You can call me Zamon.
Nice to meet you, Zamon.
I will record you now, Zamon said.
You should not make deals, until you learn how, Zamon said sternly.
"If Darkyn agrees," Zamon added.
"If you ask him, and he agrees, you can come back," Zamon said.
Zamon nodded once, attention on the book.
There was no way a creature like Darkyn, who valued control over everything, was going to let her talk to Zamon.
Maybe Zamon had answers.
You do not find Zamon.
On her way to see Zamon, she stepped into an empty hallway before trying to call a portal.
Zamon looked up as she entered.
Zamon's wings turned pink, and she laughed.
"To restrict his powers, he can move between Hell and the mortal world but not beyond without the permission of those deities who rule the other domains," Zamon continued.
Zamon is waiting for you in the library.
She emerged into the hallway in front of Zamon's library.
Zamon didn't look up as she entered.
"I'm not having a good day, Zamon," she grumbled back.
"He comes here often," Zamon muttered.
You are looking well, Zamon, for being a million years old.
"Perhaps he is simply lazy," Zamon answered.
"You?" she gasped, looking hard at Zamon.
"The danger with Darkyn is dealing," Zamon said.
Unlike Darkyn, whose hair was short, Zamon's long hair was captured in a braid.
The strange calm she felt around Zamon remained, and she recalled more clearly Darkyn's words about how the original Dark One lured in his prey.
I simply took on a form that you would not find threatening, Zamon answered.
"That was the plan," Zamon replied.
Zamon and I have always gotten along.
Zamon winked at her.
"We made a deal," Zamon replied with a grunt.
"Darkyn loses no time claiming his victory," Zamon said.
"Hell runs off deals," Zamon replied.
The terms were right, Zamon continued.
How did you lose your deal? she asked Zamon.
"He knew me better," Zamon replied.
"Nothing but the satisfaction of victory," Zamon said, grinning.
I made Zamon, his predecessor, a private deal first … I … Her head hurt from struggling.
His predecessor, Zamon, knew he was about to be defeated.
When Zamon came to me, I jumped at the opportunity.
I'm lucky Zamon and Darkyn both followed through.
What did Zamon offer you?
This was Zamon's plan, to offer Darkyn something capable of distracting him, of shifting his focus.
The deal couldn't come from Zamon.
I made the agreement with Zamon and then dangled the carrot in front of Darkyn.
Zamon didn't say why he thought this would work, and I didn't ask.
My deal with Zamon is complete.
Zamon manipulated you and Darkyn.
Zamon phrased it thusly.
Zamon's conversation with her about Darkyn tricking his predecessor left her feeling like she walked into a trap when she made the deal with Past-Death.
"I found Zamon yesterday, before uh, the incident with the other demons," she said.
She walked to her chamber then paused, thinking about the ugly creature that was Zamon.
"I'll be back, Zamon," she told the ancient demon.
We are starting with Fate, Zamon said.
"Fate has been served by three deities, making it second oldest in existence," Zamon started.
"I'm guessing Zamon didn't tell you who he was," Fate said, moving around the table.
"You win," Fate told Zamon.
She was close to hyperventilating, overwhelmed by the visit from Gabriel and Past-Death, the images she'd seen in the videos in Zamon's library, the revelations from Zamon and Fate ...
I made Zamon, his predecessor, a private deal first â€¦ I â€¦ Her head hurt from struggling.
Zamon and a few others sought me out, offered me a private deal, one that would give me what I wanted and possibly stymie Darkyn.
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