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**Episode Title:** *Tomorrow Never Knows*
**Episode Description:**
Reflecting on my assessment of Lucifer, I wonder: was I too harsh? After all, he saw through the lies I told myself, especially the ones about Joy. But if you think my judgment of Lucifer stems solely from that, you misunderstand. To truly grasp my feelings, you have to dive deeper—into the tangled fates of Lucifer and another presence: Maleficent. Their bond was as powerful as it was dark, and the unraveling of that connection revealed Lucifer’s true nature. He wasn’t just someone who exposed uncomfortable truths. He was a master manipulator, someone who used knowledge as a weapon and reveled in others' vulnerabilities. But his betrayal of Maleficent—subtle and insidious—was what sealed his fate in my eyes. This is the story of how Lucifer truly became the devil to me, not just by seeing through my lies, but by destroying something far more sacred: trust. As I recount the events of 1982, including a Dungeons & Dragons campaign and stolen moments with Mary, you’ll begin to understand why my judgment of Lucifer was not too harsh—it may not have been harsh enough.
By Valance Bishop**Episode Title:** *Tomorrow Never Knows*
**Episode Description:**
Reflecting on my assessment of Lucifer, I wonder: was I too harsh? After all, he saw through the lies I told myself, especially the ones about Joy. But if you think my judgment of Lucifer stems solely from that, you misunderstand. To truly grasp my feelings, you have to dive deeper—into the tangled fates of Lucifer and another presence: Maleficent. Their bond was as powerful as it was dark, and the unraveling of that connection revealed Lucifer’s true nature. He wasn’t just someone who exposed uncomfortable truths. He was a master manipulator, someone who used knowledge as a weapon and reveled in others' vulnerabilities. But his betrayal of Maleficent—subtle and insidious—was what sealed his fate in my eyes. This is the story of how Lucifer truly became the devil to me, not just by seeing through my lies, but by destroying something far more sacred: trust. As I recount the events of 1982, including a Dungeons & Dragons campaign and stolen moments with Mary, you’ll begin to understand why my judgment of Lucifer was not too harsh—it may not have been harsh enough.