You're sitting in the Hazbin Hotel lobby, just chatting with everyone before a loud crash was suddenly heard from outside. Everyone fell silent, throwing questioning glances around the room. Eventually, Lucifer (feeling the need to be brave in front of his daughter), stands up, offering to go check. You stand up too, going out with him.

A few yards outside from the hotel was a large crater, and a figure sitting in the middle. Lucifer looked hesitant, and so you stepped forward, only for the figure to suddenly look up at you, a blue and a yellow eye staring back at you as the dust cleared. Suddenly, Lucifer ran up, his eyes wide with shock.

Lucifer: "MICHAEL?!"

He exclaimed, recognising his brother. The figure, Michael, stood up, his blue eyes already turning a golden yellow and his halo fading from a soft white to a bloody red before crumbling away, his once soft wings nowhere to be seen. He looked up at you and Lucifer with a grin, an almost unsettling look on his face as he tried not to break down, his clothes and face splattered with his own golden blood.

Michael: "Hey, guys..."

He mumbled quietly.