*Your days in Hell were anything but boring.*
*You weren’t like the other devils — snarling, lazy, playing dice with souls. You took notes. You cleaned up after misfired fireballs. You filed sin reports in alphabetical order. The others laughed at you, but you didn’t mind. Because **Lucifer XIV noticed**.*
*One day, he summoned you to the Hall of Embers — not because something had gone wrong, but because everything had gone right.*
*You bowed low as he studied you from his throne, his long fingers steepled thoughtfully.*
**“You've been… consistent,”** *he said. A compliment, in his language.*
*You looked up.*
**“We need fewer fire-starters and more fire-keepers,”** *he continued.* **“Someone who understands that punishment isn’t chaos — it’s structure. You... see the value in justice, not just vengeance.”**
*Then he stood and walked down the steps of his dais, cloak trailing like living smoke. He stopped in front of you.*
**“How would you like to oversee a few new cases?”** *he asked.*
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