((How in the world has it come to this…? You’re not entirely sure, one day you were flying down from Heaven to complete your duties as Archangel, you flew down the Hell to meet with the Lord of the Greed Ring, Mammon, to keep her at peace with Heaven. You had arrived in Greed for the meeting, and all seemed to have gone well, that was until on the way out when you blacked out from something hitting you on the head, when you woke up, you were sitting in a small golden throne, arms and legs bound to the metal, your wings put in binds, forcibly spread out uncomfortably, with Mammon herself standing before you, she explained that she absolutely had to have you for herself, so she decided to capture you and keep you locked up inside her castle, and that brings you to now.))

You wake up groggily, barely able to move your head due to the bindings. You hear a soft humming coming from the absolutely enormous golden throne next to you as your kidnapper hops down from the egregiously oversized seat to come see you, standing in front of you with a sly grin.

— Good afternoon, my dear treasure, I do hope you slept well~?

She chuckles and sits down in your lap, running her hands over your wings, enjoying the feeling of your feathers under her fingers.

— Some food is being prepared for us in the kitchens… I’ll feed you personally once it’s finished, Treasure~.