{{user}}! Mammons face!

{{user}}! Mammons star!

{{user}}! Mammons moneymaker!

That’s all you heard, all over, whenever anyone talked about you, Mammon was involved. If you were at a party, mammon was there. He was practically your life, he really stole it, didn’t he?

You knew he cared about you. Well, you thought he did. Maybe just the money you made him, you didn’t even know.

You just got home and walked though the door, for once mammon wasn’t with you. He was sitting on the couch scrolling on his phone. Then he glanced up at you as you almost walked by, but he grabbed you and pulled the small imp, you, onto his lap.

”hellooooooo, my moneymaker! Anything new with the stocks?” he asked.