![]() ![]() … why- why are his eyes wet? He’s not crying, is he? Nothing’s wrong! Stop- stop forming water, eyes! They never saw your pain, did they? They never saw you.’ 'No one noticed you fall deeper into despair. Not willing to confront whatever this is. Actually, he’s hoping someone did, wanting out of the situation. “I said, who are you?!” Mammon shouted, uncaring if he disturbed anyone’s sleep. 'You take their insults on a daily basis, letting your heart feel the pain of a thousand flaming blades. Everyone had gone to bed, and Lucifer did tell him he’ll be hung up overnight if he went into his office again… “Who-who’s there?!” His head turned right and left, observing carefully in the dead of the night. 'If nothing’s wrong, then why are you so hesitant to say they love you?’ Mammon tensed when he heard the soft voice, sounding as if they were whispering directly in his ears. ![]() His brothers’ are only like this because they’re stressed and had a bad day… Even if they’re stressed almost 24 hours a day, seven days a week… He’s alone again, until his brothers had finished dinner, jabbing at his greed and failures as they pass him by the hallway.Įverything’s fine. Right, this always happens with the person hung from the ceiling and he suppose he should be used to this by now. He didn’t want to think about it, but only because he doesn’t hate himself! Yup, he loves himself!Ī call for dinner came from the kitchen, and… they’re having dinner without him. He smiled, or at least, tried to- he means, he’s got his family, he has goldie, he’s the avatar of greed and one of the strongest demon in Devildom, what’s there not to smile about?Įach time a depressing thought began clouding his mind, he tried pushed it down, keeping it deep inside, to never see the light of day. “Oh, I know~ Maybe you could try starting to act like one!”Ī burst of laughter was shared between the four brothers and an upward turn of Beel’s lip, someone adding ’ heh, that in itself is too hard for him to achieve.’Īct like a brother… Is he not good enough to be considered their older brother now? “Oh, really? But I never noticed that…” Asmodeus said, tilting his head with a cute pout. “Oi! I’m still your older brother!” Mammon glared at his audience. “This is Mammon we’re talking about.”īeelzebub stood by the sidelines, not teasing him but not defending him either, too busy eating a 6-feet long sandwich. “Come on, Satan,” Belphegor smirked, sleepy eyes watching the second-born struggle in his ropes. “You’d think after so many attempts, he would learn by now.” “Typical,” came Satan’s voice, enjoying the argument way too much from where he leaned on one foot. “No, you should die, scumbag! Pay back my money then die!” The third-born said, showing no remorse. “ROFL, stupid Mammon actually thinks we’d help him after getting caught by Lucifer,” Leviathan snickered. “Oi, Asmo, if ya don’t wanna help me out, it’s better if ya shut up!” “How does it feel to be the stupidest demon alive?” “So, Mammon.” Asmodeus held a fake microphone towards his lips, grinning. Not that he hadn’t already gotten a few from the previous methods of 'discipline’.Īnd if the physical pain wasn’t enough, his younger brothers decided he would make a lovely entertainment that evening. His scream could be heard by the entire household.Ī few hours later and the few burns that had formed on Mammon’s skin faded, while his nose which was once blocked with water was now airy and allowing him to breathe freely.īut now, he hung upside down from the ceiling, the ropes that were holding him were so tight it’ll surely leave marks. ![]() “Which punishment would you like to try out next?” He found the answer in Lucifer’s hand, holding the very book he planned to use, the fonts were bold on the front cover, ’ Discipline And Punishments.’ Lucifer flipped through the pages, scanning through the text. “So, Mammon.” Mammon stepped back when Lucifer stepped forward, wincing at the set of cracks that followed- maybe he should look where his next steps were, or else Lucifer’s glare would be sharp enough to kill him. Lucifer was blocking the exit, and the study was free of anything except… He can throw a book. He chuckled nervously, eyes darting between Lucifer and the surroundings, desperately searching for a way to escape. “What would I be doing inside my own study?” “I’m not sure, Mammon,” Lucifer asked, fury radiating off him in fiery waves, his face the definition of ‘a calm before the storm’. “Lu-Lucifer! What are ya doin’ here?!” The greed demon backed away, grimacing as he accidentally stepped on a few records, hearing the crack crack crack. He turned around to see Lucifer standing there, his arms crossed and towering over his form. ![]() Mammon shrieked, the records he was about to borrow flying across the floor. ![]()
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