(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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ONCE angel and I had safely made it to the hotel, I popped onto my bed. Tonight's activities had drained me completely. I thought back to what Alastor said earlier. "Mon amour," I said the word to myself. 'why does he continue calling me that? I mean, I did live in Louisiana for most of my life but, I was never too good at French, so why did he call me 'Mon amour,' If I didn't know what it meant? I told him I wasn't good at French so why go through the effort in the first place?'
I sat up from my bed, the springs creaking as my weight shifted. I sat there in silence for a good while, racking my brain of any other times I've been called that. 'Ughh! Stupid brain, stupid, stupid, stupid!' I angrily thought to myself. I sighed quietly 'I'll just ask someone tomorrow.' I crawled back into bed, sliding the covers up over my thighs. My head lay comfortably on my pillows attempting to sleep. Everything was quiet and peaceful until I caught a glimpse of a tall dark thing in the corner of my room. 'what the fuck is that!' my thoughts panicked while I tried to move, but I was stuck. 'Shit! Not again..'
The mysterious figure continued to stare at me, slowly inching closer to the foot of my bed. A low growl escaped its throat, its frosty breath uncomfortably tickling my skin, making me shiver. 'Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Come on (y/n)! you need to get up!'
I woke up in a cold sweat. A quiet gasp for air escaped from my now parted lips. "Holy shit.." I had my hand on my chest, feeling for a non-existing heartbeat. Stumbling my way towards the bathroom, I attempted to catch my breath while splashing frigid water onto my warm rose-coloured skin. Taking in a large amount of air, I sighed. "Get your shit together, (y/n). It's just a nightmare. Those happen all the time, this one can't mean anything! Nope, not at all!"
