Y/N walked into an office with Alastor and Spamton looking around until he spotted a receptionist desk with a female hellhound behind it looking at her phone.
Y/N walks up to the desk "Hello there, my name is Y/N. I'm here to see someone named Blitz?" asks Y/N as he looks at the hellhound who never looks up from their phone, then the hellhound yells behind her "SOMEONE'S HERE FOR YOU BLITZ!" and suddenly the door behind her slams open and an imp comes out.
The imp looks at them and immediately begins to introduce himself "Hi My name is Blitzø and the O is silent! So what do ya need huh? You need someone in the living world killed off?" Y/N looks at the imp "My name's Y/N and these are my friends Spamton and Alastor. We're here on behalf of Stolas." Y/N states to which Blitzø immediately gains a face of grimace. "UGHHH... What does that weirdo want now?" Blitzø says in annoyance. "Well... It's not something he wants... It's something I want." Y/N says in a serious tone. "And what do you want?" Blitzø asks curiously. "I want to go to the living world." Y/N states with Determination.
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The Salesman of Hell [Spamton x Hazbin Hotel]
Non-FictionTHIS IS THE SEQUEL TO REMNANT"S [[BIG SHOT]]!!! After being defeated by Team RWBY Spamton finds himself in Hell and with nowhere else to turn decides to go to a certain hotel.