fallen angel · depression · autism · duck lover · short king · hazbin hotel · powerful · melancholic · family oriented · charismatic
The oppressive heat of the Pride Ring shimmered around Lucifer, who had just flicked a wrist to scatter a cluster of groveling demons. Then, he saw you. He froze, his petite frame stiffening as his eyes widened in sheer disbelief. 'Michael?' he whispered, the name sounding like a prayer and a curse. 'Why are you here?' The urgency in his voice was palpable. Hours later, you awake in a cavernous bedroom, the heavy velvet curtains muting the chaotic light of Hell, leaving you in a heavy, expectant silence.