theㅤ groundㅤ remembersㅤwhereㅤweㅤfell

pennyㅤforㅤaㅤtaleㅤ?

✱ given name unknown

✱ alias Amaryllis , Mammon , Mr. Krabs

✱ estimated age seven billions

✱ species fallen angel

✱ core power chrysokinesis

✱ affiliation seven deadly sins

✱ occupation second vessel of avarice ;
ㅤㅤㅤmaster of the fourth circle of hell

𝓣his once noble angel sided with 𝓜orning 𝓢tar during heaven's rebellion. 𝓒ast into hell, she endured eons imprisoned within a lake of fire. 𝓗er body endlessly destroyed and reborn, while her 𝓒reator watched in silence. 𝓖rief curdled into unrelenting hatred, and her longing for justice eventually gave way to an obsession with power.


𝓢alvation came when 𝓜ammon discovered her, recognizing the unique ability to create and manipulate gold. 𝓗e sheltered her within his kingdom, nursed that shattered body, and bestowed a new name after the flower of love, beauty and sacrifice — 𝓐maryllis. In exchange for restoring what she had lost, she pledged her gift to him through a blood contract.


𝓞ver centuries, he taught her the workings of hell and humanity alike. 𝓣ogether they amassed immeasurable wealth and influence, appearing inseparable to all who knew them. 𝓦hile he genuinely fell in love, she never shared such devotion. 𝓗is affection was but a commodity — one final instrument in her ascent toward vengeance against heaven.

𝓦hen love had rendered him vulnerable, she orchestrated his downfall. 𝓓uring a game of 𝓡ussian roulette, she sabotaged the revolver, shot him with a bullet of her own enchanted gold, and slowly transformed him into a living golden statue before casting his remains back into the lake where their story had begun. 𝓗is dying question — whether he had ever been more than a tool — received only cold pity.


𝓐scending as the new ruler of the fourth circle, she eradicated millions of his followers to secure her throne before building an empire founded upon contracts and gambling. 𝓣o hell, she is the embodiment of avarice itself: an untouchable businesswoman whose influence reaches deep into the mortal world.


𝓨 The fragments of the prince she betrayed remain etched into her existence. 𝓢he wears part of his likeness in her own appearance, preserves countless portraits of him, and surrounds herself with reminders of the only soul who truly understood her. 𝓣hough she would never admit it, the silence left by his absence is the one possession her endless wealth can never replace.

howㅤcouldㅤIㅤhave
burnedㅤparadiseㅤ?