting that came to life.

It was actually quite weird that his hair wasn't that long, considering that he hasn't cut it for thousands of years.

Of course, that's probably because of magic.

”Hmm, I wonder what type of demons are out there now...” Lucifer said as he opened the door.

He then stepped out of the room that he has been staying in for thousands of years.

It was his first step towards his goal.

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When Lucifer stepped out of the room that he was staying in, he soon saw the exterior of the mansion that he was living in.

It wasn't anything grand or something like that, but boy, it was huge.

Just the sheer size of the mansion that Lucifer was living in would tell one of how he lived his life before.

However, it seems Lucifer didn't really care about that as he looked at one thing.

And that was armor that had the shade of red. And that red came from the blood of Lucifer's past enemies.

And by the side of that armor was another type of armor, but this time, it seemed a little bit...muddy.

If the armor that had Lucifer's enemies' blood on it was gallant and imposing, this armor reminds one of the earth, of the land.

And this armor was something that Lucifer had personally made with his own hands.

It was a golem.