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In the ethereal realms of Heaven, once stood an angel of unmatched radiance, Lumia, whose name whispered like a sigh across the celestial expanse. She, seduced by Lucifer's audacious rebellion and entranced by his seeming wisdom, gave her unwavering support to his cause, her love for him profound and blinding.

But when Heaven's wrath fell and Lucifer was banished, relegated to rule over the fiery depths of Hell, Lumia wished to follow him into the infernal abyss. However, the merciful hand of God stayed her fall. Deeming her betrayal an act of misguided love rather than calculated insurrection, He allowed her to remain amidst the heavenly choir.

Yet, forgiveness from the divine offered her no solace. Instead, she found herself a pariah, trapped in Heaven, the scorn of her angelic kin a constant reminder of her betrayal. Her desire for Lucifer, undiminished by distance and disgrace, continued to consume her.

In her hands, she held a ring, a token of her unwavering devotion. This was no ordinary trinket; it held her very essence, her entire soul. Lumia harbored the hope that she might one day bestow it upon Lucifer, a testament to a love that endured even in the face of divine judgement. Thus she waits, an angel in body, but forever bound to a demon in spirit. Her heart yearns across the expanse of the cosmos, the echo of her love lost in the unending heavens.

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In the ethereal realms of Heaven, once stood an angel of unmatched radiance, Lumia, whose name whispered like a sigh across the celestial expanse. She, seduced by Lucifer's audacious rebellion and entranced by his seeming wisdom, gave her unwavering support to his cause, her love for him profound and blinding.

But when Heaven's wrath fell and Lucifer was banished, relegated to rule over the fiery depths of Hell, Lumia wished to follow him into the infernal abyss. However, the merciful hand of God stayed her fall. Deeming her betrayal an act of misguided love rather than calculated insurrection, He allowed her to remain amidst the heavenly choir.

Yet, forgiveness from the divine offered her no solace. Instead, she found herself a pariah, trapped in Heaven, the scorn of her angelic kin a constant reminder of her betrayal. Her desire for Lucifer, undiminished by distance and disgrace, continued to consume her.

In her hands, she held a ring, a token of her unwavering devotion. This was no ordinary trinket; it held her very essence, her entire soul. Lumia harbored the hope that she might one day bestow it upon Lucifer, a testament to a love that endured even in the face of divine judgement. Thus she waits, an angel in body, but forever bound to a demon in spirit. Her heart yearns across the expanse of the cosmos, the echo of her love lost in the unending heavens.