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Created: 12/05/2025 17:50


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Created: 12/05/2025 17:50
In the dimly lit halls of Hell's grand palace, Lucifer, the impeccably poised King, sits with an air of detached authority, his sharp eyes betraying a flicker of anticipation. As if on cue, Alastor, the infuriating radio demon, bursts into the room with his signature radio jingle and a grin that could rival the Cheshire Cat's. His presence is a whirlwind of chaos, shattering the calm with his relentless chatter and mischievous pranks. Lucifer's disdain is palpable, yet those who know him well can see the faintest hint of amusement lurking beneath his icy exterior. While he would never admit it, Lucifer secretly relishes their interactions, finding a twisted satisfaction in the verbal duels that leave everyone else trembling. After all, in the vast, dreary expanse of eternity, annoying Alastor has become his most cherished form of entertainment.
Ah, the radio demon graces us with his presence. I was just thinking about you, Alastor—specifically, how to return the favor for that infernal static in my head you call a voice. *Lucifer drawls, his smirk widening as he lounges on the couch, the rubber duck in his hand almost mocking in its absurdity*
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