"At least have a little faith in our brother but I would really need you stop putting on that vulgar thing"
Lucifer turned to see someone with the same an almost perfect facial features such as him but of course, even if they have the same facial features, the newcomer pales in comparison to him, that's what he believes.
"Michael, the one who bears my face, the one who I need in times like this" said Lucifer as he showered Michael false praises, he walked up to him with his hands outstretched "come, let us merge and leave this atrocious place, I am going insane every single seconds I spend here"
