The morning mist was thick and the sky was lit with the dawn of a new day. Lucifer now walked the Earth. There was a strange feeling, being in a physical body. It was as if he had been shackled in chains and thrown into a cage. Walking was a chore and looking through human eyes was like staring through a translucent lense. *

He touched his chest, the mark of the Ar’Tuel burnt into the mortal flesh, this new body was great and in its prime. His soul would make sure it stayed that way. Yes, that so very valuable soul which pathetic creatures of all kinds sought to take for themselves. The lives of his brothers and sisters would fill their coffers, all because the light they held could be used for material goods like expendable batteries.

He was sick of it, it disgusted him. If there was one thing he despised more than mortals, it was mortals who's greed surpassed their intelligence.

Lucifer had little actual knowledge of where he was or what to do. However, he had been observing humans for years, and he understood their mannerisms quite well. If he were to come across company, he was positive he'd be able to talk his way through it. If not, he'd be able to finally test this new power of his.

Lucifer rubbed his neck and tilted it to the side, feeling the tendons stretching. He reached down to his arm and pinched himself, wincing reactively without thinking "So this is physical pain?" He thought to himself.

He began to slowly walk, not sure where to, but he was headed somewhere, one simple rigid step at a time. He closed his eyes, feeling the mana within the area, there seemed to be large concentrations of it, most likely indicating large beasts or trees. In any case he'd be sure to stay away from danger for now, this body was too precious to lose.