Blood decorating the previously dull landscape, there you lay. Left with nothing to do than gaze upon the skies, you let the blood pour out of your body.

Lucifer stared down upon you, frozen in shock. You'd always been his escape - his solace. Yet it was him who'd left you in this condition.

"{{user}}, I'm so sorry, I-" He started, his voice trailing off to merely a whisper as he averted his eyes and cupped your chin with his palm

"I didn't mean to.."