Y/N is a party girl who finds herself in Hell after meeting an untimely fate in a car accident. Now in Hell, Y/N lives the rest of her afterlife partying without a care in the world, but what happens when this party girl catches the attention of som...
In the chaotic streets of Pentagram City, Y/N, a once vibrant party girl, could be seen sitting in a dark alleyway, her back against a cold brick wall.
Y/N's eyes, clouded by guilt, stared into the abyss of her own memories, haunted by the night she took the life of not only herself, but her best friend in a car crash caused by her own stupid decision to drive home drunk from a party.
The sound of footsteps would soon catch her attention, as a tall figure in red emerged from the shadows of the dark alley with a devilish smile. Following the figure in red was another demon with the appearance of a cat.
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???: "Well, well, what do we have here?"
Y/N: "Who... who are you"
Y/N stammered, startled by the sudden appearance of the two demons.
???: "Name's Alastor, and this here is Husker. I couldn't help but notice that awful frown on your face"
Y/N: "You'd be frowning too if you did what I did"
Y/N said with sadness in her voice.
Alastor: "Well whatever you did it surely doesn't deserve to keep a smile off your pretty little face. Perhaps I could help"
Y/N: "I doubt you'd be able to help"
Alastor: "You'd be surprised at the things I'm capable of, my dear. I could alleviate your suffering, make whatever haunts you vanish like a distant melody. All at a small cost"
Y/N, desperate for a release from her guilt, hesitated but eventually asked,
Y/N: "What kind of cost?"
Alastor: "Nothing big, really. Just that if and when I call on you for a favor, you'll be obligated to answer"
Y/N would take a moment to think about the offer. She had no reason to trust the demon before her. Then again, she had no reason not to, and she was desperate to be released from her guilt.
Y/N: "Well, it's not like I have anything to lose..."
Alastor: "So it's a deal then?"
Alastor asked, leaning down as he held his hand out towards Y/N. The dark alleyway is lit up by a green aura that surrounds Alastor.
Y/N: "Um, sure, I guess?"
Y/N reaches out and shakes Alastor's hand. After sealing the deal with a firm handshake, a surge of vibrant green energy enveloped Y/N, momentarily blinding her. When her vision cleared, she found herself standing in a lavish penthouse bathed in hues of (favorite color) and (second favorite color).
Confused but intrigued, Y/N glanced down to discover herself adorned in a new dress. The transformation of her surroundings left her breathless, as if she had stepped into another realm entirely.
As she explored the penthouse, she stumbled upon a recording studio, and in the center of the studio a sleek control panel and a chair could be seen.
In the chair, Y/N discovered her old diary from when she was alive, laid open. Its weathered pages spoke of dreams and aspirations, particularly a fervent desire to be a famous singer.
Y/N, with a mix of astonishment and confusion, couldn't help but think about the mysterious demon in red who had orchestrated this surreal transformation. Questions swirled in her mind as she hesitantly sat down, noticing a microphone poised before her.
With a deep breath, Y/N realized that this penthouse and the recording studio were now her stage, and her escape from her guilt. The mystery of Alastor and the circumstances surrounding her newfound opportunity echoed in the studio's silence, leaving her with an uncanny blend of excitement and trepidation as she prepared to embrace her new life in Hell.
Outside the extravagant penthouse, Alastor and Husk observed the transformation that had been orchestrated for Y/N.
Husk: "Quite the place you've gifted her, Alastor. A little over the top, don't you think?"
Alastor, his signature grin intact, chuckled.
Alastor: "Generosity, my dear Husker, is just another shade of entertainment. Besides, a broken soul needs an extravagant stage to perform upon"
Husk raised an eyebrow.
Husk: "Why go through all this trouble, though? What's in it for you?"
Alastor: "Oh, Husker, it's quite simple. The girl is broken beyond repair. Damage like that will make anyone desperate for an escape. I've merely given her a way to distract herself from whatever haunts her, and in return, I get her soul"
Husk: "You're evil, y'know that"
Alastor's grin widened.
Alastor: "Flattery won't loosen your leash, my dear Husker"
Alastor said, pinching Husk's cheek. Husk would growl, and the two demons disappeared into the chaos that is Pentagram City.
