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Mammon was always seen as the scumbag of the family, no matter what he did he would always be reprimanded. Be it by his brothers, Lord Diavolo and Barbatos or just common demons from RAD and the Devildom, someone would almost always be there to judge him.
He never had it easy after the fall, he was given the title; Avatar of Greed. The once giving angel became greedy after they fell, looking to keep anything valuable all to himself to either sell or hoard.
“I love you Mams.”
Old memories of what used to be told to him.
Now it’s always the usual, “You’re such a scumbag, Mammon.” “Greedy selfish prick, keep your hands off my stuff.” “StupidMammon” “Selfish.”
‘It’s not my fault I’m like this, I didn’t choose to be the Avatar of greed. You didn’t choose to be your sins, it’s not far to be picked on unlike you guys.’
“Mammon! Did you steal my makeup products again!?”
“I know he was the one that stole my Ruri-Chan Figure, probably to sell it thinking I wouldn’t notice.”
“Mammon just admit you stole our things!”
He was cornered.
For something he didn’t do? He wasn’t here. He was out with the witches. ‘How can I tell them, they’ll all think I sold their stuff to those damn witches!”
“It ain’t fair…”
“What do you mean ‘it ain’t fair’? You’re the one who created this mess!”
There’s Satan losing his temper. Why doesn’t he get scolded for that, huh?
“I didn’t take yer damn shit alright! I was with the witches payin’ off my damn debt!!” He losing his control now.
“Yeah, to sell our stuff to them! How else would you be able to pay off your debt you scumbag?”
“I didn’t take yer stupid shit! I was working shifts at Hells Kitchen and Majolish damn it!”
“MAMMOOOOON!!” great, now Lucifer is here.
Now he’s here no one will ever believe him, they always believe their eldest brother but not the ‘scumbag’.
“Stop denying! You’re the only one that steals our things, if it wasn’t you then who was it?” Lucifer scowled. ‘Of course he would side with the others’
“I’m not denying a damn thing! I was out with those damn witches payin’ off my stupid debt! Why can’t ya just believe me for once!?”
“Because you lie and lie Mammon, nothing ever changes with you, Moron.” Asmo scoffed.
‘I hate it.’
“Just give everyone back their things and we’ll go on about our business, I have papers to work on.”
‘I hate you…’
Lucifer grabbed Mammons wrist harshly and tugged his arm upwards fast. “If you won’t admit it I’ll feed you to Cerberus.”
“Just leave me alone damn it!! You guys are always on my case about shit I don’t even do! Don’t ya see how much it hurts!? It hurts so much when ya all insult me for things I can’t control!” By this point the remaining brothers came into the dining room to see what the commotion was.
“I didn’t choose to be the Avatar of greed! I didn’t want to be Greedy, I’ve tried so much to stop stealin’ but I can’t because it hurts to suppress it!”
Everyone’s eyes widened, what was going on through Mammons head?
“…Maybe it would’ve been better if it were me instead…”
…
“…What are you saying, Mammon?” Lucifer looked down to the white mop of hair, Mammon’s head was facing the ground during his outburst, his eyes squeezed shut trying to stop the tears that were brimming in his eyes.
Asmodeus and Satan looked at each other with uncertainty in their eyes. Did they hear him right? Was Mammon saying he thought he should’ve died instead of Lilith? Leviathan looked down. How could his older brother say this, they know how much her death hurt all of them -Satan not so much- how could he say these things?
Beelzebub put a hand on Belphegors shoulder, as if to ask if he was hearing things right. Beel already felt bad that he couldn’t save Lilith, he doesn’t want to lose his older brother either. Belphie just stared with wide eyes.
And Lucifer? So many thoughts were running through his head. How could he say these things? They hurt his own pride knowing his younger brother was thinking like this, did he not think he was enough to be apart of the family? Did he not feel… Welcome?
That’s it! They never treaded him like they did each other. What was first them getting over their grieve for their sister turned into a habit of insults and mistreatment towards the one who helped them the most, how could they not help him? Would they be able to now after centuries of insults?
“I should’ve died instead of her, maybe then you wouldn’t have to deal with me bein’ a scumbag ‘nd all that. It would be easier without me here, wouldn’t it?” Mammon asked with uncertainty, he had grown tired of everything his eldest and younger brothers would throw at him.
Sure sometimes it made sense to reprimand him, but all the time? No. It was unnecessary.
With they way they interacted with him he saw it would be better if he died in his sisters place. ‘They would be much happier wouldn’t they?’ His thoughts would repeat over and over.
“…Mammon, why are you saying these things..?” A small voice asked. Was that Lucifer? He couldn’t tell, they all became the same nightmare-ish voice when things went downhill.
“It’s ‘cause ya never seem to care what I think. Ya never listen to what I have to say, ya always blame me for the shit I don’t even do, but this time I really didn’t take yer stuff.”
“I-I believe you Mammon.” Asmo managed to whisper out. ‘Too late for that now’
“Bullshit, you never do so why now huh? Because I’m saying what ya all think? That I should’ve died instead of her?” Mammon raised his voice slightly with each word he said. Beel had tears spilling out of his eyes which was enough for Belphie to step in.
“None of us think that!! Cant you tell!? We don’t want you dead, we never even wished it was you instead of her! We didn’t want her to die and we sure as hell don’t want you to die either! Now stop saying all that stupid bullshit and listen to us!”
“I never wanted her to die, Mammon. And I don’t want my younger brothers to die, especially not you.” Lucifer started, he let go of Mammons arm a while back when he first started his outburst.
“I regret so much, I regret starting the rebellion because it not only killed her but because I had to see each of you suffer with the burden of our sins. We became these distasteful beings that we vowed to never become, but I led us here. And I’m afraid that I, we led you Here.”
His black and red gradient eyes stared down at Mammons Blue and Yellow eyes. ‘Just like when we were angels, there’s still that sense of innocence in him.’ Lucifers eyes held sorrow, he never thought things would end like this. Ever.
“You mean so much to me, to us. You’ve always looked after us no matter how much we pushed you away, we became reliant on you no matter what. But we haven’t done the same for you. I’m so sorry Mammon, I’m sorry that you even had to think that.” Levi wrapped his arms around Mammon, he would never want to lose his older brother. Who would game with him or cheer him up when his envy consumed him.
Next was Satan. He put his hand on his shoulder. Mammon was the one that looked after him after he was created from Lucifers wrath. Wrath, all he felt when he first came to be. Lucifer was shut in his room not long after the fall leaving him in Mammons care. Mammon helped him control his wrath, allowing him to be level headed. But he never offered Mammon help with his sin.
Asmo joined next. Resting his forehead on Mammons back. Once they fell Asmo hit a slump, he was the jewel of the heavens, now he’s a pitiful demon!? He didn’t look after himself until Mammon urged him to do his usual self care. If it wasn’t for Mammon, he wouldn’t be as confident as he is today. So why couldn’t he do the same for Mammon?
The twins both held one of Mammons hands each. They both kept to themselves after the fall, only depending on eachother. Both get guilty for the death of their youngest sibling, Belphie was the one that brought her to the human realm and Beel had to choose his twin or his sister. Neither of them refused to leave the room until Mammon came to lighten their moods, doing his usual jokes and small antics to entertain them. Mammon did so much for them but what did they do for him?
Lucifer didn’t know what to do. Had they really been the cause for his outburst, basically begging to be dead. He felt he failed as an older brother. His younger -and favourite- brother wished he died during their fall? Mammon would always check up on his brother to make sure he didn’t burn out and always brought him dinner that he missed out on. But Lucifer never did the same when they fell.
Lucifer closed himself away in the confines of his room and office, shutting himself out form his brothers, leaving to to grieve on their own and him to do the same. He felt at fault for dragging his younger siblings down to the Devildom with him, losing one in the process. Mammon was the one that finally broke him it of the office he refused to leave, his bright smile pushed him to do better for his younger brothers. Why couldn’t Lucifer do the same for him.
His gloved hand rested itself on Mammons whit mop of hair, slightly massaging his scalp. Mammon was brought back to reality, when did his brothers last act this affectionate to one another? Before the fall when Lucifer planed to rebel?
It felt nice.
“We love you Mams.”
‘I love ya too, even if you don’t show it to me. I’ll be there for ya if you do the same for me’
“Tell us if you ever feel like this again, we don’t want to lose you either. We wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you, Mams.”
It would take a while for him to fully understand that they were trying their best to break their habits. Old habits die hard though but they take longer to break. Maybe one day they would all be able to get along properly.