Lucifer began to sweat. The atmosphere that was previously happy go lucky now annoyed him to no end.

He could guess that one ability was from his father, the other was from… his mother? If that was true, Lucifer had always wondered who his mother was. The moment he unlocked the ability, he could find out her name, Father was always so secretive, he will finally find out something important and be better than the old him who would follow him despite his arrogant extremes that he often displayed. Too secretive to tell his son who his Mother was, that fucker!

Lucifer felt that his body was sucked dry of all positive emotions. How dare he do that! He will find out the identity of His mother and get him to shut the fuck up for once about his almighty power. He may have created this universe, but that gives him no right to treat his son like the scum of the Heavens. The answers would be his!

Ready to get his mind off things Lucifer enhanced his stamina by distributing all of his points into it.

“He keeps so much hidden, it's his worst talent.” Lucifer groaned. His body felt better than before even as many things were brought up in his mind. Except his wellness needed to be perfect. He was perfect, his wellness however was not in the best condition.

Taking his mind of the recent developments he took the survival aspect of his new life in stride.

He needed material to build a shelter for himself, so he grabbed branches, the forest was full of sticks. After that he rubbed a pair of the sticks together. Abruptly a spark was fostered atop the end of them and that's when he could begin surviving for real. The fire spread and he lobbed the sticks onto the pile of branches that made the fire even larger.

Content with the fire Lucifer grabbed the dead rabbit corpse and threw it over the fire. He was already not well so he could not get sick.

This time he noticed the new notification that had taken residence in his line of vision.

You have acquired the passive skill [Survival] for surviving. This passive ability makes it easier for users to survive with meager and or insufficient knowledge in foreign terrain.

Once the rabbit had been cooked enough he grabbed it. It stung, but made little of the pain and quickly began to eat the cooked rabbit as he required the energy if he was going to heal any time soon.

Lucifer had a lot of time left to do whatever he wanted so he went ahead and explored. He was feeling less and less pain as time passed.

This was his only source of relief. Now he needed to hunt.

This new world gave him so many chances, and for once he will take up on its offer at the chance of becoming what he used to be, and more.

If anyone crossed his path now he would crush them and turn them into stat points. A wild grin now planted on his face. He would discover the identity of his mother and turn the world here into his playground.

And only his.