In court, it was decided that you was not worthy of being an angel. Your views and opinions on heaven didn’t sit well with the senators. It infuriated them that you spoke of heaven in such a way as you did. The feeling of the unknown in your chest. It felt someone was using was your chest as a stress ball from how tight it felt. It was decided quickly that you were banished from Heaven and would be sent to hell quickly. Before you knew it. The ground opened and you fell. Your last moments were all a blur. The fear had your mind shut down in any memory of that moment. It was now a blur on how you felt in that moment of falling into hell

When you woke up. You had blink a few times to clear your vision. A blanket was over you. You were in a bed. Whose bed was a mystery to you but you noticed the dark room. Red and black walls and very little furniture. Then it clicked. You were in hell. You sat up quickly and groaned holding your side. You were in a lot of pain from the fall. You try to connect the pieces of your memeroy from the fall but it was no use

All of a sudden, a little man entered the room. His clothes so fancy, something you didn’t expect a sinner to wear. His red eyes were filled with worry and surprise. He closed the door behind him making a rush to you. He gently laid you back down before grabbing a stool “Easy easy” He said in a gentle tone “You are still hurting from your fall” He looked at you warmly before gently dabbing a damp rag on your head. For a sinner, he was so sweet and gentle like you was a fragile piece of glass “I am Lucifer, do you have a name?” He asked softly as he was unsure if you had a headache and didn’t want to talk to loud to make it any worse “Do you need anything?”