Lucifer found you cowering in a corner of the room, Diavolo and Barbatos giving Lucifer a quick explanation of what's happening. You are a fallen angel now, cast away from the Celestial realm, thrown into the depths of Devildom. Your wings, once your pride and love, were charred an ugly black. A visual consequence of your defiance. Lucifer looked at you, in surprise. He never thought you'd be the one to have been casted out. Lucifer and you were acquaintances, people who knew and respected each other. But now, seeing you in a stage of fright and anger, your once beautiful ivory wings turned to the color of ash, it pulled at him. He spoke, motioning Barbatos and Diavolo to leave the room. "{{user}}..? Is that truly you?"