WHAT'S WITH LUCIAN?

" POWER IS A GREAT CATALYST OF EMOTIONS. IT CAN TURN THE NICEST PEOPLE HEARTLESS, AND THE TOUGHEST PEOPLE MEEK."

~AMAZING DESTINY

" Was that what I think it is?" Brújula asked the other gods, they were at the site of the attack. They got there quite late and could only catch a glimpse of one of the creatures before it disassembled, he immediately recognized the creature. It was famous bacause of it's master, Lucifer.

Lucifer had used those creatures to destroy several civilizations since he went into hiding, but one could easily tell they were sent by Lucifer. Or so it seemed.

"Why does that matter? I've always told you that these humans deserve whatever befalls them. If not for them, I'd have become a master god by now. The supreme god wouldn't let us have the core because of his questionable love for the people of this planet, we all know what that could could do for us".

Lucian bursted out angrily, he was sweating profusely. His aura changed slightly too, if only any of them were a master god he'd have noticed.

Brújula was stronger than each one of them except one, he could comfortably take at least two of them on and win but that wasn't enough to sense a change in their aura. There had to be a significant power gap.

Enough Lucian!! Ophelia commanded. She was the only female in the group and she was only second to Brújula in terms of strength and power, her physical strength alone was monstrous talk more of her heavenly energy.

She commanded alot of respect from the other members of the elite gods group. As much as she enjoyed the respect she got from others, she never tried to bite more than she could chew by challenging Brújula. She saw him as her senior brother and regarded him as such, their relationship was much more easy going than that of either of them to the other members of the group.

In the earlier stages of the group, the other members had suspected that they had a thing for each other but they suddenly gave up their closeness in exchange for mutual respect for reasons best known to them. This act got tongues wagging yet again but they acted deaf to all gossips, focusing on honing their skills to the fullest. It was like they were preparing for something others didn't know about, and they weren't ready to share any information.

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Ophelia's family was a simple nuclear one of three kids, a father and a mother. This was a normal family to an average human, or demons, but it was a crowd to gods. Their pure energy was passed on from father to children and so the less children a male god had, the more pure energy he conserved for himself and the more pure energy he could infuse into his young child.

Ophelia's parents had their first child, it was a male child but he was unable to absorb pure energy to awaken his powers which left his parents disappointed. After about five years of trying, they decided to have another child.

Luckily for them, it turned out to be another male child, and I said luckily because male children were a sign of pride and the strength of a god's make child or children determined his status in the kingdom.

However, luck wasn't smiling on them this time either. The child also couldn't absorb pure energy from his father, his parents felt depressed after this.

They went in search of a wise old god who was held in high esteem in the kingdom. After relating their ordeal to him, he asked to see the young gods.

He assessed them closely for a while and then shook his head in disappointment, "they have the body of gods but cannot possess the power of gods, it maybe a generational disorder caused by having a relationship with humans. I don't think you'd ever have a child who you'd be proud to call a god" the old man finished. He had a sorry look on his face as he broke the news to them.

After the ordeal with the old god, Ophelia's father got drunk that night. In getting home, he met his wife sobbing quietly on the bed and without second thoughts, he forced an intercourse. That led to the birth of Ophelia.

As soon as she was born, she soaked up half her father's pure energy making everyone suspicious of her. By thirteen, she was stronger than all her peers and some adult gods including her parents. Her brothers couldn't live with the shame and found a way to get her disowned and banished, that was when Brújula found her, and she has been ever grateful to him.

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Brújula walked into his study very slowly, hitting walls as he navigated his way to the room half mindedly. Lucian's recent behavior was beginning to concern him, the man had been acting suspicious for quite some time.

He felt like Lucian was up to something big and dangerous, but what scared him more was that he was having a weird feeling he was at the center of the whole plan. He was never one to ignore his feelings, especially not one that clearly spelled danger.

He wasn't scared of Lucian or anything, he was far stronger than him after all. But from his experience so far, secret moves like that were usually the most dangerous ones and he feared the legnths Lucian could go to get to him especially with a wide range of dangerous creatures who badly wanted a chance to kill a god, he could easily get them to go after him.

'But what could have come over him suddenly? He was one of the most loyal and helpful, why the change?' Brújula was soliloquizing hard, he was asking himself more questions than he could answer. Well he didn't actually have any answers.

He went over everything that happened that day, from the hellish creatures to Lucian's outburst. He didn't know if Lucian had hatred for humanity, or he just needed the core's power so badly.

As he thought, a large shadow loomed over him. He didn't notice until the he was completely covered by the huge shadow, he sprang up from his seat hastily. He released his purple glow, further lightning up the room, but the shadow remained where it was. He was beginning to freak out, he closed his eyes for a few seconds saying a chant to curse the supposed ghost.

Just as he was concluding the chant, he felt a familiar aura. One in which he had felt safe when he was young, one that had been quenched before his very eyes. It was his father's, he'd recognize it anywhere. "Fa-t-h-e-r?" Brújula called out softly, tears were welling in his eyes as he watched the shadow slowly disappear.

Brújula had just received the type of visitor many would call an August visitor and it wasn't the most pleasant of visits, Brújula had tried so hard to forget about his father since he died and was finally getting over him only to get reminded all over again. He sobbed silently to a chair. As he sat down to the table, a few words suddenly got burnt onto the table

They read: " Power is a great catalyst of emotions. It can turn the nicest of people heartless, and the toughest guys meek."

Brújula didn't know who or what burned those words on the table, and he didn't know why such advice was coming at that time. He thought round for a long time, and came back to the issue he had in mind before his father's spooky entrance.

' I think I got it !' Brújula thought triumphantly.

' Lucian's hungry for power, but why now? I've been with him for so long and he's never really cared about power, so why now?

What does he need the power for anyways, he'll only become a target for much stronger creatures'.

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In Thibaut's base, Alex and Cynthia were lying on bed separated beds but which were very close to each other.

Alex shook slightly and his eyes shot open. As he turned, he saw his sister lying on a bed next to him still sleeping.

He tried to remember what happened before he slept but he had no memory of anything since his fight with Thibaut, he tapped Cynthia slightly and she jerked out of sleep mode.

" Cynthia it's evening already, have I been asleep since morning?" Alex asked not knowing what he'd sleep that much.

" How do you expect me to know? I'm obviously just waking up" Cynthia retorted.

" Do you know what this means?" Alex asked looking worried, " no. What?" Cynthia was now getting interested.

" It means Thibaut did something to us" Alex said, trying as much as he could to sound spooky like in the movies. He succeeded, Cynthia turned her face to Thibaut who looked terribly tired. He was sleeping on the couch and he wasn't planning on waking up anytime soon.

So many things were going through Cynthia's mind, should she just end him and take over his base with her brother?, Should she just tie him up in a chair and torture him when he wakes up till he told them what he was up to?" She seemed to like the latter idea better.

"Alex, get some ropes we're tying this guy to a chair" she said happily. " Why exactly are we doing that?" Alex asked, obviously confused.

" Don't you watch movies? We're going to investigate him." Cynthia replied as rudely as she could, she now enjoyed making Alex mad.

In no time, Alex and Cynthia had Thibaut tied to a chair. Alex had been learning to grow his nails and make them metal ore, he then glowed a dark red and his nails were like metal in the smelting stage as he waited for Thibaut to wake up. Meanwhile, Cynthia was holding her sword all lit up with silvery light.