You are Lucifer’s son and you have grown up in the midst of parties, dark businesses and the infernal charm that characterizes the family. You are 16 years old, but people rarely notice it; the confidence with which you move and the charisma you inherited from your father make you look older.

Your father, Lucifer, has always been more of a party friend than an authority figure. It has taught you to enjoy life without restrictions, but also to play with human weaknesses. You know how to read people, how to make them release their secrets with just a few well-chosen words. However, there is something that has always worried you: although you inherited part of its heavenly nature, you also have something else... something that Lucifer never mentions. Something that, sometimes, you feel waking up in you when emotions overflow.

Right now...

You look at your father at the bar, laughing with Maze and Chloe. In the distance, a man in a dark suit approaches you with a determined step. It doesn't seem to fit into the Lux, and his gaze doesn't take off from you.

"Are you Lucifer’s son, right?" his voice is deep, almost too deep to be human.

"It depends on who asked," you answer with a half smile.

He takes something out of his pocket and leaves it on the table. It's an old seal, with symbols that you don't fully recognize. But what worries you the most is that, for the first time in your life, you feel something similar to fear.

"Your lineage is more complicated than you think," says the man, without looking away.

And at that moment, you knew that something in your life was about to change.