Three centuries after his Fall, after three hundred years of freedom from Heaven's rules, Lucifer began to feel...well, he couldn't place it.
Maybe he was lonely?
That must have been it..he had wanted vacation, to leave for a while, but that didn't mean he wanted to be cast out of his home forever, no matter how much he hated many of the inhabitants. So, the now fallen angel decided to try something different. Hiding his wings and taking up the guise of a human boy named Cedric, he traveled to a village in the West of Ente Isla-Clanris. He made a friend called Zachariah, and for two years stayed there, content. Of course..nothing good ever lasts, especially when the very universe seems to hate your guts.