Inhuman Warlock

Lucifer appeared stunned and confused as he opened the coffin. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

...

Eight years ago...

Lucifer was still inside the facility. He had just turned ten years old when he was given the results that he could never become a Variant.

Before he could even come to terms with the sadness and the pain, he was taken by the scientists on his last trip to the lap.

He was placed on the bed, and some machines were attached to his body. Before he even knew it, he started going to what seemed like a torture. His entire body was burning as his cells started being destroyed.

He kept his eyes open, crying and screaming throughout the process. It was only in the end when his screams stopped and his tearful eyes closed.

Even though the moment was one of his worst memories, he still remembered it like it happened just yesterday. It was a memory he could never forget.

He also remembered the moment when his eyes closed.

He couldn't take the pain anymore, and his heartbeat stopped. His eyes also closed.

He thought everything was over. He thought this was his end... An end of his life and his dreams, but just before his eyes closed, his vision had already turned black. And in the last moments, he saw a face before him in the darkness.

The face belonged to a lady that appeared to be in her late teens. She had beautiful violet hair and eyes matching her hair. Her small face was slim yet beautiful.

The woman was floating before him; at least that's what he felt.

His eyes closed...

...

He didn't know what happened next, but the next moment, he found himself in a black space. There was no light anywhere.

In the darkness, he again saw the same woman. She was looking so beautiful that for a moment, he had forgotten about his death as well. Despite being only ten years old, he was fascinated by how beautiful the girl looked.

She was dressed in a beautiful red dress that wrapped her figure tightly, highlighting her curves even more.

"You went through a lot of pain, didn't you?" The girl asked Lucifer in her melodious voice.

As she asked, Lucifer finally came out of his daze and remembered everything.

He nodded his head weakly as he looked around. "Am I dead? Are you an angel here to take me?"

He had heard the stories where good people were escorted by angels a few times. He wondered if it was the same here.

"Angel? Hahaha." The girl started smiling. With a smile on her lips, her charms only increased.

"I'm not an angel. I'm just a spirit of my past that craves to go back to how things used to be. You're the first person here though. I'm surprised you even managed to get into my dreamland."

"Your Dreamland?" Lucifer asked.

The smile on the girl's lips disappeared as a craving sadness became visible. "That's right. It's the dreamland where I live and watch over the world, trying to get a glimpse of a life that I can't live myself..."

"It's the first time one of those that I was watching managed to get here though. It's slightly surprising, to be honest. But maybe it's also one of your specialties. You're from there after all..." The girl said.

"From there?" Lucifer asked.

"I think it's not the time for me to talk about that," the girl said as she stepped forward. "I'll just tell you one thing..."

"What?"

The girl continued stepping closer to Lucifer.

"It's that I really wish you can survive until you grow up. I'm excited to see how things will be with you at your fill glory..."

"Survive? You mean I didn't die?"

"Die? Hahaha, what you gained isn't death. But a new life... The life which is rightfully yours. However, you couldn't attain it without igniting your..." The girl stopped and didn't finish.

"Just know, you have the capacity to achieve a life that others can only dream of. But at the same time, you have a chance to be destroyed under your own expectations..."

" You can either shine brighter than anyone in existence or burn faster than anyone did before..."

Lucifer didn't understand what the girl was trying to say. All he understood was that she confirmed that he wasn't dead. Then again, he wasn't even sure if it was just a dream.

The girl placed her hand on the cheeks of Lucifer. "Best of luck, Lucifer. Or should I call you by your real name A... Nah, maybe next time if you ever come to this dreamland again. Let's save it for then."

"Hmm...? It looks like your healing is working. Time to go back, kid."

The girl stood up and turned around. Her figure turned blurry before she disappeared.

...

After that, Lucifer had a dream about his parents. For some reason, he forgot all about the meeting with the violet-haired girl he initially considered an angel.

It was only now when he remembered that dream and that lady again... All because the coffin had the body of the same lady.

She still looked like she was eighteen or nineteen years old. Her face still had the same old shine, making her look as beautiful as she did before. She was wearing different clothes though.

She was wearing black pants and a royal red coat.

Lucifer just remembered the long forgotten dream, which appeared even more creepy now that the lady was back.

At first, he would have thought the dream to be any random imagination of his, but seeing that lady before him, he couldn't believe it. There was something more to it.

He stepped closer to the lady and checked to see if she was breathing. She wasn't breathing at all. At least he couldn't feel that from her nose.

Next, he placed his hand on her chest to see if his heart was beating while checking her nerves with his other hand.

"She looks dead. How is this possible? She looks the same age as she did when I saw her before? Moreover, her body looks as good as new, as if she had just slept for all these years. How is this possible with a dead body? Something doesn't make sense."

He opened her eyes, checking to see if she really was the same woman or just someone who looked like her.

He brought his face closer to hers and observed her eye color.

"Same eye color... She is really the same..."