Two weeks later.
[Golden Eye System initializing…] Lucian lay half-awake on the hospital bed, his vision blurred and his senses dulled when he saw shimmering words appear before his eyes, accompanied by a monotone female voice in his head. [Host has met the requirements…] [Commencing integration process…] He squeezed his eyes shut, feeling his blood surge through his veins with overwhelming intensity. A sudden, excruciating headache gripped him, as if his skull was about to split open. Clutching his head, his breaths came in heavy, labored gasps. The machines around him began to react to his distress—monitors beeped frantically, the rhythmic hum of the heart monitor escalating into a rapid, piercing alarm. The mechanical ventilator, which had been helping regulate his breathing, emitted a sharp, continuous whine, signaling a disruption. The alarms and beeps was enough to catch the immediate attention of the doctors and nurses nearby, and they rushed into the room. [Linking to host interface…] [Establishing neural connection…] “Argh!” he groaned, writhing in pain as the nurses rushed to pin him down. He struggled against their hold, his mind in a frenzy. One nurse quickly checked his vitals, while the doctor adjusted the settings on the machines, trying to stabilize him. Another nurse prepared a syringe with a sedative, ready to inject it to help alleviate his pain. Then, as abruptly as it had begun, the pain subsided. He gasped loudly, his body going still. His eyes fluttered open, and he saw the words once more. [System integration complete] His golden irises flared brightly for a brief second, startling the nurse — the one holding the syringe — who caught a glimpse of it. [Golden Eye System fully operational] Lucian blinked, disoriented and alarmed, as he took in his surroundings. The hospital room seemed foreign, the beeping machines and concerned faces of the medical staff only adding to his confusion. “Sedate him. What are you waiting for?” The doctor yelled at the nurse. The nurse, still shocked, was about to sedate Lucian, but he immediately yanked his hand away. “Don’t do that. I'm fine.” The doctor looked at Lucian. He sighed and said, “You need to rest, Mr. Stone. It’s a miracle you survived. You've been unconscious for two weeks and you're not fine.” Lucian glared at the doctor, his voice although weak but commanding. “I said I'm fine. Leave me alone.” His breaths were still heavy as he tried to make sense of what was happening. The strange, disembodied voice in his head, the glowing words… What is this? Am I… is this even real? [This is the Golden Eye System, now fully activated] Golden Eye? Like, my eyes? [Incident Record: Twenty years prior, a solar anomaly caused a temporal eclipse of the moon for precisely 0.90 seconds. During this event, host was submerged and drowning in a river when a ray of sunlight intersected his location.] [Status Update: This intervention disrupted the host’s human DNA, leading to a latent genetic modification identified as “Golden Eyes.” Activation sequence scheduled to initiate upon host reaching age 25.] Huh? What the hell is going on here? Am I losing my sanity or what? [Name: Draco Winchester] No. That can’t be right. Draco Winchester? Certainly not me. [Identity Confirmation: You are Draco Winchester, a name assigned by your biological family.] [Current status: memory loss detected.] [Would you like to initiate memory retrieval?] [Options: 1. [Yes] 2. [No] Things were beginning to make sense to him as he began to piece together the fragments of his past. He knew something happened to him that night of the Solarnight. Could this be the truth? Can it explain my strength? [Ability Status: Your strength is an inherent part of your protective abilities. Current status: not fully optimized. Enhancement requires further experience accumulation.] Experience? Okay, I need to fully understand what’s going on? I’m conversing with a mechanical voice in my head—something I’ve only encountered in fictional books. This isn’t supposed to be real. Alright, let me see my stats. [Name: Draco Winchester.] [Rank: Novice.] [Level: 1] [EXP: [0/100]] [Attributes: [Dark Vision] [Lunarchild] [Aspect: Golden Eyes] [Aspect Abilities: Strength, Shadow sight, Gloom detection.] [Aspect Description: Your Golden Eyes offer an extraordinary level of vision beyond that of ordinary individuals. This enhanced sight will be crucial in your struggle against malevolent forces.] Malevolent forces? What are these malevolent forces? [Entities or threats from this world that pose a danger to the human species.] Before he could ask any more questions, the door to his hospital room burst open. He looked up to see Drake and Dana entering, their faces reflecting a mixture of relief and concern. “Oh, my God, Lucian! I’m so relieved you’re safe!” Dana exclaimed as she rushed to his bedside. Drake, Lucian’s long-time friend, looked somber as he approached. “At least you survived,” he said, his voice heavy with sorrow. “Unfortunately, the same can’t be said for the Godfather.” Lucian turned to Drake, confusion written all over his face.“The doctor said your survival was nothing short of miraculous given the nature of the accident,” Dana began, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “You were hit by two vans, Lucian—hit front and back. They said it would be impossible to survive, considering the extent of your injuries. You broke so many bones.”Lucian listened, his gaze fixed on her as memories started to surface. He recalled heading to meet Jakob when the vans seemingly appeared out of nowhere.“How did you not see two vans coming straight at you, Lucian? If you had died, what would have happened to the rest of us now that the Godfather is gone?” Drake’s voice was filled with anger and frustration, his scolding words piercing through the haze of pain and confusion.Lucian turned to Drake, still wrestling with the shocking news of the Godfather’s death. The weight of the situation bore down on him, making his head spin.He attempted to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through his back, forcing him to remain still. His
Lucian remembered a happy family.His mother, Elena Winchester, always wore a bright smile, and his father, Davis Winchester, seemed devoted to making her happy. Their family life was filled with joy, frequent outings, and Davis would often return home with gifts and flowers for Elena after a long day at work.Then he caught his mom crying one day in the living room.FlashbackElena Winchester, a strikingly beautiful young woman, sat on the sofa, tears streaming down her face. She turned and saw her five-year-old son peeking at her from behind a wall.With a tremor in her voice, she called out, “Draco, you can come out now. There’s no need to hide; I can see you.”The little boy, with his short, dirty blonde hair and captivating blue eyes, approached her with a look of concern. His chubby face, though sad, retained its adorable quality.He walked over to his mother and said simply, “You’re crying, Mom.”Elena managed a weak laugh through her tears, wiping her face with a towel. “Yes,
Felicia, enraged, clenched her teeth and glared at Draco, who returned the stare before retreating to his room to cry.The next day, Draco attempted once more to convince his father that Felicia was involved in his mother’s death, but Davis remained unconvinced.“Your mother died in an accident, Draco! It was a tragic accident, nothing more. I understand you want to find someone to blame, but Felicia had nothing to do with it. She’s pregnant and due soon. I need to focus on your mother’s funeral arrangements. I can’t deal with this right now, so let it go!” Davis scolded, his frustration evident.Draco watched as his father walked away, and Felicia, who had overheard the conversation, found him to be an irritating obstacle. She was gonna end him anyway, so why not do it as fast as possible?Two days after Elena’s burial, Davis was still deeply grieving and continued to argue with Draco, dismissing his claims as fanciful. Accepting Draco’s theories would mean acknowledging that he was
[Memory retrieval sucessful][Healing capacity currently at 60%]Lucian gasped as he awoke, his eyes snapping open in shock, his breaths heavy as he finally remembered who he was. His mother, his father, Felicia, and Jakob all came rushing back into his mind.Nearby, Dana and Drake were arguing in hushed tones.“I’m sorry, but this is on you, Drake. You keep stressing him out!” Dana scolded in a whisper. “You shouldn’t have told him about Godfather’s death when he hasn’t fully recovered. You were too quick and didn’t even consider how he’d feel!”Drake looked at Dana, struggling for a response, and then noticed Lucian’s eyes were wide open.“Your precious boss is awake. Now, go exert your focus on him instead,” Drake said, turning her toward Lucian.Dana’s eyes widened, and she quickly rushed to Lucian’s side. “You’re finally awake, boss! It’s been hours! You had us—had me—worried.”Lucian exhaled heavily, his mind still reeling. It felt like he had just experienced an awakening.So,
[Alert: Your Golden Eyes have detected a demon.]Lucian’s eyes widened in shock as he absorbed the information. Ah… So, what should I do? Do I need to kill it?What will happen if I do? I’m supposed to earn points for this, right?[Point System: You earn points for each demon you eliminate. The number of points awarded varies based on the demon’s rank.]Ahh... Of course, demons have ranks.[Assessment: The demon you have just detected is classified under the Revenant rank, a B-rank high-level entity in the Demon Hierarchy. You're currently too weak to confront such a powerful demon.]Lucian couldn’t help but scoff inwardly. An old man? That hunched old man?[Identification: That demon is known as the Ashen Revenant, possessing the ability to shapeshift. The guise you witnessed was a transformation into the form of the deceased family members, a tactic used to deceive and gain access to the urn]Ohhh… Shapeshifting.Wait... Ashen Revenant? Which means it needed the Ash of a …[Demon
[Healing capacity currently at 100%]Lucian sat on the examination table, his crutches propped up beside him as he waited for the results of his MRI. The room was quiet except for the faint hum of the machines. Dr. Wells, a seasoned physician entered the room with a stack of papers and a look of curiosity.“Alright, Lucian,” Dr. Wells began, her tone professional yet tinged with intrigue. “Let’s see what the MRI has to say.”She paused as she saw Dana close to him. Drake had left to take care of something. Then she furrowed her brows, and asked, “Are you his wife?”Dana’s face flushed upon hearing that. She glanced at Lucian who wasn't saying anything, so she didn't say anything either.Dr. Wells shook her head, brushing it off, then began to review the images on her computer, her eyebrows rising in surprise as she scrolled through the results.The contrast between the new scans and the previous ones was striking. Just a few weeks ago, the scans had shown a network of fractures and
Lucian took a deep breath and addressed them, “Anyway, I'm sure you’ve all been through a lot. The loss of our Godfather has been devastating, and I want to address how we’re going to move forward.”Lino nodded in agreement. “We are here with you no matter what, Lucian. We are certain you will get us through such a big loss. It’s what the Godfather — Donald—would have wanted.” Lino sighed, feeling sad as he remembered his best friend. He still couldn't believe the Godfather would just die like that. Lucian lowered his gaze, knowing Lino was right. “I’m sure with you being here, I can handle this,” he nodded, giving himself an assurance before speaking up, “We’ve lost not just a leader but a mentor and a protector. But we can’t afford to crumble under this loss. We need to stand united, now more than ever.”A murmur of agreement swept through the room.Lucian continued, “Our first priority is to stabilize our operations. The Godfather’s death has left a power vacuum, and it’s crucial
Everyone had left, but Lucian remained in the warehouse, lost in deep thought. He set the crutches aside and walked over to the window, gazing out at the moon shining in the night sky.He tried to push thoughts of Riya out of his mind, but he couldn’t help it. He loved her, and the realization that he had already lost her made him angry.Could he just let her go? Just like that?Lucian was the kind of person who never really found girls to be amusing or special enough to give them his heart. Nah… all he did was fu¢k them.But the day he met Riya, something changed. He wanted her all to himself, and he succeeded even though he knew she didn’t like him—largely because she thought he was poor.Who wouldn’t like Lucian aside from that?He couldn’t exactly tell her he was a gangster. He probably just wanted her to love him for who he was.It all backfired though. Jakob came into the picture and ran him out of the way. Like mother, like son, huh?They seemed to love taking things that didn’
Lucian arrived at his old hideout, yanking the Weepwraith out of the car and throwing her forcefully to the ground.She gasped, her expression a mix of shock and fury. “How dare you treat a woman so roughly? You’re utterly disrespectful!” she spat as she scrambled to her feet. “You’ve just signed your own death warrant. Let’s see your face when you realize you’ve kidnapped the wrong person.”Lucian scoffed, glancing around the familiar surroundings. “This place,” he began, his tone casual as he started unwrapping the bandage on his hand, “this is where I killed my first demon. Wasn’t too long ago, actually.”The Weepwraith’s eyes narrowed, her composure faltering. She hadn’t expected that.Tossing the bandage aside, Lucian clicked off the safety on his gun. “Do gunshots work on demons? Let’s find out.”The Weepwraith’s face contorted, her human guise slipping. “How did you know?” she hissed.Lucian silently raised the gun, aimed it at her head, and pulled the trigger. The bullet tore
Lucian and Leah stepped out of the marriage registry building, marriage certificates in hand. It was official—they were now legally husband and wife.Just like that, Lucian had married a woman he barely knew.‘How… interesting,’ he thought to himself as they approached the car that had brought Leah there.“So, what’s next?” Leah asked, her excitement barely contained. “We should start living together now, right? I’d like to introduce you to my family as my husband.”Lucian shook his head, his expression calm but distant. “Let’s cross that bridge after the wedding.”Her smile faltered. “Oh, the wedding…” she murmured with a slight frown. “I RSVP’d, but I wasn’t sure if I’d actually attend. Why do you seem so interested about it?”Lucian gave her a faint, enigmatic smile. “You’ll find out soon enough,” he replied, sidestepping the question.Without another word, he opened the car door for her. “We’ll be in touch,” he added smoothly, gesturing for her to get in.Leah’s smile softened as
“Boss!” Kevin’s right-hand man, Kief, burst into the office, his face tight with urgency. “Have you seen the news? The city’s buzzing—those kidnapped girls, they’ve all been freed! According to the reports, someone rescued them!”Kevin’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What? And the Brussels—have they been caught yet?” he asked, his voice tense.Kief shook his head and answered, “Not yet, boss. But it’s only a matter of time. The cops have a sketch of the suspect they’re looking for.”Kevin clenched his teeth in anger. “Damn it! And what about our asset? Has he returned?”“No, boss, he’s still out of reach. And the one who saved those girls? They’re keeping his identity under wraps—for now,” Kief replied.“Not for long,” Kevin muttered, reaching for his phone. He dialed a number and waited, tension crackling in the air. After two rings, a hushed voice answered, “Mr. Craig, can we maybe do this later? Things are happening at the precinct right now.”Kevin’s expression hardened. “I don’t c
The next morning, news reports buzzed with the story of an anonymous man who had heroically saved all the kidnapped girls, bringing them home safely.In her room, bathed in the soft morning light filtering through her curtains, Amber was on a call with Liz. She couldn’t contain her surprise. “Wait—are you serious?! You were the one who told him I was missing?”Liz responded, “I had to. You didn’t show up at school, and as usual, he came to pick you up. Your phone wasn’t reachable, and then your dad called…”“My dad called you?” Amber asked, stunned.“Yep. He sounded really worried, and that’s when I realized something was off. I’m not even sure why I thought to call Lucian. I just had this feeling he needed to know because he seemed worried too, and he seemed to care about you. It didn't even take too long, and you're already back home. He saved you.”Amber couldn’t help but giggle, shaking her head. “The moment I saw him there… I’ve never felt so relieved. And the way he just broke o
“Can we… get married?” The girl’s voice was hesitant, but her eyes were full of hope as she gazed up at Lucian, as if she genuinely believed he might say yes.Lucian raised an eyebrow, staring at her as if she’d lost her mind. “What?” he looked around, noticing his cars parked everywhere, a few of them pulling back in. “Where did that come from?” he muttered under his breath in confusion.“I said, marry me,” she repeated, more insistent.He glanced at her. “Yeah, I heard you. But I’m not marrying you,” he replied firmly, shaking his head and began to walk away toward Jace, who was talking to one of his men.As soon as Jace saw him, he approached with a grin. “Boss…”“Why are all my cars here? From my house?” Lucian asked, his expression confused.Jace nodded in confirmation, looking at the surrounding cars as well. “Yep. How else were we supposed to get all the girls home?” he replied casually. “Just like Drake took your sister, the guys are making sure they all get back safely. Don’
Lucian thought it was over for him. He was already feeling like he was dying due to the searing pain coursing through him, and the Fiend’s cruel enjoyment only made it worse, drawing out every agonizing second.Then, out of nowhere, the girl charged forward, swinging the stick high and hard. With all her might, she brought it down onto the Fiend’s head. The sound of wood meeting skull was followed by a grunt of surprise from the demon. He staggered back, disoriented, claws retracting for a brief moment as he turned toward her in fury.“You…” the Fiend hissed, preparing to lunge at her. But before it could, Lucian mustered the last of his strength and shoved the Fiend hard, forcing it several feet back.Lucian struggled to catch his breath, glancing down to see his shirt in tatters, chest scorched and raw.The Fiend stumbled but quickly regained its footing, though the momentary distraction had given Lucian the edge he needed.Ignoring the throbbing pain, Lucian straightened, his eyes
Lucian flexed his hands, feeling the pulse of his strength coursing through him while staring intently at the eyes of the Fiend.“You’re no match for me,” the Fiend’s voice was smooth, almost coaxing, but there was a cruelty beneath it.Lucian kept silent, his attention fixed on the creature. He couldn’t afford any distractions—his only defense here was his enhanced strength.Hopefully, this one wouldn’t try to mess with his mind like the Imp had.The Fiend attacked him.Lucian barely had time to react, sidestepping as razor-sharp claws extended from the Fiend’s black gloves, slicing through the air, narrowly missing his shoulder. The Fiend’s movements were swift, almost too fast to track, but Lucian had trained his body to anticipate attacks. He swung back with his fist, landing a blow to the Fiend’s side. The Fiend staggered, surprise flashing in his eyes.With a growl, the Fiend dropped into a low crouch, his eyes locked on Lucian’s throat as he lunged forward. Lucian’s breath ca
Lucian walked toward the junkyard worker, who noticed him approaching and stepped forward, asking politely, “Can I help you with anything, Sir?” Lucian’s lips curled into a forced smile as he nodded. “Yeah.” Without warning, he launched a brutal punch that sent the man sprawling through the air. The worker collided with one of the nearby cars, his body crashing into it before he crumpled to the ground, unconscious and bleeding. “Damn,” Jace remarked, eyes wide with admiration. “I’ll never get used to how strong the boss is. I love it,” he added, mimicking the punch with a clenched fist. Drake, however, just scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. Lucian entered the small building Ron had just exited. Inside, the room appeared plain—nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first glance. He shook his head, as he kept looking around. For someone who had been in the gang for so long, he knew there were things beyond what the eyes meet. Drake and Jace followed him in, their eyes swee
Lucian lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply as he tried to steady his nerves. He paced back and forth in his office, mind racing as he awaited an update from Drake. He needed to find his sister, and time felt agonizingly slow.Frustrated, he moved to the window, resting his arms on the rail as he stared out at the row of dilapidated buildings, the air thick with the smoke he exhaled through his nose and mouth. He felt restless. Where is Amber? She must be terrified right now. And what is my father doing to find her?His phone suddenly rang, snapping him from his thoughts. He quickly pulled it from his leather coat. Drake was calling.He moved away from the window, answering immediately, “Did you find anything?”“Yes, we located an old CCTV camera in the area. We found someone able to connect it, and he’s working on it now… it’s ready,” Drake reported, then instructed the technician, “You can leave it to us now. We’re heading over, boss.”Lucian nodded and ended the call.He sat on his ch