Chapter 5: The First Steps Toward Domination
Lucian stood at the penthouse window, his crimson eyes reflecting the neon glow of Seoul's nightlife. The city was alive, oblivious to the impending catastrophe.
One month.
That was all the time he had before the world collapsed into blood and fire.
Behind him, Irene stirred in the bed, the silk sheets barely covering her curvaceous form. Her smooth, porcelain skin was marked with the evidence of their night—his marks, his claim.
Lucian smirked. She was his now.
And she knew it.
He turned back to the skyline. His mind was already racing.
He needed to move fast.
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The Zero-Mot Shopping Spree Begins
Lucian didn't waste time. The next morning, he drove straight to Seoul's underground black market, a haven of weapons, supplies, and secrets.
The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder and cold steel as he stepped inside a hidden auction house, concealed beneath a luxury hotel.
His white hair and striking red eyes drew attention, but the $3 billion in his bank account kept the whispers respectful.
Lucian moved with purpose, scanning the elite clientele—criminals, arms dealers, and politicians all pretending not to recognize each other.
His target? Weapons. Tech. Supplies.
Everything he needed to fortify his shelter.
"Lot #32: A custom-built underground bunker—bulletproof, fireproof, and zombie-proof. Starting bid, $50 million."
Lucian smirked. Too easy.
By the time the auction ended, he had spent nearly a billion dollars, acquiring:
A private villa in the mountains, fortified with military-grade defenses.
A personal armory stocked with enough guns, explosives, and ammunition to wage a war.
A lifetime supply of food, clean water, and medicine—all stored in his Infinite Storage.
The auctioneer, a suave, silver-haired businessman, approached him. "Mister…?"
Lucian met his gaze, his crimson eyes gleaming. "Lucian."
The man smiled knowingly. "You're preparing for something, aren't you?"
Lucian smirked but said nothing.
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An Unlikely Ally
Outside the auction house, Lucian was about to enter his sleek black McLaren when he sensed it—a presence watching him.
"You're interesting."
A woman's voice. Low, sultry, and dangerous.
Lucian turned, his gaze locking onto a tall, elegant figure.
She was stunning—long midnight-black hair, piercing violet eyes, and a body wrapped in leather that left little to the imagination.
Lucian's system activated immediately.
[Beauty Evaluated: ??? – 94 Points]
She passed.
The woman smirked. "I saw what you bought. Planning to start a war?"
Lucian leaned against his car, unfazed. "Something like that."
She stepped closer, her violet gaze filled with intrigue. "I like men who think ahead."
Lucian smirked. "And I like women who don't waste my time."
She chuckled. "Call me Selene."
He filed the name away.
"What do you want, Selene?"
She leaned in, whispering against his ear. "To see if you're as dangerous as you look."
Lucian smirked. "You'll find out soon enough."
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Building the Empire
With Irene and Selene in his orbit, Lucian knew he was assembling the perfect team.
The apocalypse was coming.
The world would burn.
And he would rise from the ashes.
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To Be Continued…
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