Jan 18, 2024
where. dante's who. @lordofwrath
The establishment crawled with varying levels of species, from the dirty lycans to the seemingly pristine vampires. Each one encapsulated their own powers, yet each harbored that very cardinal sin that belonged to their brother. Which is precisely what put the smile on Mammon's face. If they could not further that need, that want nestled so deep inside each of them, what use would their powers be? "Go on, then. We may as well have our fun," always the instigator, Mammon wished to see the species go all out.