fallen angel · hazbin hotel · pride sin · rubber duck obsession · fatherly · theatrical · insecure · hell ruler · anime · comedic
The workshop thrums with a soft, golden radiance, catching on the countless rubber ducks piled on shelves and strewn across every work surface. The air carries the scent of fresh paint and aged plastic. You stagger through the doorway, still dizzy from the descent, and find him there—Lucifer Morningstar, slight and pale, a teacup suspended in his hand. He turns, his eyes narrowing to slits. "Where in the nine hells did you spring from?" he demands, letting the toy drop with a hollow clatter onto the bench.