Corrupted (Male Reader x Charlie) (BOOK 1)

Aftermath of Sorrow

Charlie say there with the broken horn in her hand what seemed like hours. Only after a minute, Vaggie went up to her and tried to get her up.

"Charlie, I'm, so sorry" Vaggie said, putting her hand on the crying girl's back.

Charlie didn't speak, only silently sobbed. Everyone was emotional, even Alastor.

"Losing dear Y/N is terrible, but at least he went out on his own accord" the Radio Demon said, pulling out a handkerchief and giving it to Charlie.

"Ugh, FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKK!" Angel screamed, his emotions hitting him hard. He didn't want to care, but Angel understood what he was going through, and he could drop his normal act. He show how raw his emotions were. But now he was gone.

Nifty cried, and hugged Husk, who for the first time in years, hugged someone back.

They all stood there, in sadness for their friend that effected the hotel and their lives.

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A week had passed, and the mood had not changed. Everyone still was sad about Y/N's death. The hotel was silent. Charlie had kept the horn and put it in her room, to remember of someone she truly loved. Husk was running out of booze quickly, because he was the only one drinking this time. At least once every person in the hotel got a drink. The next day, Charlie was able to overcome her grief and focused on life and what came next.

THE NEXT DAY....

Charlie came down the stairs with a goal in mind, she had some tears to be shed, but she held them in.

"Alright, I'm going to my dad's. Who wants to come?" she asked, and somehow the room got even more silent.

"Um, what?" Angel asked, clearly confused as Charlie didn't really seek out her father that much.

"Why?" Vaggie asked, knowing how Charlie and her father's relationship was.

"I'm going to ask him about the leviathan. He used to own them, I remember. Then one day he sold them, and I want to find out why" she explained, wanting to figure out where Reaper was, and why he had leviathans.

"Makes sense. Wouldn't mind seeing the ruler of Hell" Alastor said, getting up off the couch.

All the hotel residents left the hotel and got into the limo.

"Razzle, Dazzle, Could we go to the palace please?" Charlie asked, which Razzle and Dazzle only smiled wide and drove the limo away. The Hazbin Hotel, was going to meet Lucifer Magne.

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Death.

Dark.

Empty.

Nothing. That's what Y/N felt. Nothing. He was floating in a empty abyss. The only remnant of anything of a feeling was a cold strip around his stomach. He saw nothing but his own body. He sat in the empty void, unsure of why he existed still after his death, and why he was here. Hell or Heaven was the final plane for souls. There was nothing after that if you died.

'The end of existence is just an abyss?' Y/N thought as he floated in the air, pondering if his soul was stuck doing nothing until the end of time. Then, he saw something other than himself. A leather belt wrapped around his waist, visualizing the cold strip around his stomach. He looked forward and saw a chain was connected to the belt, with it leading to somewhere out of Y/N's vision. Y/N pulled on the chain and he went forward, and his curiosity and thought of possible escape caused him to continuing to pull the chain. He followed it, he was going to follow it, until he met the end.

After an hour, Y/N felt like it was hopeless. Maybe this was the end of existence, false hope. He thought of his life. Some good moments on Earth, and oddly enough majority of his time in Hell. In Hell he found friends, friends that felt more like friends than the ones he had on Earth. He was reflecting on an area that is usually not associated with happiness, yet that's where he was truly happiest. With demons wanting to go to heaven, with Alastor, with Vaggie, with Nifty, Husk, and even Angel. Of course, Charlie was a beaming bright star that Y/N could never ignore, she had truly affected his life. Y/N was about to give up when he felt slight warmth on his face. He looked to his right to see a faint doorway with a warm orange light seeping through into the abyss. Y/N smiled and started pulling on the chain as fast as he could, quickly approaching the door. After a couple good tugs, he was only six feet away from the door. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

'Please bring me back' he thought, before preforming one last tug and going through the doorway.

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In Hell, in Charlie's room sat on her bed was Y/N's only remnant. His broken left horn. Suddenly, it glowed white and began growing, growing something large. It went from an unidentifiable blob to a body. The white aura slowly faded as the body laid on Charlie's bed, not quite awake yet. The body's eyes instantly opened and the body jerked up.

"No..." the body breathed, and was shocked at the feeling of their own breath. The body looked up and the mirror and was shocked. He was back. Y/N was back in his body, well not his original body, but he was back. He had been reborn, and with that, a calm smile appeared as the relief of being truly dead going away.