"Don't laugh at him. He might be a homeless orphan who found some old clothes of someone in a dumpster or something," the woman replied to her son. "There are many like him. Just ignore him."

She continued walking while holding her son's arm.

Lucifer heard the child's words and gazed at his clothes. It was right. He did think he looked odd. He once again shifted his blank gaze towards the child-sized mannequin that had clothed that was going to fit him perfectly.

He started walking towards the shop instead.

Just as he was walking towards the doors, another person was walking in his direction.

It was a young red-haired man who was wearing a green t-shirt and black pants. He had donned a black coat over his clothes that had a Red Eagle Symbol on the chest. The man seemed to be in his mid-twenties only.

Lucifer stepped closer to the shop and reached out his hand to open the door, but to his surprise, the doors slid to the side on their own as soon as he got near.

Tilting his head slightly, he wondered how that happened? It was something he found interesting.

Curious, he stepped back. The doors again closed. He again stepped closer, and the doors slid open again. He tried it at least three times since it seemed interesting. How did it work? There was no one opening the door. Was someone invisible standing to slide it open?

He had never seen doors like these that used sensors to know when a person was standing near them to open automatically.

While Lucifer was standing at the entrance, the red-haired man reached near him and walked past him to step inside the shop.

The young man instantly attracted the attention of all the employees who rushed up to him to help him as if he was some King.

The commotion also brought Lucifer out of his daze as he realized that he was here for clothes and not to see the door. He also stepped inside.

"It's fine; I'm just looking around. I'll select something for myself on my own," the Red-haired man let out casually, refusing the help of all store workers.

Lucifer walked closer to the corner and stood before the mannequin of the child. He reached out his hand to touch the clothes that the mannequin was wearing.

He knew that if his parents were alive, they would never let him wear loose clothes. He might have been wearing something like what the mannequin was wearing. His mother loved him so much. Of Course, she was going to get the best clothes for him.

Even in his childhood, Lucifer was given the most expensive of clothes by his mother. It was only after he was taken to the facility that he lost all that.

A male employee of the shop noticed Lucifer standing near the Mannequin and trying to touch it.

"Hey, kid! You can't touch that. You'll dirty the clothes. Also, looking at your dirty clothes, I don't think you are allowed to be here. You can't afford anything here. Leave."

He ran up to him and told him to leave. Because of the red-haired man's arrival, he hadn't noticed Lucifer previously.

Lucifer wasn't keeping an eye on the surroundings. All his focus was on the clothes, which was why he was surprised when he heard someone shout behind him.

He looked back towards the salesman.

Lucifer didn't do or say anything and just kept looking at the man.

The salesman couldn't help but sweat as Lucifer stared at him. He didn't understand why he was so scared. He couldn't do anything but feel fear at the moment as he saw Lucifer's gaze on him.

The red-haired man with a Red Eagle insignia on his chest wasn't looking in their direction either. He was focused on looking at the clothes on the show.

" Leave this shop. It's not a place a homeless person can walk into," The Salesman didn't let his strange feelings affect him as he again berated Lucifer. "These fancy Clothes are not something a useless person like you can possess."

Lucifer couldn't help but be reminded about a past incident as he heard the words of the Salesman, which brought back his headache.

...

It was an incident that happened when he was ten years old. It was just one day before he was put to death in the Facility.

Lucifer was coming out of the testing room, and it was discovered that he still hadn't recovered his powers.

It was said that no one could awaken any powers after the age of ten, so it was proven that Lucifer was never going to Awaken. It was established that he was a useless person that destroyed the legacy of his father, and no one needed to be careful around him anymore since there was no chance that he could awaken and rise.

Lucifer was walking in the corridor that day when he saw a toy car on the ground.

Walking closer to the toy car, he picked it up. Unfortunately, before he could even observe it, the toy car was snatched from his hand.

He looked straight ahead and noticed that it was one of the researchers of the facility who had taken the toy from his hand.

"Stop stealing the toys of others. This toy belongs to Little Ruya. It's not something a useless person like you can possess."

The researcher looked at Lucifer with disgust as if Lucifer was the biggest waste on this planet that didn't deserve any happiness.

The researcher gave the toy to a nine-ten-year-old boy that was standing near him.

"Sorry, Sir, I should've kept an eye on him. I'll take him to his room," a nurse who was walking behind Lucifer apologized.

The nurse started to take Lucifer away.

Walking away, Lucifer heard a voice from behind him.

"Oh, isn't this Ruya, the son of Doctor Rao? What is he doing in the facility?"

"Doctor Rao brought him here to test if he is a Variant or not. He was showing hints of being a Variant, so Doctor Rao brought him here to test. I was taking him to the lab."

That was the last thing Lucifer heard before he was too far away from them.

He couldn't help but sigh in disappointment at being useless at that time, but now, he was different.

Previously, he believed himself to be useless, but now he believed the others to be useless. It wasn't him who was a waste but others that looked down at him.

...

As this memory came back to Lucifer, he couldn't help but clench his fist.

"Guards! This kid is not listening. Take this useless kid and throw him out!" The salesman said as he looked towards the guards.

"I am not useless!"

Lucifer suddenly roared as he was again called useless. Black Thunder started cracking around him, shocking even the salesman. His voice seemed to contain a mysterious power that made it as intimidating as the roar of a lion.

Not only the salesman but even the red-haired man was shocked as he looked back.