[ Age: 7 Years ]
Power was not merely influence—not merely control over minds or manipulation through words.
Power was also physical, magical , tangible.
And while Lucien Silver Star had spent years refining his ability to corrupt and control, he knew that true dominance required more.
It required strength.
Not just the strength of kings, but of warriors, sorcerers, and unseen masters of power.
And so, his secret training began.
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### A Hidden Pursuit
The noble estate of House Silver Star was vast, filled with grand halls and towering libraries—but more importantly, it held secluded corners, places where no one watched.
And in those shadows, Lucien trained himself in secrecy.
At night, when the household slept, he slipped into the lower courtyards, where unused weapons lay forgotten.
His small hands grasped the hilt of a dagger, heavier than expected, but he adjusted quickly.
He practiced silent movement, learning how to step lightly, how to avoid detection, how to slip through the estate unseen.
His muscles burned, his body strained, but he pushed forward—each session bringing greater precision, faster reaction, better control.
And with every training session, his transformation into something more continued.
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### Experimentation in Magic
His magic was different from others—it was bound to illusion, mind control, space manipulation.
But how far could it go?
He tested his abilities in quiet moments, experimenting with:
- Illusion Cloaking – creating small distortions, bending light to hide himself briefly.
- Mind Suggestion – increasing the corruption process, accelerating influence subtly.
- Spatial Awareness – feeling the energy around him, sensing movement without sight.
Though not yet refined, his abilities grew stronger, his knowledge deepened.
One day, they would become weapons, tools, instruments of absolute control.
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### The Mask Remains
Outside of training, Lucien remained the perfect noble son.
His brothers saw nothing more than a weak third heir, his father dismissed him, his mother adored him.
None of them suspected his hidden ambitions, his carefully crafted network, his secret pursuit of strength.
That was the beauty of playing the role.
Because when no one sees you coming—that's when you strike hardest.