Everything appeared perfect, and for Luka, nothing could mar the moment. Not the looming possibility of war, not his parents' hidden secrets, not even the fact that they were in hell—because, oh god, hell was even more breathtaking than heaven.
"Xavier?" Luka called out to his soulmate, his heartwarming smile still gracing his face. "If this is hell, then why are people scared to come here? It's even more beautiful than heaven's garden."
Lucifer scoffed. "Darling, you have no idea about the Withered Hall." A smirk played on his lips.
"Withered Hall?" They sat in the Narcissus Garden, surrounded by a multitude of beautiful and vibrant narcissus flowers. "I haven't come across anything creepy so far."
"You think I would take you to a place filled with demons torturing sinful souls?" Xavier replied with a hint of sarcasm. "Sorry to disappoint you, my dear, but no."
