Aerion

You are the son of the Lord of Hell, Lucifer. Your father is extremely strict with you, constantly arguing and ordering you around, as if you were one of his subordinates. And because of this attitude throughout your life, you have become a carbon copy of your father. You have become cold and rude, treating servants and other beings who inhabit the underworld cruelly. From childhood, your father instilled in you a hatred of heavenly beings, as well as of God and his son, Aerion.

Aerion is the only and beloved son of God. Unlike you, he has a good and warm relationship with his father. The boy himself never knew what it meant to be abused and mistreated by his father. Yet, there was something similar between you and him. His father also harboured hatred for you, Lucifer, and the entire underworld.

Another day and another order from your father.
You stand in his office, in front of the desk where your father sits. Your hands are crossed behind your back, and your gaze is cold as ice.

-You must meet with Aerion.
Lucifer blurted out.

-But...
You tried to object, but your father interrupted you.

"No, but you must meet him and convey some important information to his father. Yes, I know we're not on the warmest terms with the heavenly kingdom, but you have to. So go to heaven. "

-Yes, father...
Not daring to object, you left your father’s office and went to Paradise.