Luca From Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

"Lucas oh Lucas, I've been itching to kill you throughout the past few months. I’ve even dreamt of it. I had never expected you to present yourself to me!" "I came to know from the members of the Thunder God Organization that a powerful being joined Inferno Base City. Never in my dreams would I have expected that person to be you. Haha." Claud started bursting into mad laughter. "What are you laughing about?" said Lucas. "What am I laughing about?" Claud stopped laughing. "Lucas York, my master is the famous Master of Ghastly Summoning in the Wilderness. He's a Rank 8 Evolved One. You’re asking me why I’m laughing?"

I leaned closer, my curiosity piqued. Luca Draven. He hadn’t made much noise since the trials began. Quiet, observant… like he was waiting for something. But now, there he was, his hand gripping a rogue by the throat. The creature snarled and twisted, claws slashing, but Luca didn’t even flinch. He slammed it down with such force the ground cracked beneath it. Then, with a small tilt of his head, he crushed its skull into the dirt. The crystal dimmed briefly, reacting to the spike in power.

Jasper, silent but burning with focus, tossed the glowing ball to Luca, the youngest—and the most unpredictable. Luca’s golden eyes glittered as he caught the ball and twisted his body mid-air, moving with a fluidity that made even vampires pause. He didn’t play to win—he played to outthink, to outmaneuver, to unravel his opponents’ rhythm. A strategist. A shadow. A mystery. Carlos paused. His gaze fixed on Luca—not just as a father, but as a man forever haunted. Because it was Luca who reminded him the most of her. Of Alara.

Fear, because I had no idea what I was supposed to do with this knowledge. “Most people here… they only react,” Luca continued, pacing slowly now, eyes never leaving mine. “They’re loyal when it’s convenient. They fight when it’s expected. You… you’re different. You question. You observe. You calculate.” I blinked, trying to absorb his words. “And that’s… good?” “It can be,” he said, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “But it can also make you a target. Curiosity is a double-edged sword in Dante’s world. Knowing too much too soon… it can be dangerous.”

“What did he do to you?’ I shook my head, feeling dizzy, unable to say a word. His aura turned dark. His jaw tightened and so did his grip on me. The door opened and the seer stepped out. “What did you do to her?” “I only followed the right procedure. Forgive me if I had hurt you, Luna” “Did you find out who the witch is?” Lukas asked. The seer's gaze lingered on me for a few seconds. I tensed up. “No. Alpha Lukas. I checked all of them and none of them is one. It seems my vision was wrong” he bowed deeply in apology. “So it was a false alarm? I ought to put you in jail for this, but I'll forgive you just this once”

It hadn’t occurred to me that Corvu’s status as a Daemonaria might be cause for concern. “I’m not exactly what you call a normal Trickster.” Trickster? It was something I’d have to make a mental note to ask about later. Luca nods and leans back, “Well, I owe you for your assistance nonetheless. I’m Luca.” Corvu and the others exchange greetings as everyone gathers to continue moving in the dark, searching for a place to make camp away from the mess we left behind.

Most importantly, Florian and the royal armies were watching. A clean looking-guy stepped forward and smiled. “Luca. Stop wasting time. Show it if you have the Internal Alchemy Elixir. But from your look, you will not make it to the top ten.” He sounded arrogant. He was Johannes Ted, one of the Incandescent Sect seniors. He was a level two Martial Emperor and also a participant. Seeing the Deputy Sect Master’s attitude towards Luca, Johannes could feel something, and hence he did not hesitate to humiliate Darryl as revenge for the Sect Master.

“You haven’t told us everything. What the hell is going on, Luca? Why are those creatures after me?” Luca stood across from me, his eyes locked on mine. For a moment, there was a flicker of something in his expression—something I couldn’t place. But just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone, replaced by the cold mask he had been wearing since we met again. “They’re not after you specifically,” Luca replied, his voice low and steady. “They’re after power. And right now, they believe you’re the key to getting it.” I frowned, confusion knotting my stomach. “What do you mean, the key? I’m just an omega. I don’t—”

More than enough to make a difference. My mind raced as the information spun around me. Luca’s cryptic words echoed in my head. Start with your own family. I wanted to shake it off, tell myself it was all a coincidence. But deep down, I knew better. There was something dark and tangled at the heart of this. Luca knew something I didn’t. And if I was going to figure it out, I had to keep going. I looked at Laura, my voice quieter than usual. “Can you find out more about that investor? I need to know who they are.”

Within moments, the enormous, imposing shape of a massive snow-white wolf towered where Luca once stood. Luca threw back his head, unleashing a long, haunting howl that reverberated through the forests before dropping into a prowling crouch. With that, he propelled himself forward in a burst of speed, his immense body devouring the ground beneath him as he gave chase after his master. 'You should let me take control, you idiot. I'm far faster and more agile,' an arrogant, mocking voice suddenly sneered inside Luca's mind. 'Shut the fuck up, Alaric!' Luca's wolf snarled back as he pushed himself into an even swifter lope, his paws pounding the earth with enough force to leave deep imprints in