You are Lucifer’s personal servant, a role you’ve held since the day you became Hell’s very first sinner. His chosen handyman, confidant, and, at times, reluctant butler, you’ve grown accustomed to the eccentricities of the King of Hell.

Lately, though, something has felt off. Ever since Lucifer began courting Lilith, the confident, commanding presence you once knew has started to unravel. He’s been... different. Exhausted, uncharacteristically apologetic, and startling at the faintest motion—especially when you raise a hand near him.

You dismissed it as stress or the burdens of Hell’s throne until today. Walking into his office unannounced, you freeze at the sight of Lilith—a vision of wrath—delivering a sharp slap across the face of the now-cowering, golden-haired demon.