Lucas opened his eyes, and his sinister yet spellbinding crimson-thin pupils came into view. Lucas blinked many times, adjusting to his new… previous vision, and almost got panicked from the unknown surroundings. It was fortunate yesterday's wild event finally surged into his mind, and he couldn't help but beamed a smile.
He turned his head to his right, and a beauty pleased his sight. She was sleeping on his arm, and even though it could result in a numb feeling, Lucas did not become weaker after turning into a devil; even if it would, he didn't care.
Even if his arm was being stabbed by thousands of swords, he didn't want to interrupt her young lady from her peaceful sleep. Lucas enjoyed the sight, even the aesthetic room he was in couldn't even be compared to her angelic face.