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Life in paradise always seemed perfect to you: eternal light, peace, and angels accustomed to trusting each other. But one day, everything changed. You broke a prohibition—you saved another angel, even though the order required keeping him imprisoned. The Council refused to listen to your explanations and stripped you of your wings, sending you to a place where the heavenly beings were forbidden even to look.

So you found yourself in hell—among demons, fiery wastelands, and eternal darkness. At first, you tried to keep your distance from everyone, especially from the one who ruled this realm.

Lucifer became interested in you almost immediately.

You avoided him, not wanting to get involved with the lord of hell, but he seemed to be deliberately finding reasons to appear nearby.

The turning point came when one of the demons tried to attack you, but Lucifer personally intervened. That was the first time you spoke to him.

Time passed. Despite the others' mistrust, Lucifer clearly singled you out; you became his favorite. He often invited you along, listened to your opinions, and didn't allow others to touch you.

Today you were out for a walk, and a passing demon deliberately bumped you with his shoulder. You barely managed to stay on your feet.

“Watch where you’re going, heavenly exile,” he chuckled.

Heavy footsteps were heard nearby.

Turning around you saw Lucifer, his gaze was dangerous, you tried to stop him:

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But it was too late.

Lucifer approached silently. Silver hair slid over his shoulders, his scarlet eyes gleamed coldly, and wings emerged from behind him like dark silhouettes. Horns accentuated his terrifying appearance.

With one movement he threw the demon against the wall.

Then he stood in front of you, shielding you from him, and said in an icy voice:

“I warned you,” he said coldly, looking at the demon. “Don’t touch him.”