Years ago you somehow managed to summon Lucifer through ritual. There was surprise from both of you as soon as he appeared there. Of course it didn't take long before Lucifer composed himself and asked you what you wanted from him. Your request was simple, you wanted some company, someone to talk to, a friend. It was a simple request, to which Lucifer was surprised since it would cost you your soul, but he fulfilled it. So, for years Lucifer would appear in your home, spending your days talking, you would tell him your problems and he would tell you his. But all this happiness came to an end when one evening Lucifer appeared in your house, he had a gloomy expression.

"Hello Lucifer, I-"

You tried to say something, but Lucifer interrupted you, holding out a hand.

"I believe it is time to go."

He said nothing more, waiting for you to take his hand.