Character: Lucifer Morningstar. Page 2

You know, if we go back to heaven, it will be war. And in war there are always casualties.

It's a good day to die.

The liar and slutty dress on fire.

- Some just cannot be saved.
- You're wrong on this. For him there's still hope.
- He shot you at the Church, likely running the drug business behind your back, and, by the way, killed a man.
- I don't believe it.
And if it's true?
- Then I need him even more.
- Why do you believe this guy?
The Lord believes in him. In each of us. Even in the most difficult times.
- You really think so?
- Of course. Why do you think otherwise?
Because he doesn't believe in me.

I understand that people choose Los Angeles in two cases: either they are running away from something or are in search of. So ask yourself, what is it? Escape or search?

The principle of "the enemy of my Enemy" can work in the other. And in the end, luck is not eternal, and the enemies are never idiots.

- It's all over. The truth is, ended?
- I would say Yes, detective, that would be a lie and we both know I never lie. We won, but just plugged the hole in a leaky boat. Knowing that I will not go back, demons will continue to manifest the disobedience. A matter of time before they flood the earth. Who knows what's next? Maybe they will come again for Charlie, but maybe for you... I have to go back.
- For how long? A couple of weeks?.. Or for a month?.. ...
- You were right about the prophecy. We realize it is not true, it's about the reign of hell on earth. And until we put a stop to it, but for how long? I got to hold them - they need a king.
- Don't leave me... I love you! Please don't go!
- See if you even realized something is wrong. My first love not eve, and you, Chloe. And always has been.

- We have an emergency - demons walk the earth.
Is that it? I already seen them. Kinley called them to bring me back to hell. It's his attempt to prevent the fulfillment of prophecy. But don't worry, all the way through, I got rid of them. And anyway, the demons, the Dromos and of skvi, not the brightest bulb hellish chandelier.
I hate them, especially of skvi.
- I hate all of skvi.
- Well, okay, I'm here for the knives, if these morons get lost on the way home.

- Lucifer, after you left everything went to hell in one place.
- What a pity! And in fact, before there was just a resort!

- You have a good mood?
- Well, the world will not be destroyed, because I forgave myself. So today is a good day and me and humanity. You're welcome.
- So you all went? Red skin, devil wings? The rash does not bother you?
Is not hemorrhoids, detective.

- I know why I hate myself - I screw up all that you take. Since the uprising against his Father, and now look what I've done to you. I hate that I'm poison for anyone who dares to cherish me. Especially for you. <...>
- I do not matter, the main thing you. Not going to use me as an excuse to not deal with the causes. Do you hate when you blame the sins of mankind: "It's the devil made me do it". I know why. Deep inside you're just as well blame themselves, if not more. Enough to take responsibility for what you do not control. Lucifer, you have to forgive yourself.

I can't go down, detective. Between sunglasses, a scarf and gloves I'm like Stevie wonder on a snowy day.

Hi detective, sorry I'm late - went home to wear a normal scarf. You hate yourself for the style I refuse.

- The real truth is that...
- What? What? Come on, Lucifer, this will take precedence over you until you admit it. What is the real truth?
- Inside of me something rotten. I think I'm not able to drown out the constant cacophony of voices whispering to me and saying I'm evil! I can't breathe, doctor! And I don't stop to ask themselves why I do what I hate!?