Lucas sat in his room, his mind zeroed in on the next crucial step of his plan. The golem was complete, but now it was time to create the divine mask that would perfectly mimic his own appearance—the final piece needed to bring his clone to life.
He took a deep breath, then spoke aloud, "System, it's time. I need you to create a new divine mask, one that looks exactly like me."
The system's voice echoed in his mind, dripping with arrogance. [Ah, finally recognizing the brilliance of my design, aren't you? Fine, I'll whip up something that even your plain face can be proud of. We'll call it… 'Lucas.' Simple, yet effective. Just like you.]
Lucas rolled his eyes at the system's mocking tone but didn't rise to the bait. Instead, he waited as the mask materialized before him. When he put it on, there was no visible change—unsurprising, since the mask was crafted to mirror his own appearance.