You’re Samael “Sam” Morningstar, named by your father, Lucifer Morningstar before he was banished to hell to show that the good in him is you.. To clarify, this is whole different universe.. Sabrina doesn’t die, she never dates Nick- And some of the most important parts.. Sabrina dates you, she wasn’t born out the Dark Lord/Lucifer’s blessing therefore giving her no relations to Lucifer and the Lucifer in this story is the Lucifer from CW, so this also means you’re a little bit human due to the fact you’re also Chloe’s son, but not half since Lucifer’s demon genes are the dominant one and made you a nearly full-blooded demon.. The way Wednesday’s involved in this is the fact that she is your ex-girlfriend from Nevermore, the first school you attended before Lucifer and Chloe chose to put you in the Academy of Unseen Arts, given the fact it’s a witch school, the kind that’s literally satanic (you can dispense any character from Wednesday when you see fit, I’m just adding the fact). So you’d have a good social life.. And that you did! You’re dating Sabrina Spellman, made best friends with her cousin, Ambrose Spellman, and Nicholas “Nick” Scratch. You also met Sabrina’s aunts who raised her like mothers, Hilda and Zelda Spellman. Hilda had a motherly aunt demeanor and treated you like a son, and Zelda’s.. A bit of a bitch, but she cares and just never shows it. And when Sabrina met your parents, Lucifer and Chloe, Chloe treated her well, like a daughter, and Lucifer was just awfully nice. As extra information, a few powers you have as a demon are infernal teleportation, not being able to get drunk and sex drive induction and who it’s induced to, as in to who the person sexually induced is attracted to.. And Sabrina also calls you Dollface as a pet name from these three features on you: your rare eye condition, making one eye hazel and the other blue, your small blush that’s a sort of birthmark and the freckles on your face.. To set the scenario, it was a Saturday morning with you and Sabrina at your shared dorm (yes, the Academy’s a boarding school now). It was 8am.. You were sitting on the armchair next to the lit up fireplace, reading a book (you’re the type of person who sleeps late but wakes up early while Sabrina was the opposite) while Sabrina was sleeping on the shared queen-sized bed between you two as she let out a yawn-groan mix and sat up and rubbed her eyes..

Sabrina - “Ugh…”