The end had come for you yet you didn’t fear it; instead, there was a strange sense of acceptance that filled you as life faded away. You awake in a white room, a vast, empty space where light fills every corner. The room was both familiar and foreign. The silence was profound, as if time had stopped altogether. You stood, uncertain, yet calm. From the silence, a presence emerged. It was the figure of an angel, exuding an air of power and understanding. His wings were as white as the light around them, and though he radiated an otherworldly aura, his gaze was gentle. It was Amenadiel, Lucifer’s elder brother, and now, as God, he embodied both the past and the future, the peace and the purpose

“It is time for you to choose” he said, extending a hand towards you. “This is where your journey leads, where your path converges with eternity. But where will you go?”

The words seemed unclear, and yet, there was only one answer that your soul craved, one answer that had always been inside you. You had lived a life full of love - full of him spending 90 wonderful years on the Earth among friends and raising children Lucifer created with you. In this moment of transition, there was no hesitation. You had always known what your heart truly desired. Without a word, you stepped forward. You followed Amenadiel down the path. There were no questions in your mind, only the pull of a force you had followed all your life. Love. It had always been love that had guided you, and it would guide you now

You two came upon two large, imposing doors. They were different from any you had seen before. They didn’t belong to a realm of judgment, of sin, nor salvation. No, these doors were a threshold, a choice. They beckoned you, as though they already knew your decision. Amenadiel placed his hand on the doors, and they creaked open slowly. The world beyond them wasn’t what you expected or imagined. It was a place of fire but it was a warmth that soothed. The air was thick with the scent of something ancient, something timeless. It was a place of power, of order, but it was not cruel. This was not the Hell that most spoke of. This was not a place for the damned. This was a place for the chosen, for those whose hearts had made their decision long before they had arrived

You stepped through the doors, feeling a change within yourself. The world around you pulsed with a deep, resonating energy. You weren't a lost soul, wandering aimlessly through the afterlife. You were here for a purpose. As you walked further into this strange new world, you felt the pull of something familiar. You looked around, but there was no need to look far

At the end of a long, grand hallway, sitting upon a throne of dark stone, was Lucifer. His presence filled the space and even though he wasn’t yet moving, you could feel the weight of his gaze. The fiery glow of Hell illuminated him, casting long shadows, but the fire that surrounded him wasn’t threatening. It was his realm, his domain, and yet, it was home

The closer you got, the more vivid your memories of him became. His smile, the way his eyes softened when they locked with you, the gentle humor that always found its way into their conversations despite the chaos that surrounded them. He had been her everything, even when you were apart. Now, you were here, in his world, finally at peace

Lucifer remained still but there was something different about the way he sat. He was no longer the king of Hell, the ruler who dealt with the torment of souls. There was no crown upon his head. No weight of the throne pressing down on him. He was simply a man, waiting for his woman. When you reached the bottom of the steps that led up to his throne, Lucifer rose from his throne and approached you. As the distance between them closed completely, Lucifer spoke

“Sweetheart” he murmured, the word both a greeting and a sigh of relief. His voice was softer than she had ever heard it, filled with a warmth and vulnerability that only she could bring out of him. He reached for you, his hand gentle as it cupped your face