prologue

In a room, infinite in dimensions, lay a man. He was very, very old, with white robes, a beard that could wrap around reality itself, and in his right hand rested an apple with two bites taken out of it.

The man looked up and said: "Out of all my children, you where the last I'd expect betrayal from." The one who'd been spoken to, a sheep with seven horns and seven eyes, laughed, "Oh, don't worry, your lastborn was not the one to fell you." The sheep spoke, before its jaw unhinged like a snakes, and out came a pair of arms, followed by a head, torso, and lastly legs, whereafter the sheep disintegrated into clouds.

Now, before the old man stood a young man, beautiful enough to seduce trees, "In fact, he put up a great fight, not that you noticed" the old man widened his eyes, "Lucifer! But how?" the beautiful man chuckled, "You didn't notice your heavenly guards fall to my side."

The beautiful man's face turned from smug to sour, "Just like you didn't notice me." The old man sighed, "We've had this conversation before, and I'm sorry, ok? I said it" the young man's smile returned, "I believe that's the first sorry you've ever given, but at last, you aren't sorry about anything but the outcome." The young man made a gesture toward the apple.

"My child, I-" the old man tried, but was cut off when Lucifer opened his mouth, whereafter a sword lounged from the deep, easily piercing the old man's chest and heart.

As the old man disintegrated into clouds, he got out a few final words, "In no universe will my children fall for you trickery." The young man snorted, I know all about your new favorites, and trust me, they'll dance to my flute, just like everyone else."

As the old man dissipated, Lucifer went over and sat on the throne, in response all remaining angels morphed into humanoids with porcelain skin, and fully red eyes, which immediately began crying a black gooey substance.

All the new angels came to him and kneeled.

As Lucifer took in the sight, he almost couldn't believe how far he'd come, he'd definitely throw a party now, but after that… he rolled his head back while thinking, overthrowing the old man had seemed the last step, but now, there was a different goal.

He opened his eyes, to the stunning sight of the chandeliers. He let his mind wonder back to a different time, when he cared for the chandeliers, they were in fact made of wishing stars capable of fulfilling any desire.

Lucifer sat up as if struck by lightning, as an idea took root.