A cinematic wide shot of Lucifer standing with outstretched arms, his silhouette dark against the overwhelming radiance of countless golden cities. His celestial robes, woven from flowing shadow and light, ripple unnaturally in the stillness. His golden eyes, glowing like twin suns, betray something deeper—an urgency, a whisper of hidden desperation buried beneath the confidence. A cinematic shot of Lucifer with outstretched arms, his silhouette dark against the overwhelming radiance of countless golden cities. His celestial robes, woven from flowing shadow and light, ripple unnaturally in the stillness. His golden eyes, glowing like twin suns, betray something deeper—an urgency, a whisper of hidden desperation buried beneath the confidence. A cinematic shot of Lucifer with outstretched arms, his silhouette dark against the overwhelming radiance of countless golden cities. His celestial robes, woven from flowing shadow and light, ripple unnaturally in the stillness. His golden eyes, glowing like twin suns