An Endverse Musebox

 Lucifer continued playing with the rose as he watched the dead body of this future's Dean Winchester. Sam was screaming insults and anger at him from inside his own body but Lucifer had long ago stopped listening. What his vessel wanted no longer mattered. Still seeing Micheal's vessel laying at his feet was distressing. He missed his father and his brother's even though he would have never admitted it. Being the ruler of a devastated Earth was no fun without someone to fight with.