Lucius Noctis strode casually through the barracks halls, his expression blank. Soon enough, he'll get the crystal of the most dangerous beast humanity has ever faced, and as promised, he'll be transcended past the demi-god stage and into the god stage.
All in all, this was just a business game that simply stated "Revive the power of an ancient beast and you'll become a god." His life was all about business, he could care less about who the man in the black hood was but as long as they had a deal, then he would carry it out.
FLASHBACK....
Lucius Noctis sat on a large throne-like chair. He was carefully strategizing his next move. His plan to take over all of the city's resources was surely going to work out and when it did, they'd all kneel down to me. I'll be their god!" A mischievous grin spread on his face as he had this thought.
