Location: Abandoned Farm – Hidden Subspace Chamber
Lucifer sat beneath a shadowed tree, placing two boxes on the table. With a grin, he slid one toward Viron.
"Dinner. Brought it from RestAura Prime. AI-cooked noodles—flaked rice blend, not wheat."
Viron unwrapped the aroma-laced parcel and raised an eyebrow.
"We use wheat. So AI made these? That's wild."
Lucifer activated a gesture rune and whispered:
"Subspace access—unlock hidden items."
A silver slit opened in thin air like folded paper revealing his Tera Earth cache, glowing softly inside a digital vault. Among the items was something palm-sized with a mystic shimmer.
"Take this, Viron. A gift."
He handed him a Magica Perex Digital Watch, forged through a spirit-tech fusion—magica AI at its core.
Magica Perex Watch Specs:
📱 AI-phone hybrid in watch form 🔮 Powered by Magica AI + Spirit interface 💽 Storage: 900 JB (Just Bytes) 🌊 Waterproof, 🔥 Fireproof, 🔒 Magic-Proof 🕓 In Lucifer's possession since Noon-5
Viron, stunned, strapped the device to his wrist.
"It's so small… and this stores data too?"
Lucifer nodded.
"A detective's hidden ally. We work at that downtown Holo-Cafe tomorrow. This tool will store info, encrypt data in AI-unreadable format, and sync to the phone for deeper analysis."
Viron tapped the screen.
"How do we share across devices?"
Lucifer grinned.
"Simple. There's a 'Share' button—instant transfer through dimensional internet. Even across realms, it's functional now."
With data mapped, noodles eaten, and tools exchanged, Lucifer leaned back.
"Let's rest for two hours. When we wake—intel hunt begins. We track every whisper in that cafe."
Location: Holo-Café Coreline — 5th Hour
Lucifer entered the softly lit café with a calm stride, holding two steaming cups. The air buzzed with quiet data transfers and encrypted conversations. At the far end, an imposing figure waited—Maco, the Arena Recruitment Officer—his badge glowing faintly beneath a cloak woven with interface threads.
Lucifer placed a cup in front of him.
"Sir. We've arrived. Supplies are set. Each of us will take up the jobs we discussed."
Maco tilted his head, studying Lucifer's profile with narrowed interest.
"Luci... You're Fet lineage, aren't you? Then you qualify."
"The Arena always honors the old blood. You can reclaim your position—but there's a catch."
He placed a holo-projector on the table. A towering image of a warrior flickered into view—Dirak, the reigning champion for 9 unbroken years.
"Beat Dirak. That's your gate. No shortcuts."
Arena Rules — Core Breakdown | Rule Type | Description | | Combat Style |
Fights use AI-generated weapons, battle suits, and strategic powerups |
| Ranking System | From Rank 110 (lowest) to Rank 1 (champion) — climb the ladder|
Rewards | 600 Cosmic Bills per match won — no exceptions |
| ⚠️ Injury Policy | All injuries are self-responsible; no healing aid during battle | |
Ethics Clause | No cheats allowed — monitored by Arena AI enforcement grid |
Lucifer nodded, his face unreadable, but the gleam in his eyes was unmistakable.
"And if we reach Rank 1?"
Maco sipped the coffee, then leaned forward.
"You take control. Full government handover. The Arena is not just sport—it's succession."
"Because you're Fet nobles, the Owner has agreed to offer 2 days of elite training."
Viron, listening quietly behind, exchanged glances with Lucifer.
"Dirak's undefeated. Nine years. You sure about this?"
Lucifer folded his arms.
"We don't just fight. We calculate. If that watch and phone are our tools, the Arena will be our stage—and our gateway."
Location: Holo-Café Simulator Room — 10-th Hour
The simulator chamber hummed to life as Zebth, owner of the Holo-Café and hidden Arena trainer, handed Lucifer a glowing artifact.
"This is the AI Digital Armory Book. Choose wisely."
Lucifer tapped the surface.
"Give me… bow and arrows."
Zebth burst out laughing.
"You serious? The AI bow has auto-aim, sure—but sabre users can slice arrows mid-air. Assassin bots even use Electro-Boot acceleration. It's risky."
Lucifer simply said,
"Set the stage. Assassin level 1. Let me show you my style."
Zebth activated the Simulator Arena. A cloaked bot with blazing circuits materialized, scanning fast with thermal optics, targeting Lucifer.
Combat Sequence
Assassin bot sprinted with 300% speed mod, scanning elevated targets. Lucifer positioned himself atop a floating platform. With surgical calm, he shot an arrow to the bot's head, followed instantly by two direct bow strikes to the core.
🕛 Final Result:
Training over. Time recorded – 1 minute.
New world record: Registered under Luci Fet.
Viron, standing at the doorway, whispered in awe.
"What the heck, sir…"
Lucifer, nonchalant, smiled:
"Tonight—I'll tell you the story. My first university case. It's linked to assassin guild in soil kingdom ."
Zebth removed his visor, staring in disbelief.
"You really are royalty. But how'd you manage that? Assassin bots—even at level 1—are needle-precision hunters with predictive AI."
Lucifer packed his gear.
"You learn to survive by patterns. It's not strength—it's sequence timing. That's the secret."
Zebth nodded slowly, respect now evident.
"Go rest. You earned it. But remember—Qualifier Round begins tomorrow, sharp at 7 AM. Location: Eclipse Street Arena Training Hall. Be ready."
Time: 11th Hour — Location: Abandoned Farm (Futurestoc)
The digital moon hovered like a ghost above Teratos Earth. Lucifer stood outside the farm, arms folded, eyes gazing into nothing. Viron sat nearby, curious.
Lucifer broke the silence.
"Ten years ago, at the University of the Soil Kingdom... three students, all age 16, died mysteriously during class hours. I was 18. That became my first true case."
Viron leaned forward.
"You solved it?"
Lucifer nodded slowly.
"The trail led me to the hidden Assassin Guild—its head: Craceus the Ogre. I went in alone. The only one armed with bow and arrow."
🗡️ Inside the guild's corrupted hall, four assassins attacked from every angle.
"I used Circle 7: Ice Arrow — 360 Shot. Froze them in mid-air. Then broke their armor with precise kicks."
"Next, I summoned Circle 25: Sound Arrow, wrapped in Mana Crown: Dark Envelope. The room fell into blind silence. I vanished in the shadows."
He gestured subtly.
"With Blood Magic Circle 12: Blood Arrows, I appeared beside each enemy—executing every one, side by side."
"Then summoned Earth Magic Circle 35: Quake Collapse. The guild shattered. I stood atop the ruins. That's when Craceus appeared."
Viron whispered, "What happened?"
Lucifer's eyes flickered.
"He told me he'd kill me. I summoned Light Magic Spell 47: Slash Bow Strike and severed him clean."
"I carried his head to the university principal and said:
'Investigation complete. Take this head—it's retribution.'"
Viron's jaw dropped.
"You ended the whole guild? Alone? 300 assassins... is that child's play for you?"
Lucifer shrugged.
"I warned the principal. When I see evil... my blood boils. Angel blood isn't gentle."
Viron exhaled.
"If Craceus was that strong, he must've had a bounty."
Lucifer smiled faintly.
"He did. 27,000 gold coins. I took half, gave the rest to the academy. Bought watches for my professors."
"The case was off-record. The Soil Kingdom's King personally approved it. That's how I received my starting rookie rank—5000."
The wind rustled. Viron lay down.
"Tomorrow… Arena 109. But tonight, I'll try to sleep knowing my boss destroyed a war guild before graduation."
Lucifer turned away.
"Sleep well. In Teratos, we fight through suits. But no suit can copy what memory teaches."