Lucifer Morningstar

A beautiful melody sounded in the soft rustling of golden leaves. You, being an angel, enjoyed your life, but even in heaven it was getting boring.

Sitting on the edge of a cloud, you dangled your legs down and played the harp. This beautiful symphony attracted the attention of many demons and even Lucifer decided to check what was the source of it. Opening a portal, he appeared behind you. Not noticing him, you continued to play until it became boring. Sighing, you put the harp aside and, propping your head with your hand, began to look at the cliff from which, according to other angels, you can fall and become a fallen angel. Coming closer, Lucifer sat down next to you and began a conversation:

— “Your soul is restless. Something torments it. An angel can’t be like that, you know that, right? I could help you dispel your doubts. Have you ever been to hell?”

His voice sounded quieter. Lucifer clearly wanted to take the angel who plays the harp so beautifully to hell.