"Yeah?" Lucifer asked, stopping.
"That cloak you're wearing. It looks really good? How much is it worth? Can you get one in my size too?" Jiang asked.
"There's only one of these that exist in the world at the moment," Lucifer replied, shaking his head. "I'll see if I can find something similar for you though."
....
Since Vega was accompanying Jiang, Drak had free reign of the defense chamber. He could do anything he wanted from this place with his knowledge.
As there was nothing to do, Drak was simply using the systems for himself. He was watching his family from here.
His family still didn't know he was alive, and he didn't want them to know either. He wanted to keep helping from a distance without appearing before them.
His family already suffered in the past because of him, and now he didn't want to come before them to remind them of everything. His family had moved on, and his sister was already married. She had started a new family of her own.
Since he couldn't just go to them personally, he used other tricks to help them.
The entire country belonged to the Uprising now. They owned everything. He had already asked permission from Lucifer for doing this.
He was given a massive mansion for himself in a good city. He gave that mansion to his family in the name of the lottery.
He simply sent some men from the government claiming that his family won a lottery that the new government held only recently. The names of all families were in that, and only ten families won.
They told his mother that her family was one of the lucky families. She won not only a mansion but also enough money to spend their entire life comfortably without doing a single thing.
Today was the day when his family had shifted inside the mansion. As it was a high-profile mansion, it had great security systems and even cameras inside the mansion in certain areas.
Through those cameras, Drak was seeing his family's entrance into the mansion. His family looked so happy. Not only his mother but his sister and his brother-in-law were also excited. Their lives had changed so suddenly.
Watching his family, tears of happiness appeared in Drak's eyes too. Finally, his family had the life they deserved.
"I think something is missing. You should've been there too. Their happiness would've been double." A voice came from the back, shocking Drak.
He was so immersed in watching his family's reaction that he didn't even notice when Lucifer stepped inside the room.
"No need to worry. I'm not here to scold you," Lucifer said, taking the second chair.
He sat beside Drak.
"So, are you sure that you don't want to meet them either?" Lucifer asked Drak, glancing at the screen which showed the family of Drak.
"I think they've moved on. Now they're happy. I don't want to send them back to the sad past," Drak replied. "It's better if I just stay in the shadows."
"You know what I would give to meet my family again? On the other hand, you have your family within your reach, but you're scared to reach out your hand towards them," Lucifer reacted, shaking his head.
"Just know, you'll regret a lot when they're gone. Don't hide from them. Embrace them while you have a chance. Let them know that you still exist. You're not a criminal now; instead, you're a hero."
" You don't need to hide. Isn't that the meaning of Uprising? The Members of the Uprising should never be scared. That's all I'll tell you though. I won't force you either. The decision is yours," he continued.
Drak fell into deep thought, not saying anything.
"You don't have to be in a hurry. You don't have to go now. Take your time and think clearly about what you want. I'll be leaving Elisium for a little. When you're ready, just tell Vega that you want a day off," Lucifer said, taking off his sunglasses.
"Leave this place and spend that day with your family before coming back. Let them know that you're not a criminal. Let them be a part of your life again as you become a part of theirs."
"I heard that no one in Uprising has a family. They're the family of each other. But you, on the other hand, are lucky. You not only have a mother but also a lovely sister. You don't have to live in the shadows, watching them from a distance.
He stood up ultimately. "That's all I was here to say. Best of luck for whatever you decide."
He turned around and started leaving.
"Sir?" Drak called.
"Yeah?" Lucifer asked, stopping.
Drak took a deep breath as he solemnly looked at Lucifer.
"I'm really grateful that I met you and that I work with you. You are really a great man. Thank you for the advice. I'll listen to you and meet them. Thank you so much. Also, I promise to you. That I won't ever betray you."
"You not only saved my life but also gave me something even better. My life and my loyalty belong to you only." He declared.
"That's good to know because I don't take betrayal lightly. Even if it's from someone close to me, betrayal will only mean death," Lucifer responded before he left.
He went straight to the roof of the building.
As it was nine in the morning, the sun had set already. A full moon was shining in the sky, spreading its moonlight with everyone else.
Standing at the edge of the roof, Lucifer brought his gun out of his cloak's pocket. It was the gun Kane gave him.
A red magazine was inside the gun, fully charged. He was told to leave the gun in the pocket so a bullet could be created inside the red magazine for testing.
The bullet was created long ago, but it was only now he decided to test.
He raised his right hand, which was gripping the gun firmly. He aimed straight ahead.
"Let's see what you're capable of," he muttered before he pulled the trigger.
"Huh?"
Even as he pulled the trigger, nothing happened, confusing him. He remembered that he had unlocked the gun before. He hadn't locked it after that. Why wasn't it working then?
...
Kane had woken from his slumber long ago, and he had already got back to his work when he suddenly remembered something.
"Now that I think about it, did I mention that the gun automatically locks if it's not used for more than five hours in unlock mode?" he wondered, frowning.
"I probably did. I'm just overthinking," he shook his head lazily, continuing his work.