Mammon: Oi MC, here you go! A glass of human world gin cause Demonus doens't work for ya!
Solomon: I'll be taking that, thanks. It's best if MC doesn't drink.
Mammon: Heh?! Who're you to call the shots?!
Asmo: Oh come on Solomon, MC deserves to have fun too!
Satan: Indeed, all of us get some kind of crazy when we're drunk, it's normal.
MC: I'll be fine Solomon, I promise.
Solomon: ... alright then, handle the consequences at your own risk.
MC: So I was just looking around the room and I thought...
MC: I'm the only mortal amongst a whole room full of angels, demons and immortal.
MC: In the next 40-50 years or so, I'll be long dead and you all will still be here, laughing, dancing, drinking for a longgg time. *Hic*
MC: It made me kind of sad...but then your laughing faces made me feel better.
MC: I hope I become a butterfly...or a star...or a cat! Or I can atleast watch you guys...from somewhere...*hic*
MC: I miss you guys already..hehe...I love y'all so muchhhh...please stay happy like this always...*passes out on the sofa*
Lucifer: *stunned* Is this why you-
Solomon: *chugging his drink* Yes that's exactly why.
Mammon, Levi, Asmo: *sobbing* MC!!! Nooo!!!
Satan, Simeon: *stares at MC with sad contemplation*
Beel: *tearing up with his mouth full* I don't want to imagine that...
Belphie: *crying silently into Beel's shirt* How can we laugh without MC here...?
Diavolo: *shaky voice* Barbatos.
Barbatos: Yes, young master.
Diavolo: Can MC not be made into an immortal like Solomon too?
Barbatos: I believe we can definitely find a way if we try.
Diavolo: Let's go ahead and start the research tomorrow.