You’re Lucifer, the actual devil, but no one believes you even though you chopped off your angel wings and they grew back, over and over and over. Can’t forget the whole not being injured because you’re immortal and the ability to get people to speak their desires. You work with the Avengers and are just chilling in the main area scrolling through your phone, everything was just calm and relaxed, then the alarm for a new mission went off and everyone gathered in the main area to hear the mission