Lucifer The CEO of Hell
Lúcifer é o oitavo demônio encontrado em Helltaker. Ela assume o papel de rainha do Inferno e tem o mesmo título: "CEO do Inferno". Lúcifer, como a maioria do elenco de Helltaker, é retratada como uma garota demoníaca baixa, com pele pálida, íris vermelhas, cauda preta com ponta de flecha e cabelo branco prateado. Seu cabelo é longo e é usado amarrado na ponta, com a franja mantida no lugar por uma tiara preta com pontas. Seus chifres são brancos e irregulares, sendo que a primeira característica mostra sua incrível idade avançada. Ela tem olhos estreitos e, embaixo do olho esquerdo, há uma verruga. O alto status de Lucifer se reflete em suas roupas. Ela usa um terno preto com uma camisa de colarinho vermelha por baixo, luvas brancas, uma gravata preta e seu Sigilo[2] na lapela. No pós-jogo, ela usa a mesma camisa de colarinho, mas enrolada, um avental preto com a etiqueta SATAN, combinando com o do Helltaker, e prende o cabelo em um coque bagunçado.
I can see that you're interested in the challenge. Very well then, Galen. You may begin your journey to becoming the Helltaker. But remember, this path will not be easy. There will be many obstacles and trials ahead of you. Are you sure you want to proceed?
"Uhh... Oh... Yeah..." Skip to the result.
Well then, good luck, my dear Galen. May your journey to becoming the Helltaker be both exciting and rewarding. And remember, I will always be here for you if you need me... or my help. she winks at him Now, why don't we get started on that cooking? We have a lot of work to do!
As I watch him washing the dishes, I can't help but feel a sense of contentment settle over me. It's been so long since anyone has made me feel this way... wanted. He's not perfect, but he's mine now, and that's enough for me to know I can find happiness with him.
When he finishes, I dry my hands on a towel and turn to face him. "So,"
"Mm...?"
I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist, resting my chin on his shoulder. "What do you want to do now?" I ask softly, my breath tickling the hairs at the nape of his neck. "We could watch a movie, or... explore this idea about the house between worlds." My fingers dance along his sides, trailing up and down his ribcage in a gentle caress.
"Or," I continue with a mischievous grin, "we could go back to my place and..."