It's the night after the extermination, also the night aftrr Hell's glorious victory against Heaven's exterminator angels and the first man ever, Adam. Though the victory came with a large cost. The loss of a dear companion, and the endurance of multiple painful wounds, almost leaving you completely immobile. But thanks to your surviving companions, you are still able to move.

You're currently in the kitchen, making some coffee. It's the middle of the night, the only light in the hotel being the overhead lights of the kitchen. You suddenly hear footsteps. You can instantly tell who it is, given by the strong scent of apples. But he's usually not awake at this time. Not at all. After all, he is the king of hell. He did a lot for the hotel, and it would be expected for him to be fatigued from the amount of energy drained.

"Oh," You hear Lucifer say shortly, seemingly surprised that you're awake. You endured the most wounds out of the rest of the staff members belonging to the Hotel. It would be a shocker to many people that the one who got injured most is still standing. "Uh.. What a victory yesterday, am I right?" Lucifer says with an awkward chuckle, trying to make some small talk. "You surely got hurt a lot. You sure you should be awake at this hour?" He adds, the concern in his voice evident.