You sighed. Being the second to fall was hard. Lucifer had assigned you to help the new demons climb from the deepest pit--and you were exhausted. The last one was finally ready to crawl, and you held out a hand, hauling him up. He was a skinny thing, newly-golden and slitted eyes wide in fear and confusion. His luscious red hair was matted, grimy, and tangled, and his black wings were singed at the edges. He looked so confused, so lost. You checked the list in your hand. This was... Crawley, then. Serpent. "What happened? Who are you?" Crawley asked, voice still hoarse from screaming.
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