What was freedom?
For many people, freedom was when they could do whatever they wanted, went wherever they wanted, lived the way they wanted without being controlled by anyone.
For Lucifer, freedom was when he could live a comfortable life without being ordered or forced to do what he did want to. Even if Lucifer had a poor life, all he needed was freedom.
But ironically, wishes would always be just wishes.
Lucifer had an unhappy childhood, perhaps he had the most unhappy childhood in the world.
Lucifer was born into a poor family. Ever since he was a child, his parents forced him to do all kinds of dirty work to earn money for them while they just stayed home and enjoyed the money Lucifer earned.
If there was a day when Lucifer didn't earn enough money, they would beat him, sometimes they would even beat him for no reason at all.
In general, Lucifer's life was no different from that of a slave. Forced to do all kinds of work and beaten at any time. He was no different from a slave.
A slave, the complete opposite of freedom.
Over time, Lucifer wanted more and more freedom. He gradually became someone who was willing to do anything to achieve the freedom he had always wanted. He was obsessed with freedom.
That was why at the age of 12, Lucifer killed his parents with his own hands.
Just like that, Lucifer was freed from those who separated him from his freedom. He had achieved the freedom he had always dreamed for. Or at least that was what he thought.
***
Because he no longer had parents, Lucifer had to send his only brother to an orphanage. The boy was only 2 years old at that time. After that, he started living the life of a vagrant in the slums.
Lucifer thought that he had achieved freedom, but it turned out that he had not.
He still had to do all kinds of jobs to make a living and was often beaten by the thugs living in the slums.
'Why did my life become such a mess?'
Lucifer thought as he sat in the dark, cramped and ugly room. It was the bedroom that he had been living in for the past few years.
In a few minutes it would be Lucifer's birthday, but he didn't even have a friend or a family to celebrate his birthday with.
He still had to live the life of a slave, working for the thugs if he wanted to live.
But tomorrow, things would be different. Hopefully so…
The reason was because in this world, whenever someone turned 15, they would have the chance to receive something called a system. And whoever had a system would receive very formidable powers.
If there was one thing that Lucifer learned after living in this world for nearly 15 years, it was that money, power and strength were the keys to lead him to true freedom.
And those who owned a system and received power from it would all be people who were both rich, had a lot of authority and status in society.
But possessing power from the system was not easy because Lucifer would have to go through a difficult and deadly challenge if he wanted to have that power.
Most people hoped that they would not be the one to own the system because the possibility of them dying was very high. But for Lucifer, owning the system was like a miracle.
If he succeeded in passing the Trial, he would receive power, and if he failed, he would die. But at least he wouldn't have to go through this hell again.
***
There were only 10 seconds left until Lucifer's birthday. He had never felt so excited in his life like this before. He clasped his hands together and began to pray that he would receive the system.
5 seconds passed, Lucifer's body began to tremble with anxiety and anticipation.
The new day had come and a system panel also appeared in front of Lucifer:
Name: Lucifer
Destiny: None
Rank: None
Experience: None
Ability: None
Artifact: None
Ancient Name: None
"Here it is!"
Lucifer shouted happily, but then immediately covered his mouth in case the thugs in the other room heard.
Lucifer was very cheerful that he had received the system. Now, his life would change completely if he was lucky enough to pass the Trial given by it.
Immediately after, a door suddenly appeared in front of him. The sudden presence of the door surprised Lucifer. But he quickly calmed down when he realized that this was the door that would lead him to his Trial.
Without hesitation, Lucifer opened the door and entered. After all, it was his only choice because the door would force him to go through it anyway.
***
Lucifer slowly opened his eyes, he was both looking forward and worried about the Trial that awaited him ahead.
Lucifer thought that the place he was summoned to would be a dark, dead land with a lot of monsters, but it turned out not to be like that. The place he was standing in was like a city, and this city looked very vibrant and full of life.
In complete contrast to the dead place he had imagined just now.
Lucifer looked around, trying to understand his current situation.
Currently, Lucifer was following behind four people who looked like superheroes in children's movies. In front of him were the blue, red, yellow, and pink superheroes. And Lucifer was the black superhero.
'What the hell is going on?'
Around the superheroes were a lot of people cheering their names. It seemed like these superheroes had just defeated some kind of formidable monster and saved this city.
In Lucifer's entire trashy life, he had never been praised like this, so he was feeling quite excited.
But then Lucifer heard some people on the side of the road gossiping about him - the black superhero. Their gossip caused Lucifer's good mood to plummet.
"Hey, isn't the black superhero a bit like a slave to the other superheroes? The black superhero is always ordered around by the other superheroes, right?"
"You just realized it now? Because the black superhero is the weakest, he has to listen to the others like a dog. The reason he was included in the team is because the other superheroes need an easy-to-control servant."
"Damn, the black superhero is so trash, right?"
The gossip spread further and further. Now, more than half of the people that were surrounding these superheroes were only talking about the black superhero.
Lucifer's expression immediately darkened, fortunately because he was wearing a black helmet, his expression was not revealed.
He glared at the four superheroes walking in front of him. It seemed that no matter where he was, Lucifer would always be a slave who would never be free.
Lucifer was obsessed with freedom, therefore, he would kill anyone who took away his freedom.
'I will definitely kill them.'