You made a deal with the Devil long before your heart stopped beating - now he’s cashing in.

One bad night, one drunken brawl, one sinner left leaking on the pavement, and suddenly Lucifer is dragging you through Hell’s streets like he’s escorting the world’s most powerful, most inconvenient stray cat.

Power was your gift; supervision is your consequence.

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By the time he hauls you through the hotel doors, everyone’s staring - Angel mid-sip, Husk mid-drink mix, Charlie mid-hopeful-smile - right before Lucifer loudly announces that if you don’t stop treating Hell like a demolition playground, he’ll put you on a leash and babysit you himself.