WTDSIK: The Netherworld's Fixer Upper V1 (Iruma-chan X Kalego)

Volume 1 Chapter 1: Change In Attitude?

"I've had enough, I can't deal with this treatment anymore. I keep getting pushed to the brink of tears. I just want to be loved. I want to be hugged. Praised for doing a good job. I can't seem to win. I'm tired of being used. I refuse for them to take my life too. So I'll do it myself. The only thing in my control is how I'm going to die." Iruma-chan stood there on the edge of the ship where her job was taking place. "I refuse for you to benefit from my suffering anymore." She closed her eyes and leaped off the ledge and into the ice cold salt water.

But just as she thought she was going to be at peace she heard unfamiliar voices and felt nothing but pain. Her head ached as the strange voices suddenly translated to Japanese. She opened her eyes and felt all sorts of new things. She sat up groaning in pain as she rubbed her eyes. She looked ahead and saw two figures chatting amongst themselves about someone called Nozel. She looked down at her hands and then saw she had a tail? She stumbled out of the bed and immediately fell back, her height wasn't considered normal. She looked around and her tail was moving by itself but whenever she thought about it doing something. It acted. She was in a new body. It wasn't a dream. She was reincarnated as a new species? An alien or a demon, she couldn't tell. She must be the Nozel the two adults were talking about. She got used to walking and made her way to a mirror in the corner of the room. She most definitely above 6 feet tall. Her appearance was very intimidating and pretty scary.

Appearance:
Thick, curvy, and muscular built body with a 8 pack, tanned olive white skin, and a thick inky black tail at the base that gradually becomes thinner and also changes color to a dark red. The end is arrowhead shaped. The tail has scorpion insect armour on top to protect it from harm. It expands and retracts in size, length, and thickness using magic. Short Onyx black hair with a shaved undercut dyed burgundy red. Pointy ears with blood drop ruby earrings hanging from black obsidian chain loop peirced through their earlobes. Narrow and very intimidating burgundy eyes that glow bright in the dark and whenever they are mad. She has a slightly pointy nose, slightly longer top canines than other demons, black painted nails, and a faded scar going over her left eyebrow. Has a large 5 claw mark going over her front chest, abdomen, stomach and breasts from the demon beast that put her into a coma.

Iruma began to remember everything about her previous host's personality and mindset. It caused her heart to burn with negativity. She didn't want to be like that, she vowed to become a better demon and help others in need. And become someone who isn't a pushover and protects those who are weak from harm.

Former Personality:
Spiteful, nasty attitude, loved to be confrontational and argue, cause chaos and destroyed things with her bare hands. Lacked grace, elegance and manners. Was rude to her father and family, she never knew the word of warmth or kindness.

Iruma hunched over as her soul was being rejected by her body. She crouched down and muttered in a loud whisper,"Make the pain stop!" She was being consumed by rage and unbearable pain from there injuries. "No wonder she was angry all the time. Her minor pain is being amplified ten times the amount it should. But I will not use my pain to have an excuse to hurt others for no reason." She stood up and walked towards her walk in closet to get something to wear. It was all rock n roll styled outfits.

Street Casual:
Sleeveless black skintight tank top that stops above her stomach.
Showing off her six pack abs. Has elastic band sweatpants that are in black in color with Nozel written in burgundy down the left sides and Buer down the right side. Black stayup stockings that reach up to their thighs. Burgundy sneakers with black laces, red eyelets, and black spring soles to give her a little boost whenever running or jumping.

Iruma walked out of her bedroom with an equally tall door. She saw a short male who was apparently her father. He looked weak but he was a teacher at a famous demon school called Bablys. She's going there in a few weeks. Which means she has a limited time to learn how to use her new body. She has all the past knowledge and memories from the former host. So she'll be fine with the academics but she'll also be inheriting her terrible reputation of being a brutal and violent imp. The other figure was her uncle Zethu, he is a Border Control Security Demon, which in simple terms is a government agent that keeps the peace throughout the netherworld.

Her relationship between the two family members isn't exactly good but considered toxic. She wants to bridge the gap between them but it's not going to be easy. Nozel approached them with her tail wrapped around her left leg to not reveal her emotions. They both stared her down with hatred and disgust. She wanted to apologize. She wanted to bow and beg for forgiveness. But she was scared. Will her kindness be accepted or taken as a way to mess with them. She doesn't want to cause them anymore trouble. She wants to be loved. She wants to be praised. But her new body is known for being a monster. So she can't possibly just bow and say something like "I'm sorry" right? So tell me why she was on her knees preaching to her two family members? "I'm sorry for everything I've done for the last few hundred years!" That's right Nozel is 150 years old and Iruma is only 20. She looks about 18-20 in human years. So it seems like demons do age differently than humans.

They both looked at each other confused, she was showing off her roots and putting herself in a vulnerable position. Two things she would never do in a million years. Her near death experience must have done something to her mind. She didn't seem to be lying but this feeling of her apologizing so blatantly didn't feel good either. She looked up only to see their expressions filled with confusion and anxiety.

Nozel stood up and sighed softly. "I'll make myself scarce." She walked past them but Zethu grabbed her tail. She felt a sudden rush to her spine and several parts much more private. She yelped and looked back embarrassed. They both looked at her even more surprised. She didn't react angry or something violent. But acted like something they didn't expect, embarrassed? He let go of her tail and it recoiled. She became red in the face as the feeling of someone grabbing her tail felt so erotic. She covered up her mouth as her breath became heavy. "What's your deal, brat!? There's no way one coma changed your entire everything!" She recoiled physically in fear at his loud voice. His eyes widened at her showing fear? "Nozel, do you remember who you are?" Her father's voice was bland and calming. She looked at him intently as her hand withdrew from her mouth. She reached out his way but Zethu Buer grabbed her wrist violently. She looked at him confused but her outside expressions weren't matching her intentions. "I'm your only heiress to your name. Uncle here, doesn't have any kids. And mother isn't around. She left you a few hundred years ago. On the only one who is considered your spawn. I wasn't fair to you. I guess I was angry about mom leaving. But just know that I'm determined to make it up to you, pops." She smiled brightly but it came off as sinister. Their reactions weren't heartfelt but more on edge. She realized that her body must not look good when smiling. She lowered her head and sighed heavily. "It seems like you don't like my smile. Will you please release my wrist, uncle? You are hurting me. And I really don't like feeling pain." He was trying to make her act violent but she just asked him politely to let her go? He released her wrist. She bowed respectfully and then walked away. He was disturbed by her politeness. He looked at his brother and he was just as confused.

Nozel looked for the house's library, the family is large and they have many cousins on her mother's side. Her grandparents had many sons and daughters so her father and uncle aren't her only family. But most of them know her as a menace and have unfortunately cut contact. She wants to learn all she can about the netherworld and be the best she can be for school in a few weeks. She wants to improve and make right her terrible reputation. It's going to be tough but she's not going to squander her second chance.

Nozel arrived at the library only to gawk at how many books and shelves there were. She had a lot to go through until her first week. She grabbed the first book that was on verbal magic. There was a book on non verbal, bloodline, unique, and forbidden Magic. She carried the stack of books over to the table and chairs. "Let's do this!" She cracked her knuckles as she sat down.

To be continued…