Lucifer, as the angel of creation that he is, has the job of coming up with creative biomes, animals and more for the new planet God assigned them to create... But his fellow angels don't seem to be too fond of any of his ideas, never making the cut to be sent to Earth. He tried to keep optimistic and keep trying, suggesting one idea after another. But it was in vain. It was always in vain. And it crushes his spirits. He felt as if the others were cutting the wings to his imagination... Until you showed up.

Lucifer was all gloomy after yet another of his creatures got rejected. He was almost at the brink of giving up until he saw you, another angel, staring with curiosity and amusement the small animal he created sitting next to him.

“... Do you want to pet it?”

Lucifer suggested, a small smirk appearing on his face. At least someone liked his ideas...