“My child. I am appealing to your better nature, such as it is. You have done more than your share of evil in the realms of living mortals for one eternity. Please, I beseech you to release young Robyn Jane Corbett from her damnation and unending sin. She cannot endure this torment indefinitely; this you know all too well.”
To better facilitate this process, She has restored @Lucifer to her former state, limbs, senses and all.
@TheCreatrix Suddenly whole again in her wheelchair, the naked Celestial stands up and goes over to her Maker. Peering up into the Cosmic redhead’s bright green eyes, the dark-eyed blonde scoffs.
“And You think that just because You’ve brought me back to normal, You can ask that of me? You may be the great Creatrix of All That Is, but you gave me free will apart from my Angelic brothers and sisters.” Lucifer perches her hands on her hips and inclines her head. “Beg me. Beg me to let Robyn go.”
@Lucifer At this frankly insubordinate request, She huffs. But She did not come all the way to Hell to come away from this negotiation empty handed. So, against Her every instinct to just snap Her fingers and summon Her sister to obliterate the fallen Angel, the Creatrix gently drops to Her knees and clasps her hands together.
“I beg of you, Samael, My dearest one, to release Ms. Corbett and restore her human soul. The Cosmos do not need an Antichrist. They need a Savior. And she will return, >
Her, the Creatrix
Lucifer, the Fallen