Lucifer from DC Comics
It only makes it that much cooler that Neil Gaiman wanted Lucifer’s visual style to echo that of David Bowie.
Ah, now we tread into DC territory. Where Marvel had Mephisto, DC had Lucifer. And honestly, though I am mostly a Marvel guy, DC wins, hands down, on this one. Lucifer was born in the brilliant Sandman comics, and would eventually move his way through the DC universe a bit before ending with his own book.
So why do I consider DC’s Lucifer to be that much cooler than Marvel’s Mephisto? Well, I will bust it down to the simplest terms. Lucifer looks like David Bowie, and owns a piano bar named LUX in L.A. That might be one of the coolest things you can do, real person or not. So that wins most of the points. Also, you could totally go get an order of wings with Lucifer, and people would think you were hanging out with 80’s era Bowie. But you go to Wendy’s with Mephisto, and people start screaming and running away. See what I am saying?
Lucifer wins. Just not at ping pong. Lucifer sucks at ping pong.
Prince Of Darkness from Preacher
Man, the cover of the new Meatloaf record is AWESOME!
I refuse to speak too much about The Preacher whenever I talk about it, because it really is such an epic comic, that to tell you key parts to this (or any) character, is to ruin some of the great surprises as the story unfolds. I will tell you this. The Saint Of Killers character is THAT MUCH MORE badass than the Devil himself in this book, and you learn why pretty quickly. Honestly, the Saint Of Killers is the most badass Devil on this list, and he is not even a Devil, and he is not on this list, so that should tell you everything you need to know about him.
Don’t worry. I have no idea what I just said either.
I decided to end this article with an actual photograph of the Devil.
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