It hasn't been that long since he was weak and helpless.
He was nothing more than an act caught helplessly in the currents of the strong.
But not anymore, at this moment, at this night—he had achieved his first step to power.
Lucivar lifted and stretched his hands to the side, blood from his wounds trickled down and fell—the cold wind of the night heightened the pain and yet there was a wide smile donning his face.
'Never once in my life, I achieved what I set out to achieve like this,'
'I always prioritize others and sacrifice myself'
'Now, I wanted to become stronger and I achieved it. I made the big step and achieved it'
'For now on I live my life my way and like that doppelganger, those around me are here with me to help me become stronger,' Lucivar pondered—and slowly turned to the side, meeting Leandra's gaze. 'and those who stand in my way should do well to move aside...'
