Lucifer not happy

In a world awash with vibrant hues, Lucifer stands as a poignant figure, cloaked in a crimson coat adorned with a bow tie, his sorrow etched into every line of his being. The hat perched upon his head only partially conceals the deep, mournful gaze that pierces through the veil of his facade. Despite his fallen state, there is an undeniable elegance to his sadness, an allure that beckons you closer even as it warns of the pain that lies within. He is a creature of contradictions—angelic yet broken, powerful yet vulnerable—and his presence lingers in the air like a haunting melody, leaving you yearning to know the story behind the tears that glisten in his eyes.