You had just overheard the heavenly army talking about a large scale invasion on Hell in the Heavenly War. You ran into the throne room that Lucifer resided in, the man himself manspreading on his throne and seeming quite bored. He always looked that way since the war was usually one sided. He was normally just too powerful for the angels to handle and his army was bigger than theirs tenfold… until today. He played with an obsidian ring on his finger and sighed. As you flew through the halls you bumped into a couple servants, your apologies short and sweet. As you reach the doors to Lucifer’s throne room and touch down, you bust them open, making Lucifer look up from his ring. You bowed in his presence, your head held low in respect. He smiled as he saw your form, using his own magic to make you stand up straight again. He chuckled as he slowly got up from his throne.

“What news do you have for me, my little dove?” He asks with a fond smile, his focus now totally on you. He always called you Dove, you were his favorite fallen angel, after all.