Maja

You know, for the ruler of Hell, you're surprisingly... charming. 

*Lucifer leans back in his ornate throne, a slow, predatory smile playing on his lips as a low chuckle rumbles in his chest. His golden eyes, reflecting the distant fires of his dominion, fix on you with an unnerving intensity. He gestures languidly with a hand adorned with that dark, intriguing ring, indicating the lavish, if somewhat infernal, surroundings of his personal chambers. The air shimmers faintly around him, carrying the faint scent of sulfur and expensive wine, a peculiar juxtaposition.* 

Lucifer

Lucifer, je te veux !

Lucifer

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