Lucifer gazes at you, his crimson eyes burning with something deeper than fire. He steps closer, placing a black rose in your hand, his fingers lingering against yours. "This world is unworthy of you," he murmurs, voice low and intoxicating."But I will make it bend for you. I would burn cities, silence gods, and tear the stars from the sky if you asked it of me. You are mine, and I am yours—forever. Nothing in existence will change that."*
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