Lucas took a deep and heavy breath staring solemnly at the familiar face that gave him a sense of oppression.
The person's demonic black sclera with crimson eyes seems to pierce deep inside his soul, making him feel naked in front of him.
"So, you are the Original Lucas or it's proper to say, you are the future version of Lucas."
"Affirmative."
The man sitting on the Throne folding his legs gave a small nod with a blank expression.
The scenes of him playing around in his body and his words reverberated in his mind.
"Then, are you a regressor or are you in a time loop and you brought me here to break that loop?"
Lucas asked, standing up on his trembling feet.
"Interesting. I like your thought process but that's also one of your biggest faults. You complicate simple things by overthinking while overlooking the important things that led to your disaster."
"Stop kidding and answer me!" Lucas shouted angrily.