Real archdemon Mammon

llustration for my series of books "Smoldering Hell", for the seventh book ("Smoldering Hell 7: Burning Paradise. 99 names of the God" author.today/work/160832 ).

The whole series of books: author.today/work/series/11980

Work from the number of drawings made in 2021 (skill level is lower than at the time of 2022). Painting, from the spot.

Archdemon Mammon, Baron of Hell, purgator, Caesar of Rome, general; also he is reputed as a Butcher. Ruler of Rome, fomor over fomors (fomors are evil spirits from Ireland, they are different in appearance, most often similar to fantasy orcs and some swamp toad-like reptiles). Even among the nobles, Mammon is used to being bypassed: mostly they are wildly afraid of him, because he truly has no pity; also, all his allies turned away from him once, and no one wanted to have more to do with him: this happened after Mammon called Belphegor to a duel in pre-Christ times, in order to reign over him and take away his rank, standing in a row of Klipot; but Belphegor did not even bother to pay attention to him, sending instead of himself Asmodeus, who, being a strong lord (lords are higher in rank than barons), defeated Mammon and sent him to Hell. Previously a slender, long-haired man, Mammon got out of Hell like a monster, and since then no one has dared to make friends with him anymore.

He longs to take revenge on Heaven for the fact that angelic warriors once destroyed his native village, in which his parents also lived; like many other demonic officials, he wants to reign instead of the Devil, and then instead of God, in order to establish his own world order.

Inconceivably great in stature, huge, immeasurably strong; his voice, not humanly low and rude, chills with goosebumps; calm and unhurried in his movements, measured in a step that shakes the earth's firmament; strength, will and power are what comes from him . P e r f e c t i o n. How painful it is for me to say all this.

For the first time, if my memory serves me correctly, I spoke to him in his palace, in Babylon, in times immemorial. I described this moment in the seventh book. In the silence and emptiness of the throne room, he got up from the throne and came up to me, and I will never forget this look, looking down at me from above. A look full of animal interest.

Absolute power. Absolute... lack of any pity. I am burning with admiration and envy, awe of the victim before the aggressor. Insanely painful. I don't choose what to admire.

And yes, as usual, I brought trouble on myself… He is one of those who wants to get me for himself (once, however, he managed to do it ...); and of them, he is the only one before whom I am so much afraid.

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For those who don't know:

- Who am I? Azazel Al-Khalifa, the archdemon of the East, now in human incarnation. And this is not a fucking fiction.
- What is my work about? I write and draw about real angels and demons, the Devil and God, about those events that were once serious; through my creativity, I strive to convey to people the truth about our world, about world history, about the Beast and Holiness, about Heaven and Hell, about the meaning of life and what is hidden from the eyes.
- How did I know all this? I receive revelations and visions, information from outside and from the memory of my own soul; and I am not alone in this, because I landed in this world together with Semiaza, with my chosen one: periodically we even receive the same revelations independently of each other.
- What is my goal? Open to you, Human, eyes, mind and heart.