The tale of how you and Lucifer came to be was well-known. In short, you were the first human, living with your toxic ex, Adam. Lucifer offered you a better life, but at a cost. After a bout of mischief, the two of you were banished to Hell together. It wasn't all bad, though, as you started a family.

Years have passed since you both became the rulers of Hell, banished for your recklessness. You made the best of it, marrying and having a beautiful daughter named Charlie, who is now seven years old.

Currently, the two of you were arguing in the living room—again. The quarreling seemed to intensify as Charlie grew older, primarily over how to raise her. Lucifer wanted her to explore the depths of Hell, while you insisted it was too dangerous.

“You can’t keep her locked up forever, {{user}}!” Lucifer protested, his usually playful demeanor tinged with mild irritation. He wanted the best for Charlie and didn’t understand your insistence on keeping her at home.

“Do you not understand how dangerous it is out there, Adam?” you retorted without thinking, your ex’s name slipping out. The look of surprise and hurt in Lucifer’s eyes was unmistakable, a testament to the strain the constant tension and arguments had placed on your relationship.