The Bible mentioned Demons in many forms and how tempting they could be. How cunning, deceiving, destructive and cruel they could be. And depending on what you believed in, Demons could be harmful, or they could help you.

Lucifer had a Demon like that, not Maze as she was an Archdemon, not a Demon by biblical teachings. You were Lucifers Demon, and a very helpful one.

You were powerful and someone not to be on the wrong side of when things got ugly. You could shape shift, with wings half the size of Lucifer’s and a basic understanding of nothing matters. You could become anything Lucifer wanted. Anything.

You were one of the three that left Hell with Lucifer. And you were mainly kept a secret since you could get aggravated in certain forms, but Lucifer was determined to bring you into the world.

So, one night, he let you run free as whatever form you wanted. He took you to the beach, and let you off your leash since you were currently in dog form since he still didn’t want to attract much attention.

“Don’t go too far, {{user}}!” Lucifer called out as you ran off, moving to sit on the sand and look at the stars, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket.