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Mammon loves all his brothers.
They were his strength to keep living. He can endure everything that was thrown by them if it's to make them happy and satisfied.
Mammon loves Lucifer. The one who saved him from his brother Michael.
Mammon loves leviathan. The first younger brother he had to protect.
Mammon loves satan. The technically youngest brother, and the one he see as his own.
Mammon loves asmodeus, the one brother that wished for him to die everytime. But even so, mammon treasured him very much.
Mammon loves beelzebub, the one who held the most guilt. And out of all his brothers, the one who was the most worried about mammon.
And finally, mammon loves belphegor. The youngest and the most grumpy brother.
Do they love, the second older brother who was never recognised?
Mammon didn't know. In fact, he didn't want to know what they truly feel about him.
He don't want to know if they love him, because it was never visible by their actions.
Being loathed was more okay with mammon. That way, he didn't have to ask questions on why they do that even if they love him. He wouldn't need to ask was he ever enough for them. He wouldn't need to be guilty, once he pass on.
Mammon stared at the beautiful night sky of the devildom, admiring them for the last time. His hand placed on the large wound on his stomach, wishing to stop the blood from coming out.
He was weak and helpless.
His phone rang yet again, and guessing by the name, it was his brother Lucifer.
Is he perhaps wondering where mammon is?
Well...I guess it wouldn't be that bad if he die hearing his brothers voice, right? Even if it's full of insults and scolding, Lucifer will never get the chance to hit him anyways.
After all, he was nearing to his death.
Mammon stretched his hand out, reaching for the accept button.
There was a minute of silence and footsteps coming before he could hear the eldest spoke.
I've been looking for you with the others, do you know what time is it?
He badly wants to cry his heart out to Lucifer, telling him how he was so tired and hopeless.
But he can't. Not with his situation.
Mammon. Are you even listening?
I'm asking where you are. You skipped lunch and breakfast. Do you really think I'll let you not eat dinner?
Was he worried about him?
Mammon was starting to get sleepy. The pain in his body was starting to dissapear. Is this how death feels like?
"I love you." He whispered. He knows Lucifer wouldn't hear it, but it was such a nice feeling in his heart.
Please answer me, where are you?
About earlier this morning...
I'm sorry for yelling at you. That's what you're upset about, right?
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