Lucas 'POV' [5]

'Not as simple as he appears to be?, Impossible! 'Master' did not inform me about something like this' I thought distractedly.

''I will talk to master regarding this matter. What was the good news?'' I asked.

''The good news is, we got to know that Stefan works part-time at a convenience store from 1 pm to 3 pm. I think it is perfect timing for us to stage an accident. What do you say?'' Daniel asked me.

''I will observe him first and talk to master regarding this matter. Do not make hasty decisions during this time, I will contact you if there is any change in the plan'', I cut off the call without listening to his reply.

After breathing a sigh of relief, I decided to contact Master. I chanted the spell, which gave off a sinister feeling. For some time, nothing happened. About 5 minutes later, I could hear his voice, but I couldn't see him, so I could only continue staring into the air.

''What's the matter?'' He asked me.

''I wanted to ask something'', I answered.

''What is it?'', he answered impatiently.

''Is someone protecting Stefan?'' I questioned him.

''Hm. There is someone protecting him, but I will take care of this matter. Don't get yourself involved in this'', he answered arrogantly.

''Yes, master'' I waited for him to correct me, but he did not stop me from calling him that.

My heart was bubbling with excitement, at the thought of being the master's disciple and taking revenge on my elder brother, but before I could continue to be happy, he scoffed at me.

''Don't think too highly of yourself'', he cut off the connection after speaking to me like this.

I felt sad about it, but then I cheered myself up, thinking that maybe after I injure Stefan, he would be willing to be my master.

I walked back inside the room and opened the curtains, seeing the bustling crowd on the streets, l suddenly remembered that l don't have a proper set of clothes for wearing tomorrow. After pondering for a while, I decided to go shopping and buy some daily necessities. All the things packed in my suitcase belonged either to my elder brother or father, I did not have my own set of daily necessities.

I walked inside the bathroom, took a shower, and combed my hair. I observed myself in the mirror, the person in the mirror had bright eyes and gave off positive vibes. Likewise, I didn't know that just resting for two days could improve my complexion so much.

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At that time, I did not notice this strange thing. But as time flew by my complexion not only improved but also grew fair. As if I am applying a high-quality skin care product.

This was all because of 'another me'. I could have never imagined that 'something' was growing in my body at a terrifying speed, or rather 'someone' was growing in my body or maybe 'it' was already there before I came to the city and met 'him'.

The phrase 'Mantis catches the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind' is true to some extent. Maybe the other me did not know, that, from the beginning, we were his targets, but now in the present, I know that this 'Master' did not mean anything good to us.

Stefan was really unlucky to meet me, but I was more unlucky to have met that man whom I called 'master' willingly. If only I had known his conspiracy, and all that powerful vibes which he flaunted, that was equal to a pretense.

I should have been more alert than anyone after coming to the city for the first time, according to my experience in the village. But somehow, l ignored these questions and dropped my guard quickly after meeting 'him'. Even if l knew something was wrong with me, l did not pay much attention to it.

From the first day l met him, l was feeling lethargic, because, l was not the only one occupying my body. Unfortunately, it was too late by the time l realized it. The other 'me' had already occupied my body and erased my existence from this world. I could only watch as he used my body to commit crimes and harm society.

He had my memories when he woke up, but, l knew nothing about him, until a phone call from David arrived after 2 weeks, and he called me 'Louis'. At that moment, l remembered that l actually never took the initiative to tell my name to David, so how did he know that my name was 'Louis' and not 'Lucas'?

That was when I woke up and realized that I needed to investigate myself. Everything became clear to me after l hired a detective. It was me, but also not me. It called itself 'Louis'.

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