Luke knew his memory was real. He knew there had been another him, he could almost see it, mirror-like in his memory and that memory was the bit of warmth that clung to him right before his life went to Hell. He couldn't remember the delays but he knew he had to find his other half again and that became its own obsession for Luke. He had been in Hell long enough to know his way around and to make himslef good with the royal house, more like an oddity than anything else he was usually paraded around as a party favor, sometimes as the 'angel that could have been' but had been long enough in Hell and couldn't even remember Heaven even if some claimed they found his broken body on the edge of the battlefield when the angelic wars were still a hotbed of conflict. These days there was more of a treaty but... Luke didn't really care if they went to war or who would suffer most from it just as long as he reached his own goals. Find the other him... maybe then he wouldn't feel as broken as he did.<br/><br/>He had travelled through much of Hell and its landscape to try and win favor by entertaining his hosts, working to get closer to the next one that could tell him something about the lost man that looked like him. He was aware that he was in Hell somewhere, after all he had gotten whispered comments and sometime double takes from certain people when it came to his looks and it made him that much more determined to find out just where they had seen the other him. Finally... the whispers brought him to Asmodeus. The information was still unclear since it was so long ago since his duplicate was seen by anyone so they had figured maybe he died or Asmodeus had twisted him beyond recognition or repair. That didn't matter though because now he knew the next step, and the next step was to go and see the man.<br/><br/>Of course it was not simply a matter of showing up at his front door... as demons were secretive and had hard to access homes. He had to wait for the 2nd house to host a party or an event, which did happen from time to time, and then get an invitation. Luke was not a powerful demon, he had his own tricks and abilities but he was treated by most as a pretty face and a novelty for his fallen nature. Most fallen angels didn't last long as their feelings ate them up from inside out and left them hollowed out shells but Luke was odd because those things didn't effect him the same way. He was always different so he could play the part of the innocent angel even as the demons played and taunted him for a naive nature that he didn't really possess. It was easy to play and mimic their emotions and that was how he managed to finally be brought along in the guise of a 'pet' by some 5th house demon he didn't care about. The demon had taken a fancy to him and was happy to flaunt his latest arm candy.