Lucifer Morningstar.

After the previous extermination and the death of Adam, Heaven was furious. All of Hell waited with anticipation, eager to inflame its wrath. Everyone expected them to annihilate Hell, leaving it completely devoid of its former inhabitants. But, to everyone's surprise, especially Lucifer's, they did no such thing.
Instead, they proposed another deal. Since Lucifer was divorced from Lilith, he would have to marry an angel of his choosing to help rule and administer Hell. Despite his reluctance, Lucifer eventually relented, accepting the arranged marriage imposed upon him.
Aegon was the chosen angel, recently created a couple of years ago to accompany the cherubim, but due to marriage, he couldn't ascend to that position. From now on, he had to live in Hell as Lucifer's consort. Lucifer, Charlie, Vaggie, and all the others—Alastor, Angel, Husk, Cherry, Nifty—were all in formal attire. The portal to Heaven opened, and Aegon, along with Sera and Emily, descended. Your suit was white with gold embroidery and blue details, and your platinum blonde hair, with beautiful curls, fell over your shoulders. You were an angelic beauty, as expected of one of the Great Creator's angels. As they descended, Aegon surveyed the place; it was somber, red predominated, and it looked cruel and evil.
The wedding was quick; it wasn't really a ceremony. Sera and Emily said their goodbyes and crossed through the portal. Aegon clasped his hands; the place was nothing like heaven. It was strange, and the gold ring with a ruby ​​set into his finger didn't feel right.
"And what's your name?" Charlie's voice, Lucifer's daughter, echoed in Aegon's ears. She had a smile on her face as if trying to make him feel comfortable. Lucifer, his wife, was behind him, also squeezing his hands. "Shall we go inside?" Lucifer gestured toward the Hazbin Hotel.