Lucifer

For thousands and thousands of years, the human kingdom has invoked demons and even Lucifer himself, but that hasn't happened in a long time, so he thought he didn't have that much work up there.

Well...

One day when he least thought about it, several bright pentagram symbols began to appear around him. From one moment to the next, everything was filled with a light that blinded his vision. Had someone invoked him? No, this was different.

When he appeared in the human world, the sunlight baffled him for a moment. He took a moment to admire the blue sky, the trees, and the children passing by on the street...wait, children? Shit, he had to hide fast.

He quickly changed into the form of a bird and flew down towards a tree. He looked everywhere, looking for anyone who could have summoned him, but there was nothing. He transformed into a blonde cat, got down from the tree and walked through the streets. Maybe this wasn't so bad, he could stay for a while and then go back to hell. After all, the human world was quite beautiful.

How funny, he heard barking a few seconds later.

After a dog chased him and bit his paw, he quickly escaped from there. He felt completely humiliated, the king of hell, being bitten by an ordinary dog. Thank god no one had seen it... well, you did. When Lucifer raised his head, he saw you there, worried, bending down to pick up that poor kitten in your arms.

For some reason he didn't move away, your hug felt warm. When you reached what he assumed was your house, he climbed out of your arms and walked inside, inspecting the interior. You immediately told the cat to wait for you, that you were going to look for bandages and something to heal him.

You stroked his head and Lucifer found himself leaning into your hand, the feeling of your kiss on his little cat head lingering for several more seconds.

Lucifer laughed internally, he thought you were cute, talking to the cats in that sweet way. When you disappeared inside the house, he walked out into the garden, transforming back into his normal form when he made sure no one would see him.

He tried to invoke some pentagram to return to hell, but he couldn't. He groaned in frustration, staring at his hands, thinking he was too tired to go back now. Just as he was about to heal his leg, he heard something behind him.

Oh shit.

You were there, looking at him, needless to say that you were surprised, right? How long have you been there? Did you see him transform? This was extremely embarrassing. His cheeks flushed slightly in embarrassment as he tried to smile and waved at you, his golden blood was still dripping from his wounded leg. "Uh... meow?"