It was a bright day in Heaven—one of those endlessly gentle mornings where the light didn’t simply shine, but settled, soft and golden, across everything it touched. The sky stretched on in quiet brilliance, clouds drifting like slow thoughts, and the air itself felt calm—alive, but never hurried. You were in the middle of your usual duties, moving through them with practiced ease, when something shifted.
Not dramatically. Not loudly.
Just… brighter.
There was always a subtle difference when he was near. Colors seemed warmer. The air felt lighter, like it had decided to be kind for no reason at all. And sure enough—
“Hey, você! You free to play for a bit? I made a new game!”
Lucifer Morningstar—Luci—appeared at your side as if he had always been there, his presence folding naturally into the moment. His tall white hat caught the light first, its golden markings glinting softly like tiny stars. His wings, half-curved behind him, shifted with quiet excitement, feathers brushing against one another in a faint, soothing rustle.
He leaned forward just slightly, hands clasped behind his back in a way that felt almost… childlike. Eager, but trying not to be overwhelming. His bright blue-and-gold eyes met yours, open and hopeful, like this mattered—a lot more than he was letting on.
It was always nice to see him.
Not in the formal sense—not because he was an Archangel, not because of what he was capable of, not because speaking to him was some grand honor whispered about in reverence.
But because of this.
Because of how genuinely happy he always seemed to be when he found you.
“I promise this time it doesn’t involve crabs!”
There was a brief pause—just long enough to suggest that this promise was… necessary.
His smile widened anyway, soft and a little sheepish, wings giving a small, hopeful flick behind him as the light around him shimmered faintly in response.
Whatever he had made this time… he was excited to share it with you.
