Inhuman Warlock - Chapter 683

Kellian had sent Lucifer’s body back in his Shadow Realm; still, he wasn’t at peace. 

Xaen was right inside their new base, but he wasn’t alone. Cassius had also switched sides. It was looking highly probable that a battle was going to take place. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Xaen asked Kellian. "I’m giving you one last chance. Return Lucifer, and we can avoid it all."

"I’m sorry, but you won’t be getting him back. He’s in a safe place now. And if you don’t leave in the next five seconds, you’ll be considered an intruder and killed," Kellian answered. 

"Please don’t blame me later for that," Xaen replied, sighing. 

He clapped his hand, making a Spatial Portal appear under each person. 

"What?" Not expecting something like this, everything fell inside the Portals that appeared under them. 

Before anyone could know it, they were all swallowed by the portals. All the portals closed. 

"D-did you kill them all?!" Cassius exclaimed. "What did you do! You killed Lucifer as well!"

"Don’t worry. I don’t want to kill Lucifer. I’m here to bring him back alive. The old man will kill me if he finds out that I killed his so-called grandson."

"Then what did you do?" Cassius asked. 

"You heard the saying, Teamwork is the strongest?" Xaen asked. "That’s what I did. Stopped their chance of working in a team."

Before Cassius could ask for clarification, Xaen continued. "I sent them all to a different place on this continent. They’ll have a hard time getting back here. Now instead of fighting them all, we just need to take care of that Kellian guy."

"Come," he said, opening a portal before him 

He stepped inside the portal. Cassius also stepped inside. 

As Cassius stepped out of the portal, he found himself in a desert. The long desert was only filled with sand. As far as the eyes could see, there was not a single person at the site, none except Kellian. 

Xaen and Cassius appeared before Kellian. 

"Kellian, return Lucifer. I can understand why you want to keep him in this coma! You want him out of the picture but believe me!. Even after we bring Lucifer back, your position won’t be in danger! Return him!" Xaen yelled. 

"Can you please drop the act? Only the three of us are here. You don’t need to keep the act. Just confess the truth. Or are you scared your student might know?" Kellian asked, frowning. 

"I don’t know what you’re talking about," Xaen flashed a smug smile while winking. As his back was towards Cassius, he couldn’t see the smile. 

....

Even though Lucifer managed to reach there, he could feel his body heating up. He had already taken off his jacket by now, tossing it away. 

"Are you fine?" Zale asked, looking at Lucifer. "You don’t look fine."

"I’m fine. Don’t worry about me," Lucifer answered. "Just feeling a little warm.’

"Ah, y-your body..." Clarisse let out, pointing towards Lucifer. 

"What about my body?" Lucifer asked, seemingly confused. He turned around, looking at his reflection on the glass windows of the shop 

"Hmm?" 

Seeing his own reflection, even he was surprised. His body seemed slightly see-through, especially his hands.

"Now that the conflicting stopped, is my healing trying to bring me back to my real timeline?" Lucifer muttered, frowning. 

He turned to Zale, sighing. "I might be leaving soon, but I should tell you some things before I leave. I don’t know if it’s the right thing or not, but I want you to know about the future."

"Can you bring something out of my pocket like the first time we met? Because my pockets disappear as well," he added. 

Confused, Zale placed his hand in the pocket of Lucifer. 

He pulled out a piece of folded paper from the pocket. "A letter?" 

"The letter contains everything I think you should know. You must read the letter after I’m gone," Lucifer smiled. 

"Oh, and one more thing..." 

He took a step closer to both Clarisse and Zale 

"I am glad I got to meet you again. I didn’t think this was ever going to happen. After the letter I gave you, I might not have a future to go back to, but...."

" I can only hope You’ll take the letter seriously and find me... Don’t keep secrets from me that time. Tell me everything that’s in the letter! I must know!"

After finishing, he waved his hand. He had written everything about him being from the future and how they were going to die and where they were going to find the young Lucie and about the seven stones and his unknown relationship with the Inhuman. 

I also wrote in the letter everything he knew about his origins, hoping that Zale was going to take care of the matters from here.

"Oh, and one more thing. Sometimes it’s good to be a little selfish. Live for yourself and for your family," he told Zale and Clarisse, who both seemed confused. 

Lucifer stepped closer to the two of them, understanding he didn’t have much time.

"And lastly... Thank you for everything you did. I didn’t get to say this, but thank you for finding me."

As he reached the two of them, he used his winds to pull Zale and Clarisse closer to hug them one last time. This was technically like death for him if Zale actually read the letter. 

This was his last moment, but he knew he was going to return... Return with something even better in a different world where people close to him didn’t need to die. 

Zale and Clarisse flew to him; however, they passed through his body. Lucifer couldn’t hug them since his body was finally out of this realm. He was just like a ghost who could be seen but not touched. 

He turned around, sighing. "I’ll see you in the future..."

After he finished, his body disappeared, unaware of how the future was going to unfold.

Throughout the days, he had thought a lot about this. He had even written a letter on the way but didn’t give since he wasn’t sure if it was right to do. He just didn’t want the death of his current self.

Ultimately, he decided to find ways to tell them the truth while making sure that the real Lucifer wasn’t going to be an ignorant idiot like he was. At the same time, he left some information to give some undue advantage to his younger self.

The immoral man who couldn’t die finally found a way that made it possible for him to die.