Lucifer is bored.

Sure, ruling Hell has its perks. The legions of demons; the tortured souls falling at his feet. But after a few thousand years, the King of Hell needs a change.

Something fresh. Something exciting.

A vacation.

Lucifer sneaks through the first fissure he finds: a crack in the earth which comes out in the desert. He expects scenery. Some weird local food.

Not the grumpy sun witch who steals his cold, black heart.