<Prologue>
You sighed as you lay down on your bed, exhausted after your interview with such dumbass imps for a job to live as you were scrolling down through your social media on your phone. Your (s/c) tail swinging around as your half-lidded tired (e/c) eyes stares at the phone that glows in your dark room.
After putting the imps twins you randomly adopted from the street to sleep. It was tiring especially after dealing with your tiresome interview. It was all a mess but at least you get hired.
It's a company that you had to work with the lowest rank of the Hell Society, three imps and a hellhound. But meh, at least you get a job.
And then, something caught your attention on your phone. It's a username on your screen with the name "Maskerman_0909" with a profile picture of one of the infamous Overlords, Sinnest the Masker.
You were interested. A Overlords text you a private message? But didn't that Sinnest peeps die in the 19th century? You were thinking it's about some disturbing things but turns out. They said that they want to be your... Friend?
Weird, but you're very intrigued.
A
nd so after that.
You're always chatted with them. Which you still thought they were a fake or pretend account of Sinnest. But chatting with them actually makes you feel less tired than usual for some reasons.
To the fact they actually listens to your vent and stuff. Or even gives you some advices.
Damn, it's actually rare to find someone like them in hell. But you're glad you found some...
And on the other side..
< 3rd perosn pov >
Sinn, staring at the phone as they were chatting with someone with the username of "(Y/m/u)".
After getting gifted by one of their descendants' with a mobile phone. They had gotten attached to it, especially to this person which is their first ever online friend. And they can't help but feel curious about who they were talking to, the person only posts a few videos about some burning buildings, but never really shows their face even in their profile picture..
(Y/m/u) = Your media username
They can't help but want to ask them out one day, intrigued and excited to see this person that is chatting with them throughout the screen.
<ends>
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FanfictionYou, are a sinner in Hell. You are currently working in a company named I.M.P, aka "Immediate Murder Professional". And your co-worker including your boss are imps and hellhound. But they're not the Main Character in your OWN story.... Until you en...
