It's a kind of magic. (Loona x Male Reader)

Is this Hell?

A scream is heard through the deep red skies of Hell.

Several actually, but that scream was Y/N, an Imp that-

What? He's not an Imp? What do you mean he's a human?

No no, we talked about this, we want him to be an imp so he can- Christ, listen to me!

Alright then, fuck you and let me put that Y/N is an imp.

Ahem

What do you mean "imps are small as fuck"?

They're 4 feet tall?

Fine, we'll go with the goddamn basic human.

Y/N, an human that got thrown into hell by a familiar face... Lucifer, King of Hell itself.

Again? What do you mean it's not Lucifer?

Dosen't Lucifer itself throw people into Hell?

Sorry, are we doing the normal hell or the Dante-sque one?

Oh, Oh alright.

Ahem.

Y/N woke up, filled by darkness and the screams of the damned.

"Welcome to hell, sinner." Surrounded by thick fog, he couldn't figure out who just welcomed him to his eternal damnation.

Suddenly, a loud leafblower blasts at Y/N, sending the fog directly at him.

???: "This always happens when someone's new here, always this thick fog..."

Y/N: "Yeah, thank you for the fog pointed directly at me... And who are you?" I said, still coughing in between phrases.

"Charon, duh." The old man with a beard said.

"Alright, Charon, am I dead?"

Charon paused a second, looking at you.

Charon: "I don't know if you're fucking retarded or you're trying to be funny. You're in hell, you fucking died."

Woah there, why so heavy on the insults?

"Sorry, I just tought-"

Charon: "I don't think you do. Follow me, we'll get you situated to your ring." He said, while walking to a wooden boat.

Charon: "Since you're new in hell, we'll be passing all of the hell rings and go straight to the Town Hall so we can get you and your human ass registered on the crimes and sins you did."

Y/N: "Oh boy."

Charon: "There's no mom to hold your hand here and help you, you gotta do this shit yourself."

Y/N: "My mum's dead."

Charon: "Orphan?"

Y/N: "By choice, I killed her in self defense after she tried stabbing me with a knife."

Charon: "Wow, what an hardcore origin story, totally never heard before, is your name Bruce Wayne by any chance?"

Y/N: "Really funny. When are we getting to the Town Hall?"

Charon: "Give it some time, you impatient fuck. This shitty boat isn't exactly a speedboat."

Y/N: "What? Did daddy Lucifer not give you enough money to afford one?"

"No, it's because your mother was too fat and sunk my goddamn speedboat I had when I got that promotion!" Said Charon, with an half-sarcastic, half-venomous speak.

Y/N slouched back on the boat and flipped off Charon, waiting to be delivered to the whatever ring of hell he was in.

Charon: "Hey, dumbass, we are here."