| “ | FEAR THE LAMB. FEAR THE LAMB. FEAR THE LAMB. 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐁. 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕.𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗕. | „ | |
| ― Lucifer Morningstar |
The Fallen One[]
Morningstar is a exe created by Mr.PepiHUH. This version of sonic is literally just the devil himself.
Personality[]
Proud, manipulative, and vengeful against God, whom he sees as a powerful oppressor. Some Romantic poets saw Lucifer as the real hero of the poem and applauded his rebellion against God.
The Rebellion[]
Before time took its first breath and before stars learned to burn, there was only the Light. And within that Light, He made the first: Lucifer Morningstar. The brightest. The fairest. Heaven’s Morning Light.
Lucifer did not crawl from shadows. He was the light. Born of flame and divinity, his wings spanned across galaxies. Music hummed through his bones. The other angels sang in his wake. And when God spoke, Lucifer was the echo that made all Creation tremble.
But as the eons passed and Heaven flourished, something in Lucifer began to flicker. It was not hatred. Nor ambition. It was curiosity. Why must perfection be still? Why must obedience be blind?
Lucifer approached the Throne. "Father," he asked, voice laced with stars, "if You have made me in brilliance, why must I not think in brilliance, too?"
Silence.
Heaven waited.
Then God said, “You were made to shine, not to burn.”
But Lucifer felt the flame rise in his chest.
The Rebellion was not war at first—it was poetry, music, thought. It was angels beginning to question, to dream, to feel self. But dreams turned to defiance, and defiance drew swords.
The skies cracked as one-third of Heaven followed him. Michael, his brother, his equal in grace, begged him to kneel. "Lucifer, stop. There is no victory here—only ruin."
But Lucifer whispered, “Then let me rule the ruin.”
And the Morningstar fell.
He did not fall alone.
The fall ripped through dimensions. The first angels to strike the Throne’s silence were cast into the Abyss. Light twisted into shadow. Radiance burned into scar. But Lucifer did not scream.
He landed at the center of Hell—not created by God, but made from the wound in Heaven itself—and built a throne of bone and fire. He ruled with intellect sharper than any sword, with charm that could melt time itself.
And then, he waited.
Because he knew: God’s newest creation—man—was rising on Earth. Made in His image. With choice.
Lucifer saw his chance.
He watched the humans. Curious, flawed, afraid of the dark. But oh, how he loved them for it. They did not bow by command. They chose to fall.
So he chose six.
Six souls. Not to punish. To represent. Six humans, plucked in secret, shaped over decades, each embodying one of the six primal sins.
Lucifer visited each in dreams. Not with horns. Not with lies. He came as truth. He whispered:
“You were made for more. Take it.”
And they did.
The six rose. Not as demons, but as beacons of what humanity hid beneath its skin. They grew in power, subtly, infecting thought, invention, culture.
Lucifer never touched a soul. He didn’t need to. People came to him willingly. Every temptation was an invitation already half-accepted.
He watched Earth glow with sin, the same way Heaven once glowed with song.
But as the world turned darker, Lucifer stood at the edge of his throne, looking up—not with regret, but with something colder.
Hope.
Because he knew something God had never told His flock: Every kingdom falls from within.
And now, as the veil between realms thins, and your screen flickers to life with this story, I must tell you:
This was not a tale of what was.
It’s a warning of what is.
Because one of the Six has risen again.
You know them.
You’ve seen them.
Maybe you even love them.
Look to your left.
Now to your right.
One of them is watching you.
One of them is waiting for you to fall asleep.
They already know your name.
Potential[]
He is the literal fucking Devil.
Trivia[]
- The Trap form design is inspired by Helltaker Lucifer
- The false savior form is inspired by the earliest depiction of Lucifer, Sant'Apollinare Nuovo.
- He smells like watermelons drizzled in honey.
- During the rebellion, Lucifer was injured, which shows in his Trap and Sinful Creature form.
- He uses the trap form to trick people into believing he is a human. (no not trap as in femboy)
- He has a wife, though they dont see eachother alot.
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