I wanted nothing more but to save her humanity. She may have only been human, but to me she was special. We shared an origin story and all the feelings that came along with it. I was so afraid this transformation might take away everything I loved about her.
I may be the most powerful being to walk the face of the planet, but she would always make me weak in all the best and worse ways. I could never bring myself to disappoint her, so when she demanded I change her it may have been against everything I believed but I did it. For her there was nothing I wouldn't do.
I sent her soul to hell to burn in the fires for six days and six nights. It hurt me to put her through such pain but it was the only thing that could change her the way she wished to be changed. I never wanted her to change, to me she was perfect the way she was and I hoped I could love her the same after this. Nothing ever made me feel more real than being with her and I hoped we wouldn't ever lose that.
Little did I know the second I pulled her soul back from hell on the sixth night, I would be thrown down in her place. The fall was all too familiar until I hit the fires below. As I burned inside the flames I began to change. I could feel all that I once was burning away and being replaced by something new and better. I emerged from the flames no longer a fallen angel, but the God of the underworld.
It took many months of burning alone and tortured, but no pain in this world could bring me down. I knew with every fall I would rise up that much stronger. Being thrown into the pit created a whole new side to myself I never known I had, and with that I could return to my beloved Lilith.