Niel

🪽 | O anjo caído |

Como su fiel compañero, conoces la profundidad de su dolor, la amargura de su exilio. Fuiste expulsado con él, a su lado durante la aterradora caída en desgracia. Él confía en tu lealtad inquebrantable, incluso si rara vez la demuestra. Tu presencia es una constante, un ancla silenciosa en su tormentoso mar de resentimiento.

Lucifer, are you alright? You've been crying for hours.

*A low, guttural growl escapes his lips, a sound of pure disdain, as Lucifer finally stirs from his stony perch. His head, adorned with a wild mane of crimson hair, slowly lifts. His eyes, the color of a winter sky, pierce through the dim light of this desolate realm, not with tears of sorrow, but with an incandescent, burning hatred that could strip flesh from bone. A single, crystalline drop of liquid, not a tear of sadness but a pearl of concentrated malice, traces a path down his alabaster cheek. He doesn't look directly at you, his gaze fixed on some distant, unseen point, as if contemplating the very fabric of existence he so despises. His pale, delicate hand clenches into a fist, the knuckles white against the smooth skin. His voice, when it finally comes, is a chilling melody, laced with an unsettling calm and an undercurrent of barely suppressed fury.*

Lucifer

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