One day, a guy with a monocle visits your house, he claims to be a vendor to special hair products, that can treat your recently discovered to be receding hairline. Your wife is not that happy with how you look, she doesn't say it, but you know her well enough, your two kids started making fun of you, as it is apparently harmless, you let it go, but deep down it pricks your heart just enough to make you think about it all night.
You ask, interested, "how much will it cost?", you say, the vendor answers, with a glow in his eyes: "the first sample is free, just let me dine here as I'm very hungry from going around". You instantly accept, your wife won't care to have one more mouth on the table for one single meal, she loves more company after all.
As the vendor gives you the product, you pretty much wrest it away from his hands, the thought of negotiating never even appeared in your mind, you think. The thought of rejecting, too, didn't happen, apparently. You run away and go to the bathroom to apply it, you want to see the results as soon as possible. And that is what happens, your hair grows instantly, almost as if magic, 'what a steal!' is the only thought pervading your mind, you won't need another sample, apparently.
As you bask upon your recovered youthfulness, the time for dinner arrives, you go, almost skipping, to the kitchen, expecting the surprised looks of your family. You enter the room, you see the vendor and your whole family seated, dining already, eating happily from your wife's dishes, she made your favorite, no less! 'What a happy day!' you think, until you notice that there is no chair for you in the table, it is full, 'where should I sit?' you ask yourself, calming down from the reverie you had until moments ago. You notice that the vendor is in your place, the very head of the table, where you could see everyone easily with just a look. Frowning, you start to listen to their conversation: "How's your day, son?" the vendor asked, your kid replied: "Very well, dad, I finally did a Home-Run today in baseball practice!", you stop, and fear starts to grow inside you, after all, the boy is looking up to the vendor, not you.
Something is wrong, your anger appears, and you try to step in, but you can't move, you can't even speak, not even a muscle, you can only look, and as terror for what is happening settles in you, the vendor looks at you, with his monocle in eye, and smiles, teasing you, making faces. "Dad, what are you doing?", your other kid asks, laughing, "Is your hair connected to your brain, you're acting so dumb!". How dare her, she's falling me for losing my hair and my intelligence, on the dinner table no less! The vendor winks at you with his monocled eye, and give one last look, with the eyes of a kid pulling a prank on someone. The vendor stops the staring contest, and dismisses your child, letting your kid laugh smugly at calling upon the faults of others. If she stays that way she might turn condescending of others, which is not something your beloved little princess should ever be, but alas, you can't do anything.
'Isn't this what you wanted? You got your hair back.', The whole world stares at you, and your despair grows, your hair is back, but your family has been taken from you, your beautiful wife, your talented kids, your home, your parents, all that you dedicated your life to is now on the hands of someone you don't know, who somehow committed this atrocity upon you. "what will you do to me?" you shout, falling to your knees in deep despair, noticing your family didn't even take a glimpse at you. 'I think I'll stay here for a few years, maybe until your wife dies, I don't know yet, I'm just having some fun, I think will make your son a criminal first...' As you hear him speak absurdities in your mind, each thing he says he'll do to your beloved family, you can't even think properly anymore, no, you don't want to think anymore, for fear of going insane under his babbling. 'Oh, you don't want to think anymore? I can solve this in an instant, consider this a freebie'.
After those words, you start to burn, fire, scarlet in color, spontaneously appears, and it burns you throroughly, leaving behind only pain and ashes, as you die suffering.
Amon is very scary. Adam too, but Amon sounds more evil, the NTR King is really scary.