Invictus was gazing at the stars of this calm night in the real world. He was still adjusting to this new world and also trying to figure out a way of using his full abilities without any limits. His human body had been in status for so long that he couldn't wield some magic spells like he could centuries ago, it was annoying because he was ready to take over this world once again and rain his revenge on the mages who locked him up in the first place. Invictus had no sympathy for humanity at all because of his hatred for weakness, he believed that weakness was the thing that destroyed his family in the first place—he had suggested that they strike a deal with the devil and it will grant them immunity against the curse on their bloodline but everyone branded him as mad for having such ideas in his head and so they fell until they were fully wiped out.