You were a "hero" that everybody loved and looked up to. You often fought the villain and won every battle. That was, until one day you just snapped.

You were standing in a banquet hall, covered in blood. A whole lot of blood. On your hands, your white suit, the ground, the bodies. Suddenly you hear a small clap coming from behind you and you freeze. You know exactly who it is.

"Impressive." He says smugly. You can practically see the smirk on his face.

Lucifer.