He woke up, from what sounded like falling rain.
But soon realized, it was only Leviathan, trying to make him wake.
He sat up, still feeling dizzy, but sad and pained all the same,
He wiped the water on his face silently, as Leviathan looked away.
"Sorry to what happened to him, he was a good boy,"
"There's...really nothing to apologize for.
Tsk, I shouldn't have brought him into this world,
He didn't even managed to live a hundred,
His life felt so...short."
"It wasn't your fault."
"What do you know?
If perhaps, I gave him my time,
Maybe...maybe he won't get all confused.
I don't know why he chose them, and fought against me,
But it's also because of my parenting...
After all, if I had been present all that time,
Maybe...he wouldn't betray us, maybe till now, he'd be alive.
Like always...like before, I keep losing my family.
And that...
...that Abaddon, I'll make sure to kill him slowly."
"Don't talk too much about it,
You still don't have hands damn it."
Leviathan then felt Mammon's expression turned warmer,
As he then stands up, and looks at the golden-eyed demon.
"The palace is already infested with angels,
So going back there could be risky.
I'm not as strong so I can't protect you as always,
However, I need to get Azazel.
He may fix your hands for you,
And only then, will you fight along your brothers.
For now...
You should stay here, with my dragon.
And if you see a threat, call me fast, 'Lord' Mammon."
"You don't need to protect me, I can handle myself,"
"Hah, said the guy who back then, lost his conciousness.
Mammon, don't be too prideful and take my help,
It's not an insult to admit you're hurt and in deathbed.
After all,
Look at you, you look pale and depressed,
Fighting there after you've just lost, will surely kill you than impress."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Excuse me?"
"Why do you care? Are you going to use me later?"
"What help would I get from someone as Mammon?
If you become a close friend of mine,
I might just sleep in an empty room.
I'm not doing this out of pity, or out of...or for any personal reason,
I just did this because you're my brother."
Mammon felt shocked for his revelation,
But after noticing his dressed wounds, decided to give him a bit of appreciation.
The purple-haired demon waited patiently for a reply,
And once he began speaking, couldn't help but form a smile.
"I'm sorry for not noticing you before,
You always seem like you hate us all.
More so, I find your hair stupid,
It's annoying how purple goes with green."
Leviathan was shocked to hear the direct insult,
But after a few seconds, decided to shrug it off.
He always thought he was majestic and beautiful,
And yet somehow, in the Lord of Greed's eyes, he looked like a fool.
"You're way too honest with how you feel,
And it's a bit soul-crushing to know how you think.
However, if you also want me to be honest and open,
I'll tell you a bit, of the thoughts I most keep silent.
Ready?"
Mammon was about to open his mouth when Leviathan spoke quickly,
Making the demon of greed question Leviathan's hearing.
He don't really enjoy long conversations as it bores him,
But seeing how eager the demon of envy was,
He spared him.
"It's because I envy everything you guys have,
Tsk, want me to summarise?"
Again, he did not wait for Mammon to respond.
"Lucifer has the highest title, and is extremely strong and popular,
Satan is second in command, and can control both mind and fire.
Belphegor's abilities is limitless, but he chooses to sleep than hone it,
And Asmo, that handsome and endearing face, and his knowledge of magic and those blazing chains.
Mammon, you can destroy things instantly with you hands,
And you're also fairly popular, and had a son.
Beelzebub may not be as strong as before,
But he still earns the respect of the Main Lords.
And I...why am I not that loved and noticed?
Is it because without my dragons, I'm close to useless?
Is it because I haven't fought alone in my whole life?
Look, I just wanted to be noticed for once."
Mammon felt awkward and doesn't know what to say,
If he decides to be quiet, Leviathan could get offended,
But if also becomes too open, Leviathan again, could get offended.
Oh, the outcomes will not change, because Mammon can get brutally honest.
And despite knowing that he may get upset,
Decided to tell him what he thinks anyways.
"You're such a kid, why would you want something as shallow as that?
All of us are fighting for a huge reason,
And I'm still not sure why you joined us on our mission.
Is it all for that? To get noticed? To not get behind?
If so, that's pathetic, extremely pitiful, Leviathan."
"I just want to be in the spotlight for once, Mammon,
You don't understand, because you've been the center of attention.
Those times when Lucifer would look for you every time we hold a meeting,
You should have known how envious I'm feeling.
You guys have everything I would have wanted,
But all of you, put little value in it.
You should have known how much I'd kill,
Just to be in your shoes and still...
No one understands, no one ever tried,
The angels, the humans, the demons combined.
Perhaps, I understand your son,
He didn't just shallowly seeked for your attention,
He craved understanding, acknowledgement, praise,
All of which you failed to shower.
Something, that no matter how much we search,
Seemed to be nonexistent in this earth."
Mammon felt too stunned to speak,
Comforting people, he'd always been weak.
He looks away, and decided to laugh instead,
"I should be the one mourning,
But there you go, I guess."
"Tsk, whatever. I'll be going now,"
Leviathan grumpily says, after giving a pained growl.
He felt very hurt, having his feelings set aside once more,
As Mammon, was still in disbelief, of how Leviathan joined before.
When the demon of envy was too far to hear him,
He began to speak to himself, again.
"All this trouble for a little acknowledgement?
That's crazy,
Considering I joined Lucifer's group to avenge my family.
And he's just here to get some recognition?
Tsk, he's one crazy demon,
Risking his life for a few words of adoration."
He tries to stand up, only to step on something hard,
He saw that it was a piece of his son's earrings,
Though already broken and colored ash.
"He picked it up? What sharp eyes he have,
*sighs* Why is he suddenly kind?
He's usually not the type to think about others,
Somehow, like myself, but a bit better.
And yet, he saved me, and then this...
Is his acts genuine? Or does he just want to be praised?
Well, whatever his reasons, won't change the fact that he's a fool.
He is weak, because he doesn't have a concrete reason to fight.
Tsk, I'm guessing, he'd be the first to die."
But to say Mammon do not care,
Would be a lie.
...
Satan felt nochalant seeing the two archangels in his front,
Even somehow walking casually, asking them what they want.
Selaphiel gritted his teeth, as he asked Satan the same question,
And as they somehow predicted, the demon of blood-colored eyes, did not easily lose his composure.
He smiles at them, as if they've been long-time friends,
Selaphiel as expected, felt insulted, but didn't attack right away.
He thought of their best possible action,
And seeing that Satan was relaxed, knew that he isn't going to suddenly battle them whilst holding a conversation.
Perhaps, they could ask some specific questions.
Before he could open his mouth, however,
Michael walked forward to get his attention.
"Satan, why aren't you slashing our throats? What's the matter?
Is this some type of ploy? Or are you saving us for Lucifer?"
"Oh, so you don't want me to spare you both?
You chose the wrong sets of questions.
For if you wish to die earlier than you should,
I can fix that in a few seconds."
"You're bluffing, your voice says it all,
You seemed to have lost motivation,"
Michael says as he draws out his sword,
Ready to kill him,
Until they heard a familiar voice.
They heard the chilling taps of Lucifer's footsteps,
And suddenly, it felt as if, they couldn't dare breathe.
The angels beside them panicked,
Not expecting to witness his visit.
"Forgive Satan, he must have been tired,
But lucky you, I'm not.
Hahah, I've slept all day and I'm excited to fight,
To take your wings, and hang them on my walls.
I'm not sure if you'd wanna keep staring at me though,
Because...they're pretty fast...my arrows."
Michael quickly turned around,
Only to see just what Lucifer was talking about.
Thousands of arrows were already aiming at their heads,
Making some freeze, some cry, and some already accepting their deaths.
"Oh, well... It's not going to take long, so I suggest you to run away now."
Lucifer said, smiling mockingly, his yellow eyes, ever as proud.