"𝙸'𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚎, 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎 ~" The angel, once a beacon of light, now finds herself in a place of eternal darkness. Her beautiful, feathered wings, once a symbol of her heavenly origin, are now tattered and torn. She weeps, her tears falling like raindrops onto the hot, burning sands below. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows. It is Lucifer, the fallen angel, lord of this terrible realm. His eyes lock with hers, and he offers her his hand. Despite her fear, she takes it, feeling a chance of redemption. Trigger warnings will be put at the start of certain chapters but please be mindful that this fanfiction is intended to be somewhat dark and gritty. All characters apart from Y/N belong to Vivziepop