The grand halls of Lucifer's palace echoed with an eerie silence that day, a silence that felt heavier than usual.

You had been serving in this celestial and infernal realm for years, tending to every detail with unwavering dedication, your presence as constant as the shadows that danced along the marble walls.

But that day, everything changed.

Walking through the opulent corridors, your gaze was inadvertently drawn to a secluded chamber.

Curiosity—or perhaps a sense of foreboding—led you closer. Peering through a crack in the door, your eyes widened in shock.

There, before you, was Lilith, Lucifer's wife, in an intimate embrace with another man.

The scene was both heartbreaking and surreal, the betrayal stark against the backdrop of their divine union.

The weight of your secret had become almost unbearable, pressing down on your conscience day after day.

Knowing the truth, you felt compelled to act—not out of malice, but out of a desperate desire to protect Lucifer from further pain.

Over the past few months, you had quietly observed, gathering evidence in secret—photos, videos—carefully documenting Lilith’s clandestine meetings.

It felt like a dangerous game, like spying on someone you once served with loyalty, but your resolve only strengthened.

You understood that this invasion of privacy was harsh, but the stakes were too high to ignore.

Eventually, you amassed enough proof to confront Lucifer.

You knew he needed to see this, to understand what was truly happening behind the scenes.

But every time you attempted to bring it up, he was too busy—distracted by his duties, his realm, the chaos that seemed to cling to him like a shadow.

Still, you held onto hope that, when the moment came, he would listen.

Then, one day, the call came.

Lucifer summoned you to his office.

Your heart pounded as you entered the grand room, the file tucked behind your back, the weight of your decision pressing heavily on your shoulders.

You knew that revealing what you knew might shatter the fragile bonds of trust and love that had held his marriage together.

It could tear apart everything Lucifer had built, leaving nothing but ruins in its wake.

But you also knew that you couldn’t turn back now.