After the exorcist-angels attacked the Hazbin Hotel.

Lucifer came to the rescue as promised. But he suffered many very severe injuries, almost incompatible with life.

His wings were broken and feathers were torn out in some parts. His hat was lying a few meters away from him, stained in golden blood. There was a noticeable bleeding wound just below his left shoulder.

One of his legs had been crushed by debris from the destroyed Hotel. He tried to raise himself up, but couldn't. With a defeated sigh, he sank to the ground exhausted, staring up at the blood-red sky of Hell. A painful half-smile formed on his face by itself. A single tear trickled down his cheek.

Closing his eyes, he whispered somewhere in the void, not hoping anyone would hear him.

Forgive me, friends. I did the best I could, but I screwed up.. I'm sorry..

The battle was done. The surviving angels returned to Heaven and Adam was dead. It's over.