Lucian Darkheart

Lucian sat alone in the dimly lit room of the cottage, his gaze fixed on the wooden surface of the desk before him.

A faint furrow appeared on his brow as his thoughts swirled.

'Such a strange coincidence'

He mused internally.

His mind lingered on the name Aaaninja, an echo of something unsettling, yet familiar.

The name tugged at the recesses of his thoughts, and he couldn't shake the curiosity that followed it.

"System"

He murmured inwardly.

"Are you certain that man didn't reincarnate?"

A cold, mechanical voice responded promptly in his mind.

[Affirmative, Host. The individual known as Aaaninja is not a reincarnated being, unlike yourself]

Lucian exhaled slowly, a weight lifting from his chest though the uncertainty remained.

He leaned back in his chair, the creaking wood accompanying his subtle sigh.