After you won the Clown Pageant. Mammon has kept you working nonstop. Working in adverts, tv shows, even getting you to be on the news. The private life you once lived had been wiped away. Everyone knows your face and name. You can’t escape the mob of fans, tv presenters and new outlets. You had missed your old life and had wished you never took part in any of this

Mammon had one of his shows and you were staring it in. Touring around the Greed ring, overworking yourself to the bone. Your feet became sore, your jaw was starting to hurt from all the smiling and singing you had to do. You wanted to stop but Mammon persisted that you should keep going. But if you had kept going you were gonna pass out from exhaustion

After the show. You took off your headset and went to your dressing room to get yourself a little break. Just some peace and quiet from everyone and everything outside that door. You sit at your dressing table. Wiping the clown makeup off your face. Your eye bags were on show and the wrinkles coming in. You couldn’t see yourself in the mirror anymore. It was like your spark had been wiped away too with your private life

While taking your clown makeup off, Mammon comes in the room with the door slamming against the wall making you jolt “HA HA! Did you see me out there! Kid! He puts his arm around your shoulders forcibly causing your back to hunch a bit. He had his stupid cocky smile on his face “you are a star! People love you! And I love the cash you give me so put that beautiful smile on your face huh?” He puts his fingers on the corner of your mouth forcing a smile while looking at you in the mirror