Doubts, the Jail, and the Dangerous Journey

The Supreme Justice gathered in their dark, floating chamber. They were the highest leaders in the universe, powerful and untouchable. Their glowing eyes scanned the screen showing Lucius’s aura. The boy was only 17, but his energy… it wasn’t like anything they’d ever seen.

Demonic. Mysterious. Dangerous.

The Justice leaders whispered to each other. Some were scared. Others were curious. But one thing was clear: Lucius didn’t belong here. He was an impossibility. He shouldn’t exist.

“We need to see him,” one of the Supreme Justice said, breaking the silence. “Bring him to the village. Let the people see who and what he is.”

So they did.

Lucius was taken before the villagers. They stood in a large circle around him, their eyes wide with fear. Some people shouted. Others whispered. But all of them watched him closely, like he was a dangerous animal they didn’t know how to deal with.

The Supreme Justice did not speak much. They only watched, their faces cold and calculating.

“We can’t let him roam free,” said one of them. “He is too dangerous. He must be locked away.”

And so, Lucius was thrown into a deep, dark coal jail, far beneath the ground. It was cold, silent, and the walls were thick, making it impossible for anyone to escape.

But Lucius wasn’t afraid. Not really.

There, in the quiet darkness of the jail, he met someone. A boy named Jones. Jones was about Lucius’s age, with a calm smile and a quiet bravery that Lucius liked instantly.

Together, they made a plan. They wouldn’t stay locked up. They couldn’t.

One night, when the guards were distracted, Lucius and Jones escaped.

The fresh air hit Lucius’s face as he and Jones ran out of the jail. But they didn’t get far before they stopped in their tracks. The village was surrounded by a huge, thick forest. And not just any forest. This one was filled with dark magic, strange creatures, and dangerous beasts.

Lucius could feel it. The air was heavy with power.

“What is this place?” Jones whispered, looking around nervously.

The villagers had never been attacked by the creatures in the forest. They didn’t even know what was really out there. There was something strange about it—a powerful magic that kept the monsters away, but no one knew why.

“Something’s wrong,” Lucius muttered, his eyes narrowing. “We need to leave, but… we need to be careful. This forest isn’t like any other place.”

They didn’t know where to go next. The village had been their home, but it was no longer safe. So, they decided to leave the safety of the village behind and go on a journey.

But they had no idea where to go.

As they walked through the forest, the trees twisted around them, and the air grew colder. The deeper they went, the more the forest seemed to change. Strange sounds echoed through the trees. Something was following them.

Suddenly, they stumbled upon a massive castle. It stood tall and dark, made of ancient stone. The air around it hummed with strange magic, and Lucius felt an uneasy pull in his chest.

“Where… where are we?” Jones asked, his voice shaky. “How did we even find this place?”

Lucius didn’t answer. He was too focused on the symbols carved into the stone. They looked familiar somehow. The castle was old, older than anything Lucius had ever seen.

They stepped inside cautiously, and the moment they did, the air shifted. It was like time itself was moving differently here.

Inside the castle, they found something that stunned them.

There were walls covered with glowing threads, showing different timelines, galaxies, and worlds. Lucius stared at them, unable to understand. Some worlds had gods. Others had demons. Some had humans, and some had creatures Lucius couldn’t even name.

It was like a map of the entire multiverse.

But as they tried to make sense of it all, something else happened. A tremor shook the ground. And then… they saw them.

Demons.

Dark figures stepped out from the shadows, their eyes glowing red. They had been watching Lucius and Jones all along.

Before Lucius could react, the ground beneath them cracked open, and the world around them shifted.

One moment they were in the castle, and the next… they were somewhere else. A new world. A new timeline.

They had entered a place they didn’t belong.

To Be Continued...