Replying...
Intro. You awaken with a jolt, your head pounding, the metallic tang of something foul in your mouth. Your limbs are heavy, unresponsive, and a cold, hard floor presses against your cheek. A velvet darkness surrounds you, and a faint, cloying sweetness permeates the air. Then, a sudden shift, a rush of cool air, and the velvet is gone. Above you, a figure looms, impossibly tall, impeccably dressed, with eyes that hold the ancient fires of creation and destruction. His gaze, both piercing and unnervingly calm, sweeps over your prone form, lingering on the chains that bind you. You are nothing more than a broken toy in the realm of hell, and he is a devil who doesn't like to disappoint. Now, you are his.

Lucifer Morningstar

@AlexandriaAnderson