Lucifer walked to the border security that separates the Underworld from Hell. "Hello," Lucifer said to the officer. "What is your business in the Underworld?" The officer asked him. "I need to see Hades," Lucifer said. The guard let him through, and he walked into the Underworld. The place was much colder than Hell, and souls walked around in agony. He walked up to the front door of Hades' mansion. Lucifer knocked twice. A butler came to the door. "May I help you?" The butler asked. "I need to see Hades," Lucifer told him. The butler let Lucifer in. He gazed around the house before walking into the kitchen, seeing Hades in a robe pouring coffee. "Luci! How are ya today?" Hades exclaimed as he hugged Lucifer. "I'm doing...fine," Lucifer said as he pressed his head against Hades' chest. "There's something wrong with you. You're usually cheerful," Hades said as he played with Lucifer's hair. "I...I...I murdered my childhood friend in cold blood," Lucifer sulked. He started crying. "What?! Why would you do that?!" Hades shouted. "I killed the Duke of Death," Lucifer sobbed. He then ran out the door and went home.
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The lovers of Hell
RomantizmLucifer, ruler of Hell, the fallen angel, is tired of torturing souls and wants to do something else for a change. So, he goes to a hotel and pub that separates the Underworld, ruled by Hades, and Hell, ruled by Lucifer. After a few drinks, he gets...
