This bored god could of course know everything with just a single scan of his divine sense but that would make the game pretty dull indeed for him and for everybody else's.

"Well... Hello there, Agents Conrad and Lexus. Please take care of me from now on. I seem to forget many things as of late."

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Lucas said and there was awkward and almost shy smile on his face right now. This Supreme Being could really know how to act if he wanted to.

"We will. We just need you to trust us, Mr. Osbert." Agent Conrad tried to give a reassuring smile but it appeared very ugly on his face instead.

He was like someone who was not used to expressing this positive emotion but Lucas was also kind enough to not laugh in the agent's face.

"I do. I do trust all of you, Agent Conrad." Lucas nodded and the innocence of his person was highlighted in this moment.

Everyone around him felt suddenly guilty about what they had to do but no one broke their silence in the end.

They were just cogs in the machine and to disobey what was expected of them was tantamount to suicide. Not only for themselves but also for the entirety of their families.

"That's good, Mr. Osbert. Now i need to give you something that would make you relax. Just stay calm, okay?" Agent Conrad instructed.

"Don't worry, Agent Conrad. I will be calm and steady through it all." Lucas offered a very trustworthy face once again and just stood there like a good boy.

'So he really doesn't know anything.' Agent Conrad mused inside. He took a cute looking gun from behind his waist and said towards Lucas...

"Give me your hand."

"Okay." Lucas raised his left hand as needed and it did not take long for the muzzle of the gun to touch his skin.

"Pfft!" A mufflled sound echoed gently then within breaths, Lucas could see nothing but darkness.

"THUD!"

"What is your name?" A gentle voice asked in the boundary between dreams and consciousness.

"Lucas Osbert." a young man's voice answered.

"Where do you live?"

"Faria Town."

"Have you ever heard of of Spectral Abilities before?"

"Yes."

"How about the Imperial Alliance?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever come in contact with other species aside from Humans?"

"No."

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..

...

This line of questioning continued for 1 straight year and though there were myriad of scientific tests done, everyone who toiled in the research and countless experiments all had the same conclusion.

Lucas Osbert was indeed a natural Specter of this world. Through it all, the bored god was content in limiting his abilities to nothing.

One year of wait was inconsequential for someone like this Ancient Soul who could stay for eras, epochs and eons in closed door cultivation.

Some spare days later.

"Welcome back, Mr. Osbert. It seems that we will have that chat after all."

"Long time no see, Agent Conrad! How long have i been asleep?" Lucas asked because he felt the numbness over the entirety of his body.

It did not take for one to be a bored god like him in order to notice the possibility of his prolonged slumber.

He was currently lying on the bed and there were a set of high tech screens that monitored his condition in real time and an able team that tallied the readouts from the devices.

Far different from a year prior, these men and women were not anymore wearing any protective gears but only the distinctive white uniforms of their profession.

Their numbers also dwindled to a mere 3 personnel of doctors.

"Not long." Agent Conrad lied with a straight face. It was not like whatever he would say mattered to him but still, he was kind enough to spare Lucas any unnecessary worries.

"Do you remember who you are now? And how your life was before the accident?" Agent Conrad decided to make this talk short and so he went directly to the point of the discussion.

"I do, Agent Conrad. I was so stupid to save that girl. I died, didn't i?" Lucas asked with a self deprecating smile on his face.

"You were not stupid, Mr. Osbert. I think you more as a hero. You have rescued one life after all. In the world that we are in today, at least that much should be considered a rarity.

Don't you think so, Mr. Osbert?" Agent Conrad asked but was honestly not expecting any answer for his question at all.

In which case, Lucas also obliged only with a short nod and face filled with contemplation.

Silence reigned for some precious breaths until Agent Conrad decided to break it for the both of them.

"So what are you going to do now?" The agent asked.

"I don't know, Agent Conrad. Perhaps i could go back to Faria Town. I can restart my life again." Lucas answered softly.

'And what? Go beg in the streets once again?' Agent Conrad left these words unspoken as he witnessed how unfortunate this young man was.

It would have been good if Lucas had awaken a useful Spectral Ability but no, it appeared that it was a one time thing after all.

He could still remember what the list of conclusions the specialist had told him over and over again in the past one year.

'The subject appears normal.'

'No gene evolution detected.'

'Amputated an arm but showed no signs of regeneration.'

'Subject recommendation: Civilian Life.' This result was both a blessing and a curse towards Lucas.

If he was found out to be gifted with a Spectral Ability then he would be sent to train in the Imperial Military Force but since he had none, Lucas could only go back to the life that he once led.

Agent Conrad pitied the boy and stood there frozen in thought. Not a minute passed by and a good idea came about from nowhere.

"Tell me, Mr. Osbert. Are you willing to become my son?"