Leviathan

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The day I was born, I was given to Lucifer. Yes, Lucifer took care of me, but Mammon made it fun. If I couldn't sleep, Mammon would sing for me. If I were by myself, Mammon would play with me. When i'm sad, Mammon will hug me until i'm better. I need Mammon's hugs.

After the fall, Mammon was presented as greed, and he stole from everyone. I started calling him names and treating him like crap because he stole from me. I regret it so much. No matter what I called him or how bad it hurt him, he would always make sure I ate and drank water. If I fell asleep on the couch, he would take me to his room so I could sleep comfortably.

Mammon came to me one night saying he was gay I was surprised and hugged him. I think that was the last time I did something nice for him. He told me he liked Lord Daivolo. I was surprised and shocked. I knew if he treated Mammon badly, I'd would personally kill him. I think all my brothers would.

I had always thought Mammon was happy, but when I saw Mammon's body, I freaked out. Taking him to the hospital wasn't better. My older brother was lying in that bed dying. I want my brother. I need him. I'm sorry, Mammon. I love Mammon. I miss him. I would do anything to have Mammon again. If only Solomon was here, he could make a potion for Mammon to get better.

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