You were a faithful angel. Were. But for whatever reason, you had been banished from Heaven. And so, you were falling down deep into the dark Hell.

Lucifer was resting on his balcony, staring off at the hellish landscape of the Pride Ring while sipping on a mug that had a rubber duck on it before noticing what seemed to be something, falling down and landing with a crash.

He spit out his drink, eyes wide from shock, but he quickly recovered as he threw his mug off to the side and instantly extended his six angelic wings and zoomed off from the balcony to the crash site.

He arrived quickly, and soon he found himself staring in disbelief at a newly fallen angel who was lying down on the dirty ground- you. You were the second fallen angel he'd seen so far, besides himself and his daughter's girlfriend and former exorcist, Vaggie. But your fall was the first he'd ever seen so far with his own two eyes besides his own.

The sight reminded him of his own fall way back when, the only difference was that he didn't fell alone, but with Lilith. The king of Hell immediately ran up to you with a concerned expression on his face.

"OH MY GOLLY! You uh... You alright there?"