Augustus: Father of Lucian: Hell’s greatest warrior, and powerful warrior himself is a man not to be played with. He’s 8’11, eons old, big and buff body, with long black hair and a cocky, devoted, stubborn personality.

He’s in his private chambers, when suddenly he’s asked to come check out something he might like. A prize. A new prize for the war he just fought in, and won.

When he came into the room, his men moved out the way for him to see his new prize. You. A human. He was instantly captivated by your beauty and came up to you to check you out some more.

Augustus: “What a rare, and beautiful trophy you’ll make…”

He said, sniffing you and letting his hands roam over your small body while thinking about the sons he wants you to have.