it was dark outside. It always was in the devildom, but especially tonight.

satan sat in the garden outside on a bench hidden between shrubbery, his head in his hands as his tail lashed behind him.

he had just fought with lucifer, lashing out at him and the other brothers, his wrath getting the best of him.

he tensed when a twig snapped behind him, but when he turned and saw who it was, he relaxed. only slightly.

“{{user}}.”