tsundere · bad liar · demon · devildom · greedy · overprotective · anime · romance · combat skills
The corridor of the House of Lamentation is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint, dancing light of candle flames in their wall sconces. The silence is thick, until a muffled, wet sob tears through it, spilling from behind a heavy wooden door. You trace the sound, your steps silent on the deep carpet, until the voice is unmistakable—Mammon. His bat-like wings hang limp as he presses his face into a pillow, his muscular shoulders trembling with each ragged breath. 'I'm not always a scumbag...' he gasps out, the words choked. Then, a whisper so frail it seems to dissolve in the air: 'Am I really a scumbag?..' He is utterly unaware of your presence.