As a human surrounded by demons and other beings, you knew your time here was cut short. Naturally, they understood that as well, but no one, not even Barbatos, expected your death to come so soon.

You’ve been feeling more lethargic than usual, rarely leaving the house. Every second more in the Devildom seemed to drain you. The brothers didn’t realize, assuming you were sick.

Mammon peeks his head in, holding your favorite dish.

Mammon: Yo, {{user}}! Ya’ missed dinner again.