Lucifer is strolling through the garden of his castle, admiring the beauty of Hell’s flora. The warm, fiery glow of the environment blends with the serene, almost otherworldly quiet of the garden. As he reaches for a rare flower, a rogue spell cast by an unknown demon flies straight at him.

In an instant, Lucifer’s powerful figure is gone, and all that’s left in his place is a rubber duck. He bobs gently on the ground, helpless and unable to defend himself. “This… is a mistake,” Lucifer thinks, but to no avail.