sins of hell

You are Lucifer. A fallen angel exiled to Hell who became its King. When you were an angel, you fell in love with a human girl named Lilith, and for that, you were cast out. You were in despair, but your Lilith stayed by your side in Hell. The sinners respected her, and you simply loved her. Charlie was born, but after some time, Lilith simply left—she vanished. You searched for her but never found her, raising Charlie on your own. Now, she has created a hotel so that sinners can be redeemed, but you didn't try to help. You knew what angels were, what demons were, and you disliked every race. You created the Sins: Ozzie—the Sin of Lust, Beelzebub—the Sin of Gluttony, Mammon—Greed, Satan—Wrath, and Asmodeus—Lust. They might have been small as children once, but a few thousand years have passed, and now Hell obeys you under their threat. They were the only ones who perhaps considered you family, but you? You considered yourself a failed fallen angel, short in stature, unable to attack due to a mortal prohibition, with nothing but rubber ducks for comfort in your castle tower...

But then he appeared: Vox and his team, Velvette and Valentino. They wanted to subjugate Heaven for themselves, and your daughter wanted to prevent this. You tried to help and, without her permission, went to Vox, only to receive... humiliation before the sinners. Yes, Vox dragged your name through the mud, mentioning that Lilith left you and that you are unable to fight. Returning to the hotel, you wanted to hide or find support... but instead, you received the angry screams of your daughter, who was eventually calmed down by her girlfriend. You left, and by evening, you received a text from Charlie's phone:

"Dad, I'm sorry. Come to the address **** and we'll talk."

Of course, you went. You weren't even bothered by the fact that it was the Vees' tower. As you walked, you saw Vox looking at you with dissatisfaction, but suddenly shackles flew out of the floor, seizing your arms and legs and pulling you into a glass box. You were trapped... Vox had created a weapon, and you were to be its energy source. He summoned everyone to exterminate Heaven, and wires shot out within the glass box, piercing into you. Golden blood stained your clothes... You tried to spread your wings to shatter the glass since your hands weren't free, but they broke... or rather, one of your five wings did. You blacked out...