[h2][center][color=silver]Lucas[/color][/center][/h2]
[center]Hadrum[/center]
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Lucas could do naught but stare helplessly as the demon lord and his father met in battle, his limbs refusing to do more than twitch. He can't quite make out who the two men who scratch the fiend are, though father's reply makes it certain they're fmaily, perhaps if he'd made more effort to keep in touch the missing arm would have given something away, and that's the last thought he has before his brief trip to a world of white where a shard of blackened aura to the heart makes sure he's dead. He thinks father said something?

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[center][h3]Kaides Main House, 2nd Floor[/h3][/center]
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The loud rapping of hands upon a wooden door wakes Lucas, he can't help but feel that something is off, though he's clearly in his own bed, which is a nice change from more recent sleeping arrangement, he's still half asleep and has barely moved when a sharp voice calls in from outside "Master Lucas, it is past time for you to rise, you must be made presentable in time for Orientation." That could only be Helena, probably the sternest maid in mother's employ, he'd never seen her actually smile, only it can't be, because she didn't make it out of Kaidisyum. 
It is as that thought enters his mind that he jolts fully awake as his memories come into wakeful focus, still trying to comprehend it all, he stands, which is when he realises how odd he feels, at once better than he has in months if not years, with none of the barely healed injuries or constant aches from hard bedrolls and harder fighting, yet his movement feels a little slower. He barely clamps a hand over his mouth to stop himself from uttering the sort of phrase only 4 years among soldiers could teach you when he sees his decidedly teenage body in the mirror, unblemished by scars and more tellingly, there's not so much as a hint of stubble, making him perhaps 15 and a half at most. 
He's not sure what or how it happened, his memories feel more real than even the most lucid of sleep deprived dreams, yet this is also no dream. It's at this point he remembers Helena is still waiting for a reply and that the few times he didn't wake on time were invariable unpleasant. [color=silver]"If I am to be presentable, please have a bath drawn."[/color]  It has been quite some time since Lucas has had a proper bath, more importantly it shall buy a little more time to think, if he is somehow reliving his past, then there's plenty to improve on.