OmgICan'tThinkofaWittyTitleTho.~
Lucius lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. Damien had left with their father to take care of some business that he didn't really care about. With a sigh, he sat up.
"Why is there nothing to do?" he groaned before hearing a crash coming from somewhere downstairs. Hoping that whatever made that noise would be enough to entertain him, even for a little bit, Lucius went to investigate. Upon entering the living room, he noticed that one of the couches was missing, and walked toward the now empty area in confusion when he tripped, falling through a portal of some sort.
He landed in what looked like a replica of his mansion, but it seemed off somehow. 'What the hell just happened?' he asked himself.