"Amara, please! You don't have to do this!" God and the archangels were trying to secure Amara, their celestial kin. She was trying to consume all of creation, seeing no point in its existence. She wanted only the void and emptiness of nothing.
"I don't understand you, brother. Why did you need them, your creations? You had me." Michael and Lucifer flew towards her to try to contain her, only to be met with a blast of darkness that froze them in their tracks.
"There's more than just us! That's what I'm trying to show you! Just please, stop!" God pleaded to her, to no avail.
"… Existence is meaningless… Your creations are chaos… I am tranquility." Amara stared down her brother, who looked at her with teary eyes.
"… I'm sorry." And with that, God held out his palm, and a mark was formed on Amara's skin. She cried out in pain, and the darkness surrounding the celestials started to creep back inside Amara.
"BROTHER!" Amara's power was being forced back into her, and Gabriel came forward.
"Father, let me do it! I can hold her! I accept the burden!" God struggled to keep Amara contained and shook his head.
"No. You're not strong enough!... LUCIFER!" At that, Lucifer flew over and stood beside his father. "I need you to bear the Mark. You're the only one used to this much raw power! Please!"
"… I accept." Lucifer held out his arm, and God grabbed it, searing a matching mark to Amara's into his being.
"BROTHER! PLEASE!" Amara screamed out as she was turned to black smoke, which flew right towards Lucifer. The mark acted as a lightning rod, and the smoke seemed to be absorbed through the mark itself. Once it had been done, Lucifer doubled over in pain.
"Lucifer, are you…" Gabriel knelt to help his brother, when Lucifer started to get up.
"… I'm fine… I'm fine." Lucifer glanced at the mark on his arm, and then to his father. "… I accept this burden, father. From now until the end of days." He then walked off, leaving the others behind him. Gabriel turned to God.
"Father-"
"Don't… I'm fine… I'm fine." God stated bluntly as he returned to his work in Heaven. Michael and Raphael flew off, and Gabriel simply stood where Amara had been moments before. Some silly place on Earth called the Garden of Eden.