(ON HIATUS)
‼️NOT CANNON COMPLIANT‼️
Y/n is a powerful overlord known as "The Dream Demon"
You drowned in 1957 at age 26.
Winding up in hell was no shocker to you, You were selfish, and cruel towards others, you even killed your own best friend.
Y...
(edit) I'm gonna be editing this book a whole lot bc its cringe af
3/16/23
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YOU COULDN'T keep your head above water.
You took a final gasp of air, accepting your tragic fate. Closing your eyes you waited to blackout, for the sweet release of death. The last thing you could remember was the cold water flowing into your lungs, leaving a burning sensation in your throat.
Then there was only darkness.
Wait were you falling-?
Oh shit, Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!
Thud!
"Oh," you mumbled while struggling to open your now singular eye. When you were fully conscious, you noticed the sky was glowing crimson. "Wow," you said gawking at the pentagram in the sky. Hold on - where the fuck are you?
"Hey, kid," a scruffy voice off in the distance yelled to you.
"Oh, shit- I mean yeah?"
"Do ya' know where you are?" Under closer inspection, it was a round woman with red curly hair sharp teeth and green eyes.
"Aha.. no-" you replied, trying to appear as confident as possible; and failing miserably.
"Oh well then, you're in Hell, kid," she walked closer lending you a webbed hand as you gladly accepted it. "So tell me," she continued. "What's your name?" Curiosity intertwined with her tone.
