Lucas was walking down the street, wandering aimlessly about. Even though he appeared to be a normal boy, he was really a powerful demon that has lived for millennia. Every century or so, he would assume a different form and live among the humans, taking pleasure in living a seemingly normal life and blending in. Every once in a while, he would let loose and go on a killing spree to mix things up, but he was good for now, and it always forced him to change his form and start anew. For now, he was content in just wandering around.