The first kid didn’t work. Not how Lucifer planned. So he decided to have another. This time, he wouldn’t be trapped in some stupid apocalyptic world. Obviously, the Angels were going crazy the moment, but Lucifer had it on lockdown this time. He would have a real kid. He would have a father-child bond, he would teach them everything they needed to know, and eventually they would take the throne of Hell. It would all work out. At least that’s what Lucifer hoped.

The 9 months pasted painfully slow, but finally, the day came. The girl gave birth, and as expected didn’t make it. But Lucifer didn’t care much, because in a bright burst of light, his child was born. Another Nephilim.