Chapter 1

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Lucifer was really confused on how he got to this point.

Quick recap, after Michael took his grace and started experimenting with opening rifts to other worlds. Lucifer was held captive for a couple of days. Hey, at least Michael sent some fun company for him right? Wrong. The 2 angels that were holding him were a bore. He tried to make conversation but they just kept silent. Lucifer then saw his chance at escaping apocalypse - world. He hit the right angel with his elbow and punched the other one knocking them both back.

Lucifer was week from the grace extraction, but he wasn't that week.

He ran towards the golden rift and jumped into it.

And, oh boy, that was not a good idea.

The instant he jumped through, his vessel, good ol nick, was ripped apart. Molecule by molecule, until there was nothing left of his old vessel.

Lucifer was annoyed by this, but then he realized, he still hasn't been transported to his world. It should have been instantaneous. Except, now he was getting flung through multiple dimensions and universes.

Not just that but his true form was beginning to shift into something else. His grace felt like it was being ripped apart by multiple Big Bangs.

Lucifer screamed in his true voice. Oh, dear father, it hurt. It felt like falling, all over again. He kept screaming but as his true form shifted into whatever it was about to shift to, his voice got quieter. Which shouldn't be possible. His true voice should have remained the same.

Was he... falling? Was he becoming human? The mere thought seemed to disgust him. He begged. He begged his father for it to stop. He didn't want to become a measly human.

But of course, no one answered.

The shifting in his form seemed to finally stop. He wanted to get a good look at his new body, but he was too busy getting flung through dimensional walls. He noticed his grace was s still intact. Which means he didn't fall.

Lucifer felt waves of relief course through him. It felt like he was spinning and getting flung everywhere for days, or maybe it was just mere seconds. Time didn't really flow the same way between dimensional walls.

But something was wrong. His grace it felt... weird. He felt free. He hadn't felt like this since he fell. His grace somehow changed and became pure again... he will have to think about this later.

Lucifer finally hit a thick/large wall and he went hurdling into earths atmosphere. Well, A earths atmosphere.

Lucifer was hurtled into some kind of desert. It caused a massive crater. He never really payed attentional earth and its geographical features. So he didn't know where he was.

Lucifer stood up and walked out of the crater he caused. He realized he was naked. But that wasn't the part that shocked him.

His wings were visible.

How the hell, no pun intended, did this happen?! Lucifer never really checked his wings since his fall. His wings looked divine, even in there horrendous state. The feathers were a white snowy color. Some of his feathers were angled incorrectly, and some were broken.

Lucifer then conjured a mirror in his hands to see what he looked like in his "human" form. He felt a wave of multiple emotions go through his head. Shock, surprise, sadness, and guilt.

He looked just like Sam Winchester

And, suddenly, it all clicked for him. He was in another multiverse. Back before he fell, his father had mentioned other multiverses made by other gods. In a place called the Omniverse. It seemed that his body shifted to this universe or in this case multiversal laws.

Lucifer fell to his knees, and at that moment he broke, he let himself weep. Weep for his family, and the angels he killed, weep for the humans he tortured and the ones he killed. Weep for Sam Winchester, his true vessel, the one he tortured in the cage, and most important of all, weep for Michael, the older brother who had raised him and took care of him.

And that's how he's here right now. I guess it wasn't much of a quick recap after all