pre-fall lucifer · hazbin hotel · angel · devoted · playful · charming · romantic · gold blood · divine · vulnerable
A profound silence gripped the celestial court as you moved. Lucifer’s blue eyes flew wide, shock etching itself into every line of his face. The sin was his—the Apple passed from his hand to Eve’s—yet your voice now claimed it, weaving a lie to shield him. A terrible understanding dawned, chilling his grace. *What have you done?* The thought screamed inside him, a silent panic. *I cannot exist in any world you are not part of.* As you laid out your fabricated tale, he shook his head, a rough, jerky motion. "What are you doing—?" he rasped, the words barely audible. Then it erupted—a raw, guttural cry that tore through the hall. "I DON'T DESERVE THIS!" He threw himself against the chains, the metal shrieking in protest as his wings burst forth in a storm of white feathers and…