'So, this is what hell looks like? I thought it would be more torturey or something like that.'
I thought to myself as I walked around my new home. In case you didn't know, my name is (Y/n) (L/n) and I'm dead, hence me being in hell. But how did I die, well its simple, I got hit by a drunk driver. Honestly I thought I would die of old age or something like that, but can't really change it, so there's no big deal in worrying about it.
My life in the overworld was pretty boring. You know, dad forgetting the milk, mom getting a late abortion and surprising me by dropping me off at the orphanage on my birthday, the whole shebang. Unfortunately, she dropped me off at the shittier one, in downtown. Crime city is essentially where it was, drugs, murder, everything you can think of that's on the streets, is where I lived. So growing up, I did what I thought would keep me safe, joining a gang. The froggy frogs to be exact. I know its a stupid name, but don't you dare say that in front of one of the more hardcore members. I remember one time that some random passerby did and he wasn't seen ever again.
Anyway, growing up in a gang taught me how to survive, something that I took to the grave, and beyond, if you catch my drift. So now, I'm essentially a contract killer, getting payed to kill folks or demons that my contracter wants dead. Being a frog demon kind of helps though, as I'm extremely fast and can kill before my target notices me.
As I'm walking back to my shitty apartment, I stop at the nearest town to get grocieries. While shopping, I noticed an ad for the princess's new hotel idea. Honestly it's not a bad idea, its just that you can't force people to change. As I'm thinking about her idea, a new ad comes up.
'I think I just found my new job' I think to myself as I run to my apartment to drop off my groceries and to grab my gear.
(Timeskip)
It took a little bit, but I made it to the building. The outside itself looks like a building with horns on it. Fitting I guess because it's Imp City. As I walk in, I hop into the elevator and hit the button that looks like some shitty drawing of the company logo. Either they cut their corners on the artwork, or its just some shitty drawing. Finishing up my internal debate, I walk into what looks like a reception area where I stumble across one of the most beautiful hellhounds I've seen.
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Walking up to her desk I ask,
(Y/n): "Hey, is this I.M.P? I'm looking for a job." I say staring at her face.
She looks up from her phone as her face turns a little red, probably from my handome froggy face.
Loona: "Uh, y-yeah we're free today so you can interview. Just head inside and I'll let Blitzø know." She says.
