(Y/N) gets bored and plays Helltaker, He likes it and decides to go on his own demon adventure
(Y/N)'s past, present and future will come to haunt him from his not so happy life
(Y/N) is a man of many mysteries and having a heart full of love he...
I know I'm late for the anniversary, shut the fuck up.
Just to let you know, this chapter isn't cannon. As in, this chapter CAN be cannon, but then I'd have to write Loremaster into the story, which has a different ending from what I planned.
But if people like it enough, I'll write her into the main stroy I planned as well as the ending. Let me know at the end notes.
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You put on a fresh pair of clothes as you exited your room. Walking down the stairs, you saw the girls doing their usual thing. Zdrada smoking, Malina drinking, Lucifer baking and Judgement playing with Justice. Looks like getting a console wasn't such a bad idea. Crossing your arms, you watched with a smile as you saw them duke it out in MK11.
You: "Having fun?"
You asked the two.
Justice: "Yup."
Judgement: "Yes."
Azazel: "(Y/N). Can I get your opinion?"
Turning around, you said.
You: "Sure, what is it-"
You stopped yourself as you saw Aazel.
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You: "What the fuck?"
Azazel: "Is something wrong?"
You: "Since when did you wear leather?"
Azazel smiled.
Azazel: "I found this in your closet. Sorry if I made you mad."
You shook your head.
You: "Nah, it's good. Just surprised. It looks good on you."
Azazel blushed.
You: "You know who's clothes are those, right?"
Azazel: "Yours?"
You: "Alex Marcer's. Also know as Blacklight. You're wearing the clothes of a living virus."
Azazel froze.
Azazel: "Excuse me?"
You: "Alex Mercer was infected by a virus called Blacklight. It turned his body into that, Blacklight. Because of this, he could do things like consume living things and sprout claws. His clothes were made of blacklight too."
Azazel: ".....So, you're saying that I'm wearing a living virus....."
She said, somewhat fearful. You shook your head.
You: "No. These are normal clothes."
Azazel sighed out in relief.
You: "At least I think they are. Regardless, they won't eat you alive."
