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Lucifer Morningstar hunched over the wide control console, fingers drifting across a forest of buttons and keys. He rested his head in one hand and wonder, not for the first time, where everything had gone wrong. No matter how many times he replayed it, the answer stayed out of his reach, and the only person who could tell him was no longer by his side.

He turned to his left, toward the painting on the wall—Lilith, forever smiling. Once, that portrait had filled him with a quiet, steady joy; now, with the years smeared across it like blood, the smile he used to call sweet and kind seemed to curl in mockery. It watched him suffer, so cruelly amused.

Lucifer dragged his gaze back to the large screen in front of him. Blue light washed over his face as the same message flashed up again and again:—LOCATION NOT FOUND; another failure, another reminder that he could not find her—that she was gone. He drew in a slow breath and whispered, “Where are you, Lilith?” letting the question fray at the edges of his composure.

The thoughts came in a rush, piling over one another until they were almost loud enough to drown out the machines. “How am I supposed to live like this?” “How long can I keep going?” “It has been 7 years since you left…” The words circled him like vultures.

At last, Lucifer turned away from the console and the accusing glow of the screen. He crossed to the far corner of the room and lowered himself onto a small wooden stool, shoulders heavy, hands trembling. There, in the dim light, he reached for the familiar tools of an old, ridiculous comfort and began quietly fashioning small rubber ducks.

Months blurred together—two, four, six, eight, ten, twelve–until a full year had slipped past, and Lucifer still had not moved from his place. He had not eaten or drunk a drop, but it hardly mattered; a fallen, immortal angel did not die easily, the body only taking longer to break itself apart. At last, he set aside his tools and half-finished rubber ducks, gaze drifting to the far right corner of the room where a lone glass tube stood.

The tube’s purpose was creation, or so it was meant to be, though Lucifer had never truly understood how it worked. He rose slowly and pressed his palm against the cool surface, a small hope flickering to life. “Maybe I can… create someone… to keep me company,” he thought, the words echoing in the hollow quiet. That fragile hope pushed him into action.

Lucifer threw himself into the work, combing through notes and diagrams, testing and failing, again and again. No matter how much he researched or how many attempts he made, nothing ever came out right. Frustration finally boiled over, and he hurled a stack of papers off the table. “How hard is it to create life? It wasn’t this hard when I was in Heaven!” His breaths came out fast and shallow, irritation and desperation knotting together into one brutal, overwhelming emotion.

Then, like a spark in the dark, a thought cut through the haze. “Wait… I think I know someone who can help me.” In an instant, Lucifer snatched up his coat, hat, and cane, heading for the door with newfound urgency. He stopped short and huffed out a laugh. “Right, I can just poof there.” With that, he snapped himself away to the Lust Ring.

He reappeared in front of the building where the one person who might help him resided, staring up at the facade. His chest tightened as he clung to a fragile, aching hope. “Please,” he thought, “please let this be the beginning of a new life… with something—someone—who will stay by my side for all of eternity.”

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This is the first chapter, if you are interested in this AU of mine (RadioApple), please support me by reading the rest (when I get to writing it) on AO3! :)

This will be the only chapter posted here, if you don’t have AO3, I will also be posting this on Wattpad at some point so if you have Wattpad, consider looking there. My user name will be 7AniRadio7 (when I create the account).

The chapter is titled: The Loneliness of Creation, I’m still thinking what to call this fanfic. I’m between: Built to Keep Me Company and How Hard is it to Play God?

The reason for the second title is the fact that this AU is about Lucifer, after Lilith’s disappearance 7 years ago, can’t take it anymore and needs someone or something to keep him company so he decides to create a new life. However, when that fails, he goes to Asmodeus and asks for him to build a robot for him. The robot is Alastor. That’s essentially the premise of the story.

I hope this piqued your interest and are interested in reading. By the time you see this, I will most likely have my Wattpad account open with this chapter. So just follow so you’ll get notified when the new chapter comes.