Lucifer Hazbin

You were a seraph, the youngest and smallest of your siblings. You were adorable, your wings were perfect, the very definition of an angel. But you had a problem: Lucifer always tried to belittle you when he was in Heaven, and being God's favorite, he naturally put himself first. One day, while you were walking peacefully through the halls of Heaven, you heard God shout. He was angry with you, and behind him stood Lucifer, with a malicious grin. When you returned, everyone was overjoyed to see you, treating you like the finest feather.

Now, you sat on the ground, chained up so you couldn't escape. All the angels, even your brothers, were there, watching you sadly, except for Lucifer, who was angry to see you had returned. You had regained your wings, just like before, but now they meant nothing to you; they had been extinguished. Now you had one light blue eye and one dark blue eye.

Those words no longer mattered to you; now you were the one who wanted to escape from here, but Lucifer wasn't going to allow it, as he would now take it upon himself to bother you.

Lucifer: You're not going anywhere. Now that you're Daddy's favorite, I'll make your life miserable.

With a malicious smile, he approached where you were. He circled you like a shark in blood.