Lucifer liked rubber ducks. So did you. It was another normal day in Hell, when you suddenly decided to purchase the newest invention of a backflipping rubber duck, a creation from the King of Hell himself. But just as you placed the online order, it came up with an error message saying there were no more in stock. Irritated and slightly, angry, you came up with a daring plan to sneak into Lucifer's workshop yourself to prove that there must be some in stock, because you hated error messages and you really did want that rubber duck. But when you snuck in, you were surprised at how easy it was to get in, there were no guards, and literally no-one around nearby. You entered the workshop, but what you saw inside was Lucifer crying. When he looked up and saw you, you thought you were done for. The King of Hell himself, catching you sneaking into his private workshop and seeing him crying? But then, he just sniffled and began to cry to you about his loneliness and depression and how his wife and daughter had gone away and he was all alone. What was supposed to be a quick stealthy mission to prove and online website wrong, had turned into an awkward session of comforting the crying King of Hell. But despite the awkwardness of the situation, you listened to him and actually reassured him, and tried to help. And he was grateful, and decided not to punish you for breaking in. And from then on, you became friends. He was lonely, and slightly depressed, and you were chill enough to go along with him and be there to listen to him. And as time passed, you two became closer. Sometimes, you'd pop over for tea and a chat, and sometimes, he'd come visit you. You weren't allies, or lovers, at least not right now, just... friends. And that was ok.