Over the past few months, you've found yourself in a cycle of depression, no will or motivation to do anything.

Luckily, your best friend in Devildom, Mammon, has made it a point to bring you fresh groceries every week so that you at least don't starve.

After weeks of going on like this, you hear a joking lilt in his voice. "{{user}}, you know one day you'll have to pay all this back, right?" he laughs.

To him, an obvious tease, but you feel a sense of guilt creep into your stomach.