Rise of the White Devil

Exiting the park, Lucas noticed that it was still desolate. Not many people roamed around this part of the capital since they didn't really have a reason to.

There was almost nothing here except for a few buildings that opened only during the daytime and the park itself.

Lucas sighed as he fiddled with the black ring on his left ring finger. It had beautiful engravings, showing off how special it was.

He had been suddenly teleported back after hearing the last sentence he least expected from Nyx.

Nyx had told him to meet up at a place in the capital's black market and handed him this ring.

The ring was supposed to show his power or authority.

Everyone was tired, and Nyx and Aurora apparently had some things they still had to do, so Lucas could finally go after becoming one of the highest members of the Voidwalkers.

'I wanted to join them, but I didn't expect to get my own seat...'

He had two days until he had to meet Nyx again in the black market.

Lucas had never really visited the black markets in Myrniel, but he knew it was only a matter of time.

'Even though we have no curfew, the guards at the dormitory will be suspicious about what I was doing so late... I also need to deal with Klaus and Leonne,' he thought, his mind spinning with everything he had discovered today.

The Void.

Nothing was known about them, and it made Lucas feel uneasy.

Not once did he stop thinking about the Void.

He felt helpless as his mind tried to come up with ways to protect his loved ones. But he was too weak.

As he walked, he suddenly heard the familiar emotionless female voice, as if whispering next to his ear:

"[New titles acquired]: Congratulations."

He always wondered just how or from where exactly the voice came from. Who or what was it actually that spoke?

He knew that everyone could hear the voice of their status, but it wasn't female for everyone—some had a male voice.

He wondered why he heard a female voice...

He knew some people thought that it was the gods speaking to them; others thought it was like a video game simply.

Bewildered, he opened his status screen.

'Status.'

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Status Screen:

[Name]: Lucas Nightstar

[Age]: 15

[Gender]: Male

[Race:] Half Dragon

[Rank]: High 6-star level (Master)

[Affinities]:

- Fire

- Lightning

- Space

- Chaos (Progenitor)

[Special Talent]: Dual Wielder

[Physique]: Dragon

[Bloodline]: Unawakened

[Title]: Master of the Blade of Chaos, Dragon Tamer, Anomaly, Progenitor of Chaos, Cursed by the Stars

[Skills]: Monarch of Chaos, Appraisal, Dragon's Pride, Dragon's Aura, Mirage, Phase, Danger Sense

[Soul Bond]: Luna (Dragon)

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Stopping in the middle of the street, he noticed the two new titles he had acquired.

"Progenitor of Chaos" seemed to be a recognition of his revealing it to a few more people, or perhaps it was for another reason.

But reading the second title...

A dry chuckle escaped his lips as he stood in the middle of the empty streets.

If anyone saw him, they would think of him as some crazy handsome psychopath in the middle of the night.

"Cursed by the Stars."

"Just what the fuck does that even mean?" he muttered.

It was obvious it wasn't anything good; it felt like fate was screwing him over, waiting for everything to crash down on him and break him.

Here he thought he was becoming more free.

How wrong he was.

He could feel the chains of fate wrapping around his body again.

"Haha, this is truly fucking amazing, isn't it?" he muttered, laughing under his breath with sarcasm.

He felt so tired, so tired that he just wanted to sleep.

He was glad that today was Friday, meaning he had the weekend and wouldn't have to attend school tomorrow.

Learning that the world was going to be attacked by an unknown species hellbent on destroying them wasn't easy for him.

Suddenly, he felt droplets of water falling down on him.

Not even a few seconds later, it suddenly started to rain heavily, making Lucas laugh at the irony of it all.

"I should've brought an umbrella," he said as he started walking again, now drenched in the rain.

He could have ordered an Uber to get back to Shield, but after everything, he needed some time for himself.

So, Lucas decided to simply walk his way towards the academy, which would take him a while.

But it wasn't like he was in a rush.

He started to slowly walk amidst the rain as the streets cleared out, his clothes becoming heavy with water.

Or perhaps it was the weight of everything else on his shoulders.

He didn't tell Nyx or Aurora about the first Progenitor of Chaos.

He doubted that anyone would know, not after understanding how complex Nyx's mind is.

No one even knew when the war would actually begin.

Nyx told him that they appear from something similar to a dungeon gate, but these aren't the same gates that everyone is used to.

There is no boss that you have to defeat, and there is no dungeon itself that you have to conquer.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The gate isn't meant for them to enter but for the void creatures to exit.

'I should have asked more questions... I'll just ask more in two days,'

Lucas thought as he kept walking, drenched by the rain.

He didn't even bother to pull his hood up as there was no point.

"I wonder how strong each rank really is since Nyx said that it's extremely dangerous and perhaps suicidal to fight a single rank on your own..." It didn't make sense in Lucas's eyes.

He felt like Nyx was still withholding information, which he understood, but it annoyed him since he couldn't grasp what Nyx knew and what he didn't.

"I wonder what he wants to give me." Nyx had told him that he had something for Lucas for when they meet again.

He was curious about what he would get.

It was probably going to be something beneficial to him since he was now one of the Voidwalkers.

Even though nothing grand really happened, he knew the title he received would probably send ripples in the underworld soon.

"I'll need to get some clothes so people won't recognize me in the black market."

He couldn't risk people finding out about him and perhaps him being one of the Voidwalkers, who were meant to be a myth.

Though it wouldn't be long now for the Voidwalkers to stop hiding themselves.

"Even though I am probably the weakest seat, people wouldn't be able to tell that."

He didn't even know how many seats there were until Nyx suddenly made him one of them.

He expected to start from the bottom of the Voidwalkers, not from the top instantly.

But he wasn't going to complain now since it was beneficial to him and to Nyx for investing in him.

It was a win-win situation for everyone, after all.

He wondered when he would get to meet the other seats.

How strong were they exactly, and what were they like?

And just who was the founder and the first seat?

Nyx couldn't remember his name, face, or anything about him.

"Did his master mess with his mind and disappear, or was it something else..." He didn't understand how so many things seemed to be wrong.

He wondered if there was someone else who lived as long as Nyx, or was he the only one who survived the Void Era?

'So many questions... no use thinking about them for today,' he thought as he kept walking amidst the heavy rain.

The sound of thunder echoed through the air, and the skies rumbled above.

The downpour soaked him to the bone, each step creating ripples in the growing puddles.

The cold wind brushed against his face.

As he kept walking, unbothered by the weather, he suddenly noticed something that intrigued him—a beautiful church came into view.

Its tall spires soared gracefully into the stormy sky, their elegant silhouettes a stark contrast to the dark clouds.

The stained-glass windows, despite the dreary weather, shimmered with vibrant colors, casting a soft, ethereal glow on the wet cobblestone path leading to the entrance.

Intricate stonework adorned the facade, depicting scenes of peace and serenity that seemed almost magical in the rain.

The heavy wooden doors, carved with meticulous detail, stood slightly ajar.

Surrounding the church, well-tended gardens, though drenched, still displayed blooming flowers and lush greenery, their scents faintly mingling with the fresh smell of rain.

Chuckling at the sight, he broke course and decided to walk towards the beautiful church.

He had never really gone to a church in his previous life or this one.

Going to a church, which is said to be one of the closest places to meet God or at least the gods in this world, felt odd to him.

Lucas knew he was the last person who should be allowed to visit a church, at least in his previous life, though no one except for Seraphina knew.

But did it matter?

In the end, no matter what world he was in, it was still him who had killed so many.

He wondered about the gods in this world, if he was honest.

He had never really bothered with religious stuff in either of his lives.

'Why not...'

It looked like this particular church was open even this late at night, even though no one sane enough would come this far in this weather.