In the very depths of hell, there was an imp staring at the cold corpse of his sin. When a demons die in the surface, their souls come back to hell and reconstruct their body. This leads to make humans think they never die but once a demon dies in hell, he dies for good. Imp’s son body was slowly disappearing. “Dad…I’m sorry I couldn’t defeat them and free us.” 

The dad took out his money pouch. There were all kind of coins inside: copper, silver, gold. He took out a coin. A copper one. He kissed the coin and reluctantly put it on his son’s forehead.

“ You were born with the gold, and you will die with the gold” His son’s body then completely disappeared with the gold. 

Tears started falling on the imp’s face “ My…. son…..why…..why did you have to die? Not only you failed but also took away fucking coin!!!”

He then heard a familiar sound coming from behind him. He could recognise it in one in a million. It was the sound of coins falling on the ground!!

“The gods haven’t forgotten me! They sent me some coins for compensation of my loss! “

In front of him was baby in a basket filled with golden coins! He ran toward the basket and tried taking a handful of coins. As soon as his hand reached the coins, the baby slapped his hand and bounced away.

The child looked at him mockingly and stuck out his tongue. He played with the coins and laughed at the dad.

The imp got angry “You stinky kid, don’t mess with this coin master or else you’ll never get rich again!”

He tried all methods to take some coins but would always get slapped. His hand then started to get numb. 

Imps had small bodies but amazing magical prowess. Their physical strength were equivalent to a 10 year old children. This proves that the kid in front of him that wasn’t even 4 was a little stronger than him.

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This time he really got very angry. His red skin got even more red. And lifted his hand above his head “ You gave me no choice brat. Get off the coins….” 

A red fireball appeared on his hand “ ….or die!!”

This time the kid was very scared. He panicked and hid under the pile of coins.

When he was about to burn the kid’s ass, a memory suddenly appeared in his head. It was him in his youth. An innocent mischievous imp that ‘found’ some of the goblins’ coins. He ‘found’ too much that the gold could make a little mountain. 

But one day, the mountain got too big and his secret treasure was found. He then had a bright idea. He would hide in the mountain so that no one could find him. In the end he was still found and got beaten up so bad he almost died.

“What have I become….I don’t wanna be like those goblins that stole my mountain.” 

He put on a serious expression: “ If I will not take the mountain then Gigo will steal the little white imp.”

He took the basket and with great effort headed back home. The imp then stopped, took some breath and hit the kid in the basket. The kid looked out of the basket curiously and saw nothing. It stared at the imp and gave a look saying ’Are you crazy? Where’s da house?’.

Gigo answered the boy as if he understood him “ Only stupid imps will make their home seen by others. A renown imp’s house should be underground!”

Gigo then shouted:” Mipotraha” 

His voice had a hint of magic inside. The ground started crumbling and a hole appeared. He dragged the basket inside and the hole closed by itself. Gigo started introducing the rooms to the child.

“Ok kid, this will be your new house from now on. This is where our magic operates: my workshop. This is my treasu… NO NO!! I mean this is the place where I store my poison. NEVER EVER enter here. This is where we sleep. That bed is mine and the other was my son’s but now it’s yours. This is the library, the kitchen, the bathroom….

The house had everything that a person needed. It’s normal because imps love money. If they see a copper coin and a legendary golden sword on a ground full of diamonds. They’ll take take copper coin  … and use a teleportation magic to teleport everything.

After the little guide he put the basket on the bed. “Hey kid, watcha called?”

The child only smiled at him dumbly.

“How about I call you Mogo. I found you In a Mountain of Gold so I will Mogo. If you didn’t know I’m called Gigo as Giant Gold.”

The little kid seemed happy about his stupid name and shouted: “Mogo, Mo…Go…mogomgomgomgomgomgomog”

All respected imp should have a Go in their name for they love Gold.

“OK, Go sleep now Mogo. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.”