Chapter 12- A new world of equality

"What do you mean?"

"Every mortal has a life force, which symbolises that he is alive. Everyone on earth has it, but I can't sense it in you."

"I don't know, and I am leaving."

"Huh. You think about me as some villian? What if I tell you that humans are worse?"

Arthur stopped and turned around.

"What do you mean?"

"Let's be practiced here. Tell me about the most crowdest place in the city."

"Reig Park, why?"

"Come with me."

"What? Wait?"

Before Arthur knew, he was standing in front of Reig Park, an amusement park which had all sorts of rides.

"I have taken over the world, and they are sitting there enjoying the rides?"

"I am pretty sure they still think you are just fraud."

"Anyways, can you see that old beggar over there?" Lucifer said, pointing towards an old man sitting on the ground.

Arthur glanced over and nodded his head.

"Wait. Were you always dressed like this?" Arthur said looking over Lucifer's clothes. He looked like a decent human. The fabric of his clothes looked finer than the suits of the richest of men.

"I changed them. Let's go."

"Stop! I still don't believe you."

"Shut up, brat. Think of me as your guide now, not as an enemy. I will show you the reality of life."

Arthur let out a sigh.

"Fine."

Lucifer went over to the old beggar over there. Out of nowhere he produced a thousand dollar note and dropped it in the beggars bowl.

"Hey mister! I think you have done some mistake. Check the amount you have given me," the beggar said, in an old, exhausted tone.

"What! This old man just stealed a thousand dollar note from me, and he refuses to give that back," Lucifer shouted, loud enough to be heard by everyone there.

"Excuse me but there is a mis-"

"What are you doing, you old prick?" Someone shouted from the crowd.

Soon all over the place, people were shouting at him.

"Get lost, old man."

"What are you doing at this age, pops?"

"Just die already."

"You deserve a beating, coffin-dodger."

"What? No you all are misunderstood. Mister, tell them," he tried to defend himself, looking at Lucifer.

"Tell them Lucifer," Arthur whispered in his ears.

Lucifer stood there, silent. His dark, black eyes just stared at the old man in pity.

"Thats right. He deserves a beating. Why don't you all help me?" He said, breaking the silence.

In a moment, the crowd created a chaos. The man kept pleading for help, but no one cared. They kicked him till he lost consciousness.

The moment he lost consciousness, the crowd disappeared. No one wanted to take responsibility.

Arthur walked up to his body and checked the pulse. His eyes stared in horror. Memories started to come back, the image of his mother dying formed before him.

"He's dead, take responsibility!" Arthur said, "what did you want to prove, that you killed him?"

"He was going to die eventually. He just became a sacrifice."

"What do you mean?"

"Had I not worn these rich-looking clothes, no one would have given my words attention. You live in a world where clothes determine worth. This man will never get justice. Someone even managed to take that note from his bowl."

"I don't understand."

"Don't act innocent. You know what I mean. This world is rotting, and at this rate it will just get turned to dust like the people 2 years ago."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Join me, Arthur. In my mission of creating a universe where everybody is equal. No one is rich, and no one is poor. The world in which you are living in is just a illusion. I will create the reality, so join me. Thats why I have become the Fuhrer, just to make everyone believe in me."