Every day, it was the same. (As far as there were days) Get up, if he had decided to rest, see if any deals were to be made, or if there were any disturbances in hell. Sometimes, he had to go to one of those pesky 'meetings' down at the Palace of Pandemonium.

He was currently listening to King Paimon rant about how this was the third time that month that Marchosias tried to eat his dromedary. Mammon was only half listening to the demon kings rant, dearly wishing for some change in his life.

Little did he know that it was soon to come as one of the demon's in his legion made him aware of an ethereal intruder on his grounds