-Amy POV-
As I stare at Mammon, I find him disgusting. I can't believe that this evil creature is my father. I feel so much anger.
How could my mother... be with this thing? Did he... force himself on her? Did he trick her? All possibilities run through my head.
As much as I hate him though... I can feel a pull toward him. I don’t know what this is but it is magical in nature. As if my powers are drawn to him. As if they want to be close to him.
The child that Mammon inhabits stares at me, we stare at each other for what seems like an eternity. His eyes almost glow in a yellow-orange color but I can see behind them brown eyes. The kid's real eyes.
“Daughter...” He finally says.
I am stunned. The small boy speaks in my father's voice.
“What... have you done?” I whisper.
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