เขาผู้ที่ถูกเรียกว่า บุตรของแมมม่อน (เนื้อหาRAWจากเกม WHB) EP2 Part 1.6

part 1.6

        The light brushed its cheek against the prince’s palm.

        Mammon watched it all, stiff as a board.

        Greed, wanting to hold everything in the world in his hands. Greed to hold even the souls of the dead people in his arms.

        It was a desire that even he, the richest king of the land, had never possessed . And so Mammon realized.

Mammon : ( This child… is one of the ‘real’ seeds sown by god. )

        Mammon’s heart leapt to his throat. His son was destined to be the true “king” of this Hell

        At the same time… Unlike Hell, where everyone was asleep except for the little prince who chatted with the souls on the roof, everyone in Heaven was awake for the pure white night-white night.

        Especially the lesser angels who stood by Metatron’s side, nervous of offending Metatron by showing the slightest sign of disorganization

Scribble,scribble,scribble…

        Metatron, the so-called Scribe of Heaven, was scribbling furiously at a desk almost as large as his body.

        The long wide scrolls of paper went on and on, curling in circle on the floor where the ink had already dried.

        Glancing down, the angel read some of the dense writing, then quickly stiffened and looked away again.

        It was not Metatron’s love letter to God, nor a prayer to the gods. It was…

Metatron : Done.

        Metatron finally dotted the final sentence.

[Metatron becomes lord over Hell and the devils.]

[Starting with Tartaros.]

        The eyes that had once shone with benevolence before Mammon glowed cruelly, Like torches consuming the darkness.

        It was a ‘prophecy’ , written by Metatron without God’s permission.

        It was time to fulfill the prophecy.