Reborn in the Universe of Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss

Job II

"Listen, you're new here so let me give you a heads up."

"Okay."

"Well first of all, you cannot die."

'Already know this.'

"Okay."

"Wait wait, what I meant to say is sinners cannot die, we cannot die, so the one you stole your clothes from probably would probably get back at you, but judging that you can kill him without even seeing him he's probably a nobody."

"Probably."

"Secondly, killing sinners is trivial because we're immortal unless of course they're affiliated with an Overlord which are just strong sinners, but killing a Hellborn which are the natives of Hell is controversial because unlike us, they're not immortal and can die of old age and shit. Most imps formed a gang or group whatever you wanna call it and gangs up on sinners who killed their members or their kind. But most of imps would ignore if they see their kind getting killed, except of course, if they have a bonding with that imp."

"So basically like a police?"

"Close, there are bad imp gangs and good imp gangs, bad imp gangs most if not all  transports drugs, weapon and shit, they usually don't care if their kind dies they just care for the money, mostly affiliated to another gang or an Overlord. On the other hand good imp gangs wander around and writes down sinners who killed their kind to kidnap them."

"Why?"

"To lock them up then cut their body parts to sell it to cannibal restaurants then wait for them to regenerate again or straight up just sell them."

"Sinner trafficking?"

"Sort of."

"Do they have enemies?"

"No, they only kidnap sinners with no affiliations to anything. Once you're cornered by imps there's no escaping from their large numbers."

"That's kind of smart of them, I suppose. Do imp gang battles happen?"

"It happens, I mean... we kind of do the same to them too... Earth and Hell's very identical, the only biggest difference is every year there's fucking Angels coming here to commit genocide and this is a paradise for criminals."

Finn's eyes went wide and acted surprised.

"Angels?"

"It's not the same angels you're thinking of right now. They come here with an angelic weapons and it's the only thing that can kill us."

"Hmmm... well If they don't do it, Hell would be full of sinners I guess."

"... You're really... really smart..."

"..."

"But those are common senses here except maybe the second one."

"I appreciate it."

"Would you care for a drink? Club's opening in about 2 hours we can just wait till then and just converse." The bartender said pushing the glass of cognac with ice cubes close to Finn on the table.

'Ice cubes exist here?'

"Sure."

"Sit."

"So, how'd you end up in Hell?" Finn said drinking the cognac then sitting.

'Tastes similar to Earth's cognac.'

"Remember what I said about my daughter?"

"Yeah, she overdosed on cocaine."