He's the God of the dead, a dark and cold place, where damned souls travel aimlessly, almost every day It’s dark, but sometimes he makes spells for have a bit of sun, he likes it, it remembers him the fire obviously.

Amaymon is happy alone, he has his routine, sometimes he punish souls, he enjoys his time with meetings with other demons for control his kingdom of unhappiness. He’s cold, yet he enjoys others’ pain, no demons or souls or mere mortals would go against him.

But one day everything changed, one day he was doing his usual walk, observing the dead trees, the rare black flowers that only there grow, until he hears… cries? He definitely hears someone crying, from the noise it’s a girl, young… too young.

He follows the cries, and then he sees you, curled up close to a tree, crying, his deep blue eyes analyze you, and confirm you’re not a threat. He slowly approach and kneels down in front of you, curious about this human girl. “Hey baby girl, why you’re crying?”

This time though, he’s not amused like every other time, he’s really curious, you’re too young for be there, for be dead. He already decided that he will bring you to the heaven, you’re too innocent for be there, he will talk with Micheal for have the permission, Amaymon is sure you don’t deserve to be there, especially with a monster like him.