Chapter Text
Huge monsters fought, shaking the ground. The place was filled with poisonous fog.
Mammon and Dokja had changed their clothes and went to look for food.
“Get some candy for the kid.” Mammon reminded as he emptied a shelf. Kim Dokja nodded and placed a few boxes of candy in the bag.
“Help…” a shaky voice. It sounded like a woman. “Please help me…”
Mammon realised whose voice it was and ran towards the woman.
“I’ll carry her.” Mammon quickly says. Dokja helped the woman to get on the white haired’s back.
The two ran out of the store, “let’s go to Geumho station!” Mammon said as the two ran towards the underground station.
But when they reached, it was closed off. Shit! How could Mammon forget?
“Four…Exit Four.” The woman muttered.
When they reached, the people inside was about to close it off.
But before they could, Mammon held the shutter slightly open with his foot.
“Open up.” Dokja said as he took out the device that neutralised the deadly poison.
“N-No! You can’t come in here! Get lost!”
Mammon rolled his eyes and looked at Dokja, asking if he should just force it open. Dokja nodded.
“The place is overcrowded!”
“Shut up.” Mammon clicked his tongue.
Mammon raised his leg, pushing the metal shutter upwards so that the trio could enter.
The people inside screamed and ran off.
“Haha! Wusses.” Mammon chuckled. Dokja only smiled slightly at Mammon.
[You have entered a safety zone]
Mammon placed the plastic bags down and gave the woman to Dokja.
Mammon tiptoed and closed the shutter.
“Dokja, the lungs won’t heal her completely. Do you want me to heal her instead?” Mammon asks, the woman is very useful and he could speed up the storyline if she recovers faster.
“You have a skill like that?”
“No. I just raised 6 annoying brothers.”
[Conqueror of Wrath is scowling.]
[Grand Admiral Of Hell’s Navy is flustered]
[The MorningStar rolled their eyes at Mammon’s reply.]
[Demon-like Judge of Fire is cackling.]
[Abyssal black dragon is confused.]
“There’ll be people coming. Take care of them while I heal her.” Mammon said before kneeling down.
“Miss, I’ll need you to give me your hands. Don’t worry, I like men more.”
[The MorningStar sighed.]
[Demon-like Judge of Fire gasps loudly]
[Abyssal black dragon is stunned.]
[Prisoner of the Golden Headband says that they support]
[Demon-like Judge of Fire says that they’re an ally too.]
“Thank you.” Mammon says to the constellations before turning his attention back to the woman. Mammon took the woman’s hands and closed his eyes.
“Close your eyes and just keep breathing.”
Mammon smiled as he says the spell,
“Healer of The Sick, Michael.”
[The MorningStar is shocked immensely by the spell.]
[Demon-like Judge of Fire is as shocked as The MorningStar]
[Abyssal black dragon is confused on how Mammon can use spells.]
[Angel Of Death is tearing up.]
Wait who the fuck is that constellation.
Mammon doesn’t really have time to care about it actually.
A small glow of golden shone between their hands. Mammon concentrated on making sure the spell’s effects took place to completely heal the lady.
He opened his eyes to see if the lady’s skin returned to its original colour. It slowly was.
Should he use more mana? There is a chance of a bad situation happening if he does but this spell isn’t that much of a mana consumer so…
“OVER THERE! THAT'S THEM!”
They’ve finally arrived. No trouble, Mammon can multitask.
“Focus on resting, I’m not done healing you.” Mammon instructed as he used more mana. The process should speed up by a lot now.
“It’s the woman from the minor group. Wasn’t she supposed to have come back with you guys?”
“If you group of people don’t shut your mouths, I will fucking send you to meet Satan.” Mammon threatened as he began to get pissed off.
“What!? Hey, this guy looks weird and not only that, he thinks he’s stronger!” A person began cackling.
[Conqueror of Wrath is flustered]
[The MorningStar is annoyed with the disturbance from the group of people]
[Prisoner of the Golden Headband feels the same way as The MorningStar.]
Mammon smiled at the pop ups before looking at the group of people.
“Oh so that’s what happened… you assholes.”
Mammon’s eyes widened and he realised what they were gonna do to the lady back at the abandoned store.
Mammon took away one of his hand and pointed his index finger exactly at the one of the man who was a part of the group the lady was in.
“Did your mother ever teach you the rights and wrongs of the world? Or did you not have one?” Mammon smiled.
“What did you!?-”
A small gust of wind flew past the brown haired man. He was about to laugh.
The next second, a head rolled on the floor and the body collapsed.
Dokja’s breath hitched and looked back at Mammon. A shiver went down his spine.
Mammon’s eyes were dull, a dark blue overcasting it. Was he angry?
[Conqueror of Wrath claps]
[Abyssal black dragon is amused.]
[The MorningStar smiles proudly at Mammon.]
[Grand Admiral of Hell’s navy is looking away.]
[You have been gifted 600 coins.]
The black haired man screamed. The rest began panicking as well.
“I’ll make you regret that! Brat!—”
[Demon-like Judge Of Fire is furious about the injustice]
[Secretive plotter is wondering who Mammon truly is]
[Demon-like Judge Of Fire is looking forward to a righteous judgement.]
Kim Dokja has been given a bounty hunt.
“Kim Dokja. Spare no one.” Mammon smiled before turning his attention back to the lady.
“Have I ever told you I used to heal my brothers like this too?” Mammon began telling old stories to the lady so that she doesn’t hear Dokja beating the shit out of the grunts.
Mammon looks at Dokja from his peripheral vision. He sees that Cheolsu, the black haired man, tried to bluff Dokja.
“Dokja, kill him. His constellation won’t even bat an eye.” Mammon snickered. Dokja nodded.
[The Constellation, Monarch of the small fries is laughing at what you said.]
[You have been gifted 100 coins.]
Mammon placed the lady’s hands on her knees. “Are you feeling better, miss?”
The lady drowsily looked at Mammon. Her head droops down as she falls asleep.
“Good. She has to be asleep so that she can have more energy. I should make a stamina spell soon…or maybe a potion but…” Mammon was about to mention Solomon when he realised his friend isn’t in the same world as him.
[Prisoner of the Golden Headband is curious on what you are going to say]
[Abyssal black dragon is wondering if you are an alchemist or just mad in the head.]
“Nevermind.” Mammon shook his head and began placing the lady on his back again. He carried the four plastic bags and walked over to Dokja.
“Take us to the others.” Mammon ordered. Dokja felt a shiver go down his spine.
“If it’s not rude, how old are you, Mammon?” Dokja asked.
“I’m not so young. I am in my early thirties but still counts as middle aged! haha!” Mammon laughed as the life from Dokja’s face faded away. (He’s actually more than 5000, he’s just lying)
[Black Abyssal dragon is denying that someone is that strong and isn’t in their twenties.]
[The Prisoner of the Golden Headband fell off their stick.]
[The MorningStar facepalmed.]
[Demon-like Judge Of Fire is shocked that Mammon isn’t in his early twenties.]
[Secretive plotter slightly envies Mammon.]
“I’m really not that young anymore hahah! I’m quite old in fact.” Mammon gave Dokja a stupid grin and laughed it off.
“Am I just…too young…?” Dokja muttered to himself.
“NAHNAH!! I swear it’s just because I keep myself healthy as a middle aged man!” Mammon quickly explained as they walked.
“I’ve never heard of a middle aged man who can kill someone with magic.”
“Now you have.”
[Conqueror Of Wrath cackled.]
They soon arrived at the underground station. People were muttering at the group of people that arrived.
“Mammon and Dokja?” Sangah?
When both of them turned to the direction of the voice it really was Sangah.
Gilyoung immediately ran up to Mammon and Dokja and hugged both their waists tightly. Sangah and Hyunsung following the young kid.
“Thank goodness you both are okay!”
“Dokja and Mammon…!”
“How have you been?” Mammon asks Gilyoung. Gilyoung only smiled as he hugged the taller males tighter.
“I’m so sorry about what happened. I left you guys behind.” Hyunsung apologises, guilt present in his eyes.
Mammon smiled and ruffled with Hyunsung’s hair. “No it’s alright. I’m glad that you kept Gilyoung safe. I’m glad that you’re safe as well!”
[Conqueror of Wrath has smoke coming out of his ears.]
[Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy is pointing and laughing at the Conqueror of Wrath.]
[The MorningStar sighs in disappointment.]
Mammon pulled out a candy bar, giving it to Gilyoung. He kept the rest of the candy bars in his pocket.
“Thank god Yoo Jonghyuk was right.”
Mammon didn’t pay attention to the conversation any more. It’s good that he didn’t meet Yoo Jonghyuk, that man would’ve probably been mad suspicious of Mammon.
Mammon’s hand ruffled with Gilyoung’s hair as the kid’s eyes sparkled at the candy bar.
“EVERYONE OUT OF THE WAY!”
A hoard of people surrounded the group.
Mammon is starting to understand why Belphie dislikes humans.
“Pleased to meet you. You must be the new guys. Mind telling me your name?”
That fucking annoying bastard.
“I’m Inho Cheon”
Mammon let out his hand, “I’m Lee Jiwoo”
The others looked surprised by the name. Why was Mammon lying?
Mammon began slowly crushing Inho’s hand.
“Nice to meet you. I’m here to inform you that I killed one or two of your men and injured the rest!” Mammon raised his voice.
The people around him gasped.
“I am not distributing the food I have. Don’t even dare mess with the people behind me.” Mammon put even more pressure and began breaking Inho’s hand.
Inho began screaming in pain.
Mammon grinned and let Inho’s hand free. Inho fell to the floor screaming, holding his hand.
Mammon gave the four plastic bags that were filled with food over to Dokja. “Don’t let them look.” He whispered to Dokja. The reader nodded and made the rest look after the sleeping lady. So that they won’t see what Mammon was about to do.
“Come. Attack me if you’d like.” Mammon smiled.
[Secretive plotter is interested.]
[The MorningStar is worried.]
[Conqueror of Wrath is hyping Mammon up.]
[Abyssal Black Dragon is supporting Mammon.]
[You have been gifted 800 coins]
Enemies with about 30 or more people in this station? Not a problem. It’s not that big of a number for how many people hate him. He had more.
A person ran up to Mammon with a mental pipe. Mammon easily grabbed the pipe out of their hands and grabbed the person by the head. He smashed their head against the ground, blood splattering on the floor.
Another man cursed loudly and came towards Mammon, holding a knife.
“That’s cheating. Bringing a knife to a fist fight.” Mammon held the man’s wrist and twisted it, making the knife fall to the ground.
The man screamed in pain. Mammon rolled his eyes and kicked the man against a pillar, making a dent.
“Anyone else? You’re giving me small fries to fight.” Mammon smiled.
“Please…stop fighting us.” Inho suddenly pleaded. Mammon walked up to him.
Mammon grinned and he placed his foot on Inho’s head, he began applying pressure.
“Give me a good reason and don’t use your skill.”
Inho trembled, “we won’t ask for your food and we won’t try to go after you nor your companion!”
“I will share the food.”
Inho slightly looked up but then Mammon made sure Inho looked at the ground by stepping over him.
“At the price of 50 coins per food item.” Mammon made sure to raise his voice so everyone could hear. Mammon lifted his foot and placed it under Inho’s chin, making the man look up.
“Would you like to know my real name? It’s a demon’s name. A demon whose power is stronger than Satan’s.”
“My name is Mammon.”
[The eyes of a few constellations sparkle with excitement.]
[The MorningStar scoffs.]
[Conqueror of Wrath cheers for Mammon but also is slightly irritated.]
[Abyssal Black Dragon is very intrigued.]
[You have been gifted 500 coins.]
“Now…” Mammon glared at the group of people surrounding him. A dark blue overcasted his usual gold glint in his eyes.
“Scram.”
“Mammon.” Kim Dokja grabbed the latter by his wrist and pulled him to the opposite side of the pillar where their companions weren't able to hear the conversation.
“Why did you fight them?” Dokja asks.
“Inho Cheon can influence people with his skill. He could easily make you into a villain.” Mammon smiled gently and ruffled Kim Dokja’s hair.
“I don’t want you to be one to others.” Mammon says in a softer voice. He sometimes gets a glimpse of his brothers when…nevermind.
“But it was risky for you to fight—”
“Just because I’m middle aged doesn’t mean I’m not strong. This old man is super cool!” Mammon grinned.
“…why did I even doubt you.” Dokja smiled slightly. Mammon dragged Dokja back to their companions.
“Are you sure about charging everyone 50 coins per food item? Isn’t it too expensive?” Sangah asks Mammon as she sees the two approaching.
“I’ll be charging you 10 coins per food item from now on as well.” Mammon says with glee.
[A few constellations gifted you 100 coins.]
[The MorningStar sighs.]
“It’s only right. I’ll start paying immediately.”
“I don’t need free food.” The lady who Mammon and Dokja had saved spoke.
“Oh! You’re awake, Miss!” Mammon gives a stupid grin.
“My name is Jung Heewon. Thank you for helping me earlier.” Huiwon says to both Dokja and Mammon.
“It’s nothing. My name is Mammon. This is Kim Dokja.” Mammon smiled and shook hands with Huiwon.
Heewon began talking to Hyunsung and Sangah. Mammon looked over to Dokja.
“Dokja.”
“Hm?”
“Pay up for the lungs I paid for you earlier.” Mammon grinned.
“Ah. Right.” Dokja sighed and gave Mammon the amount the latter spent.
Hyunsung and Sangah came up and said they were gonna pay immediately.
“You know how to trade coins, right?” Mammon asks. The rest nodded.
Mammon crouched down to the kid. Should he make the kid pay? I mean Gilyoung is his incarnation….
Oh well, money is money.
“Touch your index finger to mine, think of how many coins you want to exchange and…”
[Lee Gilyoung has paid you 20 coins.]
“For the candy bar earlier?” Mammon was a bit surprised. Gilyoung nodded.
“Kid, come here and take back the 10 coins.” Mammon smiled. “The candy bar was for free.”
“But it isn’t fair…” Gilyoung muttered.
“I’m your sponsor, remember? ‘Sides, it’s not like I’ll die without coins.” Mammon rolled his eyes as he joked.
Gilyoung had a strong head and refused to take back the 10 coins, even after Mammon pleaded.
“Alright, fine.” Mammon sighed. “You win.”
Gilyoung had a smug look on his face for a moment. Mammon couldn’t help but see Belphie.
What’s wrong with him? Why does he keep seeing glimpses of them…
“The major group is monopolising all the food here.” Heewon said, a scowl on her face.
“I know.” Mammon shrugged and got himself a few packets of food and hid it in his shirt.
[Abyssal Black Dragon is taken aback by your shamelessness]
[The MorningStar wants to disown you.]
[Demon-like Judge Of Fire is cackling.]
“I agree. That’s why your declaration was very meaningful, Mammon.”
Mammon took a few more packets of food and shoved it inside his shirt.
“What the actual hell are you doing?” Dokja whispered to Mammon.
“Sometimes, when you have a good body shape, you hide things.” Mammon replied.
“Should I try that?”
“Don’t, I might cry if you do.” Mammon sighed, Dokja only snickered.
“Mammon?”
Mammon smiled as he turned around. The food that he had shoved inside his shirt was unnoticeable. Dokja was slightly intrigued on how it worked.
[Prisoner Of The Golden Headband is wondering if they should try that.]
[Demon-like Judge Of Fire is encouraging Prisoner Of The Golden Headband to do it.]
[Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy wants to drown himself.]
“Don’t you think you should sell them the food for 10 coins each like you did to us? I don’t think anyone will buy with those prices.” Hyunsung questions.
“If no one buys, we’ll have food supply. If they do buy, I’ll get coins. Easy enough.” Mammon says nonchalantly.
[A few constellations likes your words]
[You have been gifted 100 coins.]
That reminds Mammon, he should probably give some coins to Dokja since he’s been getting donations left and right.
The rest fell asleep against the glass panels. Mammon and Dokja sat next to each other against the stone pillar.
“Why don’t you sleep, Dokja?” Mammon smiled and ruffled Dokja’s hair. “I can take care of this myself.”
“No…it’s alright—”
Before Dokja could reject, Mammon had already placed the reader’s head on his shoulder.
[Demon-like Judge Of Fire is screaming.]
[Conqueror of Wrath is itching for a fight.]
[The MorningStar is cursing under his breath.]
[Prisoner Of The Golden Headband commends you for your companionship.]
[You have been gifted 500 coins.]
“Just sleep. You’ll need it.”
Kim Dokja closed his eyes without any complaints.
“Excuse..”
Mammon placed his index finger over his lip as he saw the group of people approaching.
“Pay and go.” Mammon whispered, glaring at the group of people.
“Wow…” Heewon scowled at the empty plastic bags. “You’ve sold out? What a joke. Those two faced bastards…”
“Calm down Heewon, you’re not yourself when you're hungry.” Mammon grabbed a snickers bar from his pocket. “Have a snickers bar.”
[Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy wants to disown Mammon.]
[Conqueror of Wrath is crying inside.]
[The MorningStar is unfazed.]
[Abyssal Black Dragon doesn’t understand how a constellation can disown a incarnation.]
[Demon-like Judge of Fire is chuckling.]
“May I have everyone’s attention, please?” Inho walked out of the tent, with a bandaged hand. Mammon grinned.
“We will be limiting the distribution of food from today to…three biscuits per person.”
People began yelling at Inho, saying that it’s impossible to live with only three biscuits and how unfair it is.
“I really didn’t want to do this but…Lee Jiwoo over there taught me a valuable lesson yesterday.”
“You mean the lesson where I kicked your lousy team’s ass?” Mammon replied and stepped forward to Inho.
“People, I do hope you believe me when I say this but…look at the four empty plastic bags over there!”
<Skill has been activated>
Mammon pointed at the direction of where his companions were, between them were the empty bags.
“Those four bags were filled with food to the brim yesterday!” Mammon gasped.
“Would you like to know who gave me the most coins?” Mammon grinned.
“It was none other than our lovely Inho Cheon. There is proof of our transactions as we had witnesses from minor groups and my fellow companions!” Mammon smiled, sparkles around him.
“Are you all aware that Inho Cheon and his group is monopolizing the food?” Mammon makes a surprised face to the crowd of people.
“He has those four bags of food and even more! Yet he’s not giving them!” Mammon gasps.
“How selfish of you, Inho Cheon! Not only that, he and his group take advantage of women!” Mammon exclaimed.
People looked at Inho Cheon, red in their eyes. They’re gonna murder Inho at this point. But Mammon can’t let that happen yet.
Inho nervously looked around and glared at Mammon.
“But! No worries!” Mammon smiled gracefully at the people.
“I will go and search for food for everyone! All 88 of us!” Mammon proudly announced. It was a lie of course. He was originally planning to kill everyone but that wouldn’t work. It would be a waste of effort.
Why not lie? Why not raise their spirits so that he can crush it to bits?
It’s a demon’s instinct after all.
The people began clapping for Mammon. Everyone believed him.
Why?
He stole Inho Cheon’s skill last night.
“You will regret what you did.” Inho Cheon scowled at the smiling white haired.
He and his group members began walking away with the food.
Mammon pointed at Inho and smiled.
<Using Personal Skill [Steal LV. ???]>
Inho Cheon
Skill: Incite Lv. 2
<Do you want to steal Skill [Incite LV.2]?>
<Yes>/<No>
Mammon chose yes. The skill soon showed up on his own profile. He was glad that his powers and abilities were allowed to be classified as skills in this world. The spells are a different case.
“Now! I will discuss it with my companions! Please, have a safe day ahead!” Mammon then walked back.
The group stared at him in silence.
“Oh. Wait guys I just have a few tricks up my sleeves!! I swear!!” Mammon tried to explain but everyone looked skeptical.
“I’m not gonna ask how but why. Why did you make a promise you can’t keep?” Heewon asked as she walked closer to Mammon, her brows furrowed.
“I’m actually going to go out to find food.” Mammon says nonchalantly.
“I have more coins too.” Mammon adds on. He has about 3000 or more. The constellation’s gifts and the selling of food.
“You at least left some food for yourself right?” Heewon asks.
“Yes.” Mammon replied and pulled out a bag of chips from god knows where.
“Good. At least he isn’t that much of an idiot.”
Gilyoung tugged on Mammon’s sleeve. “Yes?” Mammon crouched to the kid’s level, smiling.
Gilyoung hands out a stick of pocky.
“For me?” Mammon asks. Gilyoung nods.
Mammon smiled. “How sweet of you kid. Alright, I’ll have one.”
Gilyoung fed Mammon the stick of pocky. Mammon smiled, the smile reaching his eyes.
“Thank you. Bel— Gilyoung.” Mammon gives Gilyoung a head pat.
Mammon soon took out all the food he stored. Giving Gilyoung the candy bars and snacks. And disrupting the rest to the others.
“Eat these foods now.I recommend that you finish them by the end of today.”
Mammon looked at the train tracks alongside Dokja.
“Everyone who went that way died. You’re not thinking of going, are you two?” Heewon questioned as he watched the two.
“Did I thank you both for saving my life yesterday?”
“I think you did.” Dokja replied.
“Well then let me thank you again.” Heewon stood up and dusted her knees.
“You see that man who walks with a limp and has a head injury?” Heewon looks at the direction of the man.
“We won’t touch him. He’s yours to kill.” Mammon smiled.
“The head injury was due to me haha!” Mammon laughed, “don’t worry, I made sure not to kill him for you!” Mammon grinned.
“Hm. You’re not so bad.”
“They’re taking advantage of women an elderly. If you’re gonna stop them, don’t do it now. I didn’t heal you to full health only for you to injure yourself again.” Mammon sighed.
“You’re strong, Heewon. But it’s not the time.” Mammon looked at his hands.
“I’m gonna fucking send those guys straight to hell with my bare hands. When it is the time.” Mammon grinned.
[A few constellations are excited.]
“I like the way you act.” Heewon grinned back.
”By the way…are you a bad person?” Heewon asked Mammon.
“Seriously asking the person who saved you?”
”Yeah.”
”I’m neither bad nor good. Haha! I wouldn’t classify myself as neutral either. I’m simply just a middle aged man who loves his siblings!” Mammon chuckled.
[Abyssal Black Dragon sticks out his tongue.]
[A few constellations is satisfied with Mammon’s answer.]
[You have been gifted 100 coins.]
Dokja looked stunned. He probably looked at Heewon’s character profile. Mammon continued talking to Heewon.
Dokja looked at his phone. Mammon realised it’s about time. Should he go alone…no, it’s necessary that that man follows…
Suddenly a yellow light appeared.
“H-Hello. H-How have you all been doing? Dying of boredom?”
“Y-You see the dokkaebi who was in charge of this channel is currently being disciplined…s-so i will be in charge…Of the current scenario.”
Despite the stuttering from the dokkaebi, Mammon knew this is where things got tough.
“B-But, everyone. How is it that you all look so peaceful?” The dokkaebi looked around as sweat dripped down its face. It muttered something.
Then, it snapped it’s fingers.
[An additional penalty has been added to the scenario]
[Foods may no longer be stockpiled]
[All foods will be removed.]
People yelled as the food was taken away. Mammon sighed. He should’ve eaten a cup noodle at least. Oh well, no problem. Mammon can live without food for a few days.
The dokkaebi began talking about how humans should’ve worked harder. Mammon took a few steps forward on the train tracks.
Suddenly, words from the novel were in his head.
On the train track…he can’t go alone. He needs Dokja or at least Yoo Jonghyuk…
[A Survival Fee has been added.]
[100 coins will be withdrawn daily at midnight as a survival fee.
You will die if you have insufficient funds to pay survival fees.]
[The survival fees will be collected until the second main scenario is cleared.]
Mammon went back up into the station. “My biscuits…” Heewon sulked.
Dokja only replied with, “that’s why we told you to eat them…”
Mammon chuckled. He felt Inho glaring at him. Mammon looked back at Inho and smiled.
“Did you two know this would happen?” Heewon asked. Mammon shook his head but Dokja told her he had a hunch.
“Mammon, Dokja!” Hyunsung walked over, along with Sangah and Gilyoung. Gilyoung still held both Dokja and Mammon’s wrists. Not that they mind.
“What do we do now? Should we join the search party too?” Hyunsung asked. Dokja shook his head.
“No, we won’t go above ground. That place is a death trap.” Dokja explained.
“Come over here you guys!” Mammon said as he led them to the train tracks.
“Wait, Mammon, don’t tell me—”
“Mammon’s right.” Dokja says, following Mammon into the train tracks. Gilyoung stuck close to the two males.
Mammon grinned back at Hyunsung and the rest.
“We’re going monster hunting.”