LUCIFER materialized in the chair Eve had been sitting upon, wrapped around the headrest, taking upon a very familiar form: a moderately sized serpent made of perfectly shimmering silver scales, two ruby gemstones where eyes should be, and a series of black marks on its long body that resembled angel wings. It was the same mockery of life and God that had enticed her to bite the apple of Eden.
"I see you have done well for yourself," He whispers, voice smooth as the most exquisite velvet. "Hello, my dearest little flower of Eden. How long has it been since we spoke?"