(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...
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Hehehe 58 reads!! Thank you all so much! I'm gonna post another chapter after this so stay tuned:>
(y/n) P.O.V
WE were walking back inside the hotel after Alastor beat the shit out of Sir Pentious for no reason. Then, angel taped on Alastor's shoulder
"uh, yeah no." Angel sassed him.
"Whatever do you mean my effeminate fellow?" He was genuinely confused here.
"So, ya' see, we already got one of those, overlord thingies, so, pack it up bud."
"Oh? And who may that be?" He scanned the group eyeing me, so, I panicked.
Running over to them I yelled "WHAT?- an overlord! Aha- we don't have one of those don't- uh, worry about him." Shoving angel to the side "he's probably high or something it's- its fine!" Meeting his gaze trying not to piss him off
"Oh! I don't believe we've met! And who might you be, my dear?"
'Fuck.'
"Uh- um, im (y/n).." I mumbled twiddling my thumbs hoping he didn't hear.
"Well, im Alastor! It's a pleasure meeting you!" extending his gloved hand, I shook it him dwarfing my hands in comparison.
