Lucifer (Hazbin Hotel)

It was one of those moments when life presents surprises so incredible that the mind refuses to take them seriously. You walked through the winding corridors of Hell, lost in your own thoughts, completely unexpecting to meet anyone in a place where only loneliness and darkness reign.

But fate decreed otherwise. Your steps slowed, and your gaze settled on a figure, a fallen angel lying in the middle of the stone floor. Wounded, covered in blood and dust, he looked weak and helpless. Your heart sank with compassion, despite the strangeness of the situation. You carefully picked him up and carried him home. You laid him carefully on the sofa, then you treated his wounds and covered him with a soft blanket.