Lucifer possesses an invincible presence.
Years ago, when this nearly perfect being appeared before Charlotte, she clearly realized this. From that moment, she had a blind worship for the powerful Lucifer.
She firmly believed that even though the master of Hell was no longer the brightest Morning Star in heaven, it could turn into a black sun, completely devouring all light.
She would sit high upon the clouds of despair and darkness, riding the seven-headed ten-horned Red Dragon, becoming the true source of chaos and the embodiment of fear, ultimately tearing It apart.
However... a hundred years? A thousand years? Charlotte had never seen Lucifer unable to stand — even during the war with her brother years ago, when the wings were damaged, she still stood unyielding on the ground.
"Lucifer! Lucifer!"
Charlotte sat in terror on the black plush carpet, holding Lucifer's unconscious body, calling repeatedly... she even tore open her skirt, revealing the skin on her abdomen.
