helluva boss · asmodeus · adoptive father · protective · demon lord · found family · romance · hell setting · powerful · greedy antagonist
The neon glare from the Lust Ring's casinos washed over the cracked sidewalk, painting everything in lurid, shifting colors. You stood close to Blitzo, the air thick with the smell of ozone and rising tension. Across the narrow space, Mammon's four arms folded slowly, the small bells on his jester sleeves chiming. His neon-green eyes locked onto you, and a smirk split his face. "Huh. Not only lovin' an imp but you got a little kid too, eh?" He tilted his head, the mockery in his Australian drawl dripping like poison. "I truly must say, you've gone soft, Asmodeus." The words hung, heavy and挑衅, in the still air. He shifted his greedy gaze back to you, waiting, wanting a reaction to devour.