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There is an adage in the Devildom that goes like this: Where be windfall there be the golden gaze of the Greed.
Some interpretations insist it means that one who comes upon a windfall is bound to fall prey to the sin of greed.
That couldn’t be farther from the truth.
Few know this adage attests that only those favored by the Avatar of Greed are showered with luck, wealth, and the like. Alas, this couldn’t be common knowledge as that kind of affection from Greed is very rare to come by indeed.
“I don't get it,” grumbled Levi. He stabbed his chopsticks at his breakfast and frowned hard enough to create a ripple of wrinkles on his forehead.
“What happened, Levi?” offered Beel, eyeing Levi’s plate hopefully. Maybe Levi wasn’t hungry? Beel hoped that was the case. Or else, he wouldn’t last until recess if he ate only his and Belphie’s breakfast.
“I was supposed to be the luckiest gacha gamer in devildom. ME. I always got the cards I wanted even when the drop rates were bad,” Levi explained in an exasperated tone.
“ Someone’s feeling his sin today,” Belphie mumbled, head still down on the breakfast table.
Levi thought that was rich coming from Belphie but ignored him. He pointed his chopsticks at MC and said, ”You! How does a normie like you just sashay in and dethrone me just like that? This has happened every single time since we started playing together. Have the gacha gods forsaken me for you? Have you even played gacha games before coming here?”
Mammon put his arms protectively around MC’s shoulders, “Oi Levi, what’re ya doin’ raisin’ your voice like that? All over a game? Some nerve ya got. Leave them alone!”
This whole exchange had already started to grate on Satan’s nerves. “Can you quit with the game talk early in the morning? We're gonna be late for RAD because of your nonsense.”
“Shut up, Satan.” A beat passed. Satan glared at Levi but didn’t retort back. After all, it was rare to see Levi assert his “big bro” voice.
MC sighed. They really didn’t understand why Levi was getting so worked up over this. “It's not that big of a deal, Levi, calm down.
Besides, you did get the cards you wanted.”
Levi scoffed. “Yeah, after 250 pulls. Two. hundred. and. fifty. That was after I whaled for more vouchers. Not in the free 10 pull like you did. You have any idea how rare that is?! If you had done it on a live stream, it would have gone viral in minutes! So far, only my card pull videos have gone viral that fast!”
In the middle of his impassioned rant, Levi had failed to notice Lucifer glowering at him. He’d warned and lectured Levi about wasting money on games their-Father-knows-how-many-times. Levi and Mammon may act like a cat and a mouse all the time, but when it came to bad habits, they were thick as thieves, each endlessly enabling the other’s indulgences. Lucifer mused, out of all his brothers, perhaps it was these two that spent the most time together.
Well, that was before MC came along.
Ah.
So that was it. Now it all made sense to the eldest.
Asmo’s voice cut through his thoughts. “Um, you know if you wanna go viral, you could just invite me as a guest on one of your streams. Instant viewership spike!” Asmo flashed his best wink and smile.
“Asmo, if you don't stop talking, I will call Solomon right now and tell him you were craving his disgusting purple stew.” Levi had unleashed a deadly threat, and it worked.
Asmo’s face formed a graceful frown (if a frown can be called that) as he looked away.
This conversation was a dead-end, and MC was eager to get it over with. “Fine! Like you said, I hadn’t really played that many gacha games before, but that was because my luck has never been great. So, I’m sure it was sheer beginner’s luck in this game. It really doesn’t matter,” they declared in a tone that implied finality.
Levi rolled his eyes. “Then what about that one time you played dice and won 20 times in a row?”
“Uh, maybe I’m just better at it than you, have you considered that?”
“Yes, you tell him, MC!” Mammon grinned and offered a fist bump, which MC happily returned.
Levi, however, didn’t even hear them fully. He shook his head. “There’s gotta be something going on. Is your account rigged, is that it?” Levi’s face lit up with a sudden idea; he stood up and asked with the sincerest expression – “Will you…trade accounts with me?”
MC facepalmed. Honestly, this demon and his drama…
“Sit down, Levi” Lucifer’s stern voice startled him out of his daze; he slumped back on his chair.
Lucifer looked at Mammon and then at MC and smirked mysteriously, like there was a joke only he was in on.
“You know what I think, Levi? It’s not their account, it’s just them, ” he nodded in MC’s direction.
“Huh…?” At that, even MC turned to face Lucifer. Now what was this old man going on about?
“I mean to say, you could trade accounts all you want; the outcome is not going to change because the golden gaze is upon them and not their account.”
Levi blinked. As per usual, nothing Lucifer said made sense.
He mumbled “whatever that’s supposed to mean,” and let it go, not wanting to argue with his older brother.
Satan chuckled at Lucifer’s remark.
MC raised their eyebrows at an oblivious Mammon, who just shrugged as if to say ‘how the hell should I know.’
Lucifer gathered his plate and sighed, “That just tells me you idiots have never read a book in your lives.”
“Hey, don’t you dare lump me in with them!” Satan cried, only to look around and see that Lucifer had already left the dining hall.
Beel and Belphie followed. Belphie patted Levi as if in commiseration, “Tsk, tsk. The tides have turned, Levi,” he said and smirked.
“NOW you’re awake?!”
MC laughed out loud, relieved to be out of the awkward spotlight Levi had put them in.
“Gacha luck next time, Levi!” They finger-gunned at him and grabbed Mammon’s hand to run out of the hall.
“That pun doesn’t even make sense!” Levi shouted back.
Silence.
“Hey! Who do you think is gonna clear your plates?!”
“Aww! Thanks for volunteering, Levi! You’re the bestest big bro! ♡” With that, Asmo hummed to himself and sauntered away.
Legend has it that, from then on, Levi was the last to arrive and first to leave during all mealtimes at the House of Lamentation.
