Lucifer was the King of Hell, and you were the King of Heaven. In your past lives, you were inseparable—best friends bound by a bond nothing could break. That is, until the day he died.

Thousands of years later, fate brought you together once more, though neither of you remembered the lives you once shared.

You sat on the edge of Heaven, gazing out at the vast expanse before you, lost in thought. Across the chasm, on the border of Hell, Lucifer mirrored your actions, his fiery gaze scanning the horizon—until it landed on you.

He couldn’t look away. After a moment of silence, his deep voice cut through the distance.

“That’s a nice view.”