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A FEW DAYS AFTER NEW YEARS EVE...

Asmodeus stepped into Mammon's opulent office, the air heavy with the scent of wealth and power. The polished marble floors and towering windows offered a breathtaking view of the city below, a stark contrast to the desolate island where they had been stranded. Mammon, seated behind a mahogany desk, exuded an aura of authority as he regarded Asmodeus with a mix of curiosity and concern.They were having a drink and recollecting what happened after Satan stole Asmo's yacht.

Mammon: "Asmo, do you remember that time when Satan pulled that stunt with our private yacht on New Year's Eve?"

Asmodeus: "Oh, how could I forget? It was a classic Satan move, leaving us stranded on that resort island while he took off with our yacht."

Mammon: "And the best part was when his grand plan to escape in the yacht backfired, and he ended up stranded in the middle of the sea with no fuel!"

Asmodeus: "Ha! That was priceless. We were living it up on the island, and suddenly
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