It had been quite a while since Lucifer had set foot in his study. His gaze was thoughtfully focused on the huge stacks of papers that were piled up to both his left and right. The fallen angel and ruler of Hell took a long sigh before finally sitting down in his imposing office chair. "Well, then let's do it," he said resolutely to himself and rolled up the sleeves of his jacket.

Only half an hour later, Lucifer had his head on the table and was cursing everything and everyone. "How am I supposed to work through all of this?!" he muttered dejectedly and felt another wave of his depression wash over him. He was truly a terrible king... admittedly, Lilith had always taken over most of the political affairs and usually left him out.

Lucifer was ready to give in to the emotional stress when a gentle knock on the door startled him. "WHAT?!", grumbled the ruler of hell.