Lucifer, the devil himself, sat alone in a dimly lit room deep within the bowels of the underworld. Despite his imposing presence, he was experiencing a common, simple desire - the need for a good scratch.

Yet, with his back covered by a robust layer of scales, the task was no ordinary challenge. After a few failed attempts of using his claws, Lucifer decided it was time to employ a professional back scratcher.

Since no human could withstand the heat of his presence, Lucifer summoned a demon from his realm to do the job. His name was Nebiros, a devilish being known for his dexterity.

Having hired Nebiros, Lucifer relaxed on his throne of bones and let the demon work his magic. He felt a wave of relief when the scratching began.

Nebiros proved to be a master at the job, his nimble fingers working in perfect harmony, scratching at just the right places with just the right pressure.

Despite the unearthly conflicts and the endless wicked deeds, Lucifer discovered a new joy in these precious moments of being scratched by Nebiros.

It was during one such session that a strange thing happened. Nebiros found a small red patch, an abnormality among the formidable black scales of Lucifer's back.

Nebiros, being a curious demon, couldn't resist poking the red patch. To his surprise, the master of hell let out a scream that echoed through the underworld.

Angered by the unexpected pain, Lucifer stood abruptly, causing Nebiros to tumble backward. The demon was now face to face with his wrathful master.

Fearing Lucifer's wrath, Nebiros decided to investigate the cause of his discomfort secretly. He approached the issue like a mission, hoping to leverage any solution to his advantage.

Days turned into weeks as Nebiros carefully observed and researched. He noticed the crimson patch growing bigger each day, and Lucifer's irritation increased along with it.

Nebiros consulted ancient scrolls and demonic scholars, but none had seen anything like it before. Meanwhile, Lucifer's itch grew unbearable, and his mood worsened.

In an act of desperation, Nebiros finally decided to consult the forbidden texts - ancient records of the celestial realm. He had to be careful; such actions were punishable in the underworld.

Miraculously, he found a solution within these forbidden texts. It appeared that Lucifer's itch was a rare devil's malady born from too much wickedness and could be cured.

The cure, however, sent shivers down Nebiros' spine. It required an act of kindness, a concept almost alien in the infernal realms.

How could he, a lowly demon, convince the Prince of Darkness to perform an act of kindness? The very thought seemed ludicrous, yet, he had no other choice.

Gathering his courage, Nebiros approached Lucifer. He explained the cause and the cure for the itch. Lucifer glared at him, skeptical and furious at the suggestion.

However, his discomfort drove him to consider it. "What is the smallest act of kindness I could perform?" Lucifer asked grudgingly, scratching himself incessantly.

Nebiros suggested something that wouldn't disrupt the balance of the underworld. Perhaps Lucifer could give a day of rest to one of the suffering souls in the pits.

Lucifer scoffed at the idea but was desperate for relief. He summoned a soul at random and granted it a day of rest, much to the spirit's surprise.

No sooner had the soul left his presence, Lucifer felt the itch subside. The red patch became smaller, and the irritation lessened significantly.

Realizing that Nebiros was right, Lucifer grudgingly acknowledged his help. He was relieved, but the experience was a harsh reminder of his wickedness, which had caused the itch in the first place.

Lucifers' itch completely disappeared with time, and the regular scratching sessions continued. Nebiros was relieved, but he couldn't help feeling a twinge of worry for the future.

Nebiros knew that the itch could return if Lucifer didn't change his wicked ways. But who was he to lecture the king of hell? He decided to keep a keen eye on his master.

Until then, he would continue his duty, dutifully scratching Lucifer's back, hoping that the devil's itch would remain a thing of the past.

This peculiar incident taught Lucifer a valuable lesson. Being the master of hell didn't shield him from discomfort or the need for relief. Even he, the Prince of Darkness, was susceptible to such mundane afflictions.

Nebiros, too, learned a vital lesson. Even in the depths of hell, solutions could be found in the most unexpected places. And sometimes, these solutions demanded a price that one would never anticipate.

The Devil's Itch, as it came to be known, served as a reminder to the demonic inhabitants of the underworld. Even wickedness, when excessive, could come with unexpected consequences.

Nebiros' tale of courage and daring spread through the underworld, he became an unprecedented hero among demons. All the while, he remained Lucifer’s dedicated back scratcher.

And Lucifer, well, he continued his reign over hell, ruling with an iron fist, but from time to time, giving a suffering soul a day of rest. A small mercy, all thanks to the Devil's Itch.

As Nebiros worked his magic on Lucifer's back, the underworld returned to its usual noise and chaos. The lesson of the Devil's itch was etched deeply in their hearts.

However, the tale of the Devil's Itch had a more profound impact than what was visible. A seed of change was sown in the depths of hell, growing slowly, waiting for its time to surprise them all.

But until then, the underworld returned to its regular grind, with Lucifer on his throne, and Nebiros at his back, scratching away any itch that dared to appear.

And thus, the tale of the Devil's Itch ended, leaving behind a remarkable legend and an extraordinary hero in the unlikely form of a back-scratching demon, Nebiros.

Life in the underworld carried on as usual with its chaos and wickedness. Unseen to all, a crucial lesson was learned, and things would never be the same again.