A light and a void ( Lute x sinner reader)

Part 5: A new start

No one's pov:

You didn't know exactly how long you were out but you knew that it wasn't for too long when someone shook you awake with such ruthlesness, like you were some ragdoll
" Wake up, sloth!"
A familiar voice spoke upon you, making you shriek in suprise and fell out of bed with half of your chest exposing

Oh no..........

You groaned at the fall but soon you rubbed your eyes and your vision cleared after just a moments and you could see what was happening right now

You glanced up to see that it was your grumpy, old landlord and his two bodyguards in their fine-ass ironed leather coats that made them look more like the drug dealers on the streets

Your landlord had his arms crossed and he sneered down at you with his goldentooth shimmering at the morning light as his bodyguards chuckled while throwing your bag at you.

You were still so confused and were honestly too tired to even bother with them right now as you just got out of bed
" What's happening?"
You asked while covering your almost exposed chest with your plain cover in a panic

" Pack up your belongings, we're throwing you out!"
He demanded, spitting in your face

Your eyes widen......
" W-what..?"
You asked in disbelive but the men just shrugged

You trembled as you stood up in a panic despite your head feeling like it spinned at this moment
N-no you can't do that?!"

The landlord twirled his fingers together
" Your chances are up.Now, we can either do this the easy way.."
His smirk grew wider as he looked over his shoulder and snapped his fingers, signal one of the bodyguards to pull out a knife so big and sharp that it made your blood run cold and your puplils shrunk

" Or we can do this the hard way."
He finnished
" The choice is yours"

Your head was spinning in worry. You didn't want to end up on the streets again.

There has been many times where you had so little money that you had to sleep under a bridge here in Hell and you didn't want that to happen again cause you were aware of the dangers of living on the streets in hell, especially if you died in your early 20s like yourself

They're so many gangs so search the streets At night after defensless demons who they can torture in the worst way they can but at the same time you knew deep down in your chest that you didn't have a choicr by looking at that knife in the bodyguards hand so you lowerd your head and managed to speak up
" Fine, i'll be out of here in 30 mins "

The landlord nodded in satisfaction and grabbed wickedly

Timeskip~

You wrinkled another News paper in frustration and threw it on the ground. You stomped on it aggresivly before pinching the bridge of your nose in frustration, desperatly trying to collect your thoughts and come to a solution to this situation

Sitting down on a hard bench you held your green, stiched-up bag close to your chest, refusing to let go as if you took your eyes off it for one seacond it would be gone the next. Oh what the hell, ofcourse it would!

You didn't have many belongings in that old thing, just some clothes, a toothbrush , toothpaste and other necessary possesions to survive

But now you were more focused in finding any shelter and job right now cause you didn't wanna sleep under a bridge again but despite the hard effort you put in you couldn't find anything

Not a single cheap hotel, no job application, nothing!

But that wasn't even the worse part cause you've just found out that the next extermination is happening sooner than ever before by demons all over Hell panicing and fighting over food, shelter, loved ones and terrotory