After an assassination on his girlfriend, which also resulted his death, Y/N roams hell searching for her. All while he discovers his sinner powers deriving from his place of death.
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Okay. I need to get myself together. Vox did what I asked, so now I owe him. A soul binding deal. I'm glad I didn't give him my soul. I need to learn more about my powers. For now, I need to find a place to stay, and then I need to find out more of this world.
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Despite the Money Rosie had given him, many of the hotels and motels were way too expensive. Some catered to Hellborn only.
Finally, he stumbled upon a hotel secluded from the rest. It looked newly built, and was on a hill.
Y/N: The happy hotel? Let's see how expensive you are.
He walked up the hill. There was no sigh to knock, but he did so anyways. A rather humanoid looking demon answered the door.
???: Hello?
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Y/N: Um, Hi.
???: Are you here to be redeemed??
Y/N: Redeemed? I thought this was a hotel.
???: It is! We redeemed sinners here to get into heaven! Come in. Come in!
She opens the door and ushers him inside. They were in a lobby. The decorations were decent, but it was a ghost town.
Charlie: I'm Charlie! Let's get you a room!
As they walked, she explained her hotel in more detail. The entire concept of redemption, and her dream of stopping the exterminations.
Y/N: What are the exterminations?
Charlie: Oh! You must be new to Hell.
Charlie: Once a year, exorcists come down from Heaven to kill as many sinners as possible.
Y/N: Is that what the giant clock at the center of the city represents?
Charlie: Yep. Here's your room!
She opened the door for him, and he entered his new room. It was mostly empty. A decent bed sat in the corner. A dresser and desk were on the opposite side of the room. A closet door was between the desk and dresser.
Y/N: Thank you, Charlie.
Charlie: Of course! Let me know if you need anything!
Charlie took her leave, going elsewhere in the hotel.
Y/N: Okay, I've got a place to live. Charlie didn't mention anything about paying either.
Y/N: I should go shopping. Rosie did give me some money.
He leaves his room after some decoration ideas and goes to the lobby, meeting a new face.
???: Who're you?
Y/N: Uh, I'm Y/N. Who're you?
Vaggie: I'm Vaggie. Did Charlie let you in?
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Y/N: Yeah. Said something about redemption. I'm going out shopping for some things.
Vaggie: Okay, I'll let Charlie know.
Only minutes after he leaves, Charlie appears in the lobby with a bunch of papers and a big smile.
Charlie: Y/N's gonna love these lessons!
Vaggie: *Grabbing Charlie's shoulder to stop her* he just left to go shopping.
Y/N Spent the afternoon running around different shops. He bought clothes, some decor, and some other items. By the end of his shopping spree, he had several bags to carry. He started his way back to the hotel.
???: Quite the haul you got there.
Y/N stopped walking. He could feel several pairs of eyes on him.
Random Demon: Looks like you've got some expensive stuff.
Random Demon 2: A shame you won't make it home with it.
Y/N: You know what? I've been meaning to test my powers.
His hand goes to his pocket, and he grips a throwing knife he bought. The first demon moves, and Y/N throws the knife straight into his head, killing them on the spot.
More converge onto him. Y/N, seeking a way out, looks to the soul of the demon he killed. As more demons dog pile onto him, Y/N grips the soul and fades away.
He becomes ghostly, and fazes out of the pile. He then turns solid again.
Y/N: Holy shit! I can fade?
With renewed confidence, Y/N charged forward, bearing his claws. The demons were struggling to get up from the pile, a situation he decided to take advantage of.
He clawed a demons throat out, and grabbed the weapon from them. He used the sword he stole and slashed the pile of demons. Soul after soul began to appear above the pile.
Some demons escaped the pile, and regained their footing.
Random Demon 3: You bastard!
The demon swung with his own sword, which Y/N parried. Y/n gripped a soul and faded, going behind the demon and thrusting his sword into his chest. The rest of the demons ran off?
Y/N: Thanks for the sword I guess?
Y/N grabbed his throwing knife from the demon corpse, and slid it back into his pocket. His new clothes were soaked in blood. Even the clothes in the bags were covered.
Y/N: Great. My clothes are soaked, and I've got a bunch of souls here.
He gripped another soul, and healed his wounds.
Y/N: I wonder...
He imagined grabbing the souls, and storing them. The souls floated towards him, and wrapped around his torso. They faded into him and and turned invisible.
Y/N: That, feels odd. Like a thin coat is wrapped around me. I wonder if I can use these souls later?
He grabbed his bags and resumed walking to the hotel.
Y/N walked into the lobby. Vaggie and Charlie were on the couch chatting, when they saw him.
Charlie: What happened!? *Bolts towards him from the couch*
Vaggie: You good?
Y/N: *Sets his bags down* I'm fine Charlie. I can heal myself.
Charlie: You're covered in blood!
Y/N: Not my blood, Charlie.
Vaggie: That's, impressive?
Y/N: do you two know how to get blood stains out of fabric by chance?
