(Hello again, my fellow degenerates! I'm surprised we got a 100 reads, considering I just joined a few days ago because I didn't see any other good fanfics, so I tried to do it myself. Anyhow, Feel free to give me any feedback, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!)
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3rd Person POV
Hell, Imp City.
"Out the way, fuckers!" Yelled a lady imp, who was driving recklessly on the road.[-:-] Blitza, The Founder of I.M.P. [-:-]
One of the front passengers were a hellhound who was scrolling through her phone.
[-:-] Loona, The Receptionist of I.M.P. [-:-]
Meanwhile, the back row were having a shaky ride.
"Quit making a ruckus back there, you two!" Said Blitza, as one of the passengers were getting ticked off by her. "Ruckus?! You're the one that almost ran over a family of three, Blitz!" Yelled another female imp with white hair.
[-:-] Moxxie, Assassin of I.M.P. [-:-]
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The Saint
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