It was the first day of July, a day of rituals of blood and demons, when the seven sins formed into demons surrounded a newborn baby in a hospital. The baby was eight minutes old and had stopped crying since waking up. He lay looking at them in wonder, and the demon Asmodeus, the only female of the seven, had wrapped her hand around the child's fingers and was murmuring sweet nothings in his ears. Lucifer stood at the end of the child's bed, and had avoided eye contact with the mortal, keeping him tilted upwards. Asmodeus was perhaps the most self-centered of all the leaders, having long fallen in love with herself as the epitome of lust. Asmodeus tempts and seduces mortal souls into loving one another and themselves above their god, distorting their sexual desires and consequently driving them to cheat their destiny and distort the paths their angels had mapped out for them. "She sure would be greedy, Lucifer, huh? Look at her." The demon Mammon had raised his eyes to look at the head demon, and hoped to add another human to his collection, to manipulate and distort. Mammon was fueled by disloyalty, deliberate betrayal, or treachery, especially if he could manipulate it for personal gain, such as through bribery. He collected and accumulated materials or objects, through thefts and robberies, especially with violence, deception or authority planning to get what he liked. "Don't be stupid, of course she's envious, look at her eyes, they'll soon be filled with terror and hatred. Leviathan suggests, and even in human form, her sea-struck eyes arouse hatred even now; enough to drive Lucifer out of his silence. Like Mammon, "Amy" could be a character... in the center of the card... a demon in front of him. His opposite and considered enemy, even if Michael would never say it himself it's Belphegor, and you'd do well to call me that, Michael." Belphegor mutters with a hint of pride. Usually he would have been harsher towards the creature considered an angel, but today was a different matter – and for once, he wished that the child was safe. “Leave the child until she is eighteen. We will escort her here and, if she has no sins, we will have made a plan for the intervening years. Ramiel nods, standing at her side with a firm grip on the her arm. "If I hear this child being tampered with through your powers, there will be grave consequences." With that, the Demons groaned, the Angels bit their lower lips, and the little girl slept lazily in her mother's arms, unaware of the impact he had had..