Lucius was about to say something, but then he frowned, and Lyxor suddenly noticed the change.
"What's wrong?" Lyxor asked.
"My main body… It's waking up." Lucius said, unsure of how to feel.
The past few weeks spent here were Lucius's favorite moments in the past few years. For the first time, he felt like he was finally doing what he wanted, creating something he could call his own.
His city in New Jersey fell under the United States and his Black Death identity was backed up by the New Dawn. This was his first time building something he could call his own.
Lucius felt his time here was coming to an end and this made him a bit sad. He was reluctant to abandon his life here for his prestigious position as a member of the Big Five.
"You can always switch places with your clone when you are done with important matters." Lyxor tried to console Lucius.
"You don't have to beat me up; it's embarrassing." Lucius shook his head.