With the chaos that happened, Nathalia's grave was not finished. It was half filled. Wasted flowers scented the grounds. Shovels lie useless. Chairs scrambled in the area. A forlorn sight for the most feared woman in the society.

As the rest of the people squandered for their lives, one man remains. The oldest friend. Three other men came. They picked the shovels as the old man orders. Slowly, they packed the unfilled grave. 

The old man held his hands to his back. Stared at the freshly dug soils. All these years, he lived behind the shadows of Nathalia. Hiding from the morbid influence of his kind. It's time to step out of the dark. To tell a story, Lucifer: Untold.

Lucifer: Untold

Despite the massive loss of the Pride, they've pulled all their resources to make Luthor's ball a success. The economic standpoint of Silver Lining Corporation has plummeted but they spared no expense. Lewd Pride, the managing director of the party, was doubtful to their capacity, but they have to maintain appearances. 


The first to arrive was the De Lutherbergh's men. Loyal Vagabonds spread across the grounds, checking every corner of the mansion. It took them a solid fifteen minutes until they safely opened Magnus's armored car. Hawthornes were no different, adding anxiety to Lewd's shaky premise. Dodge Plain was put to high alert when the Constantine regent arrived. Lewd trembled on his seat when Iñigo was not alone. The entire Clement-Valoa Conglomerate dispatched on the ground, Dodge Plain has fully lost control. Lewd tapped the side of his chair in panic, Nathan's not answering his phone. 


Forty-Five - Showdown