Zane x Reader | Love in The End

Chapter 76: Hell is Home

[ I saw this one comment, bless his poor soul, dared to read 'till the end. His name is Zane so this story is probably disgustingly weird to read. I have decided to make a special chapter for him to maybe brighten up his day ( when he finally reads this chapter) For the girls, you don't have to read this twisted story. This chapter is dedicated to a poor soul, gone by the username of  Mr_Dragon_Soul . I hope you enjoy something in this chapter]

Zane's POV

In this world, this timeline, this era, everyone has a date tattooed onto their arms. It's kind of like the 'best before__' dates. It's your death date. What's my date, you might ask... It doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is what happened before.

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I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. 7:30 am it said in red letters. I groaned as I lifted myself from my bed. I shifted to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. 

" Aren't I handsome?" I laugh at my unsightly self in the mirror

Hair was in every direction, failing to gravity. I had bags under my eyes, they almost seemed sunken in. Too many restless nights I've been awake for. I've been thinking those thoughts I shouldn't have to think about.

 .......You see, I'm supposed to die tomorrow. 

Man, why aren't I at home? Hell, I mean.

I might as well spend it doing whatever I usually do. Play video games and watch anime. I mean, I don't really have anyone I could bid farewell to, other than my sister, but I already did that....

{ Time skip}

Nothing gets your blood boiling other then thinking about it running cold, rendering your body lifeless.

I lay on my bed dreading tomorrow.

{ Time Skip}

I spent my last day on Earth like I did with the rest, except I went and chatted with some close friends. 

Bye world, I guess it was nice. Where am I going to end up after this? 

I fall asleep with that one question, destined to ruin sleep.

...... I ended up in my bed. weird.

I pinched myself to check if I was still dreaming. 

The pinch felt real. huh...

I threw some clothes on and headed out the door. I went to a nearby cafe, checking if i was a ghost or something.

I walked in and the lady at the counter greeted me. So people can see me....

I ordered a drink and sat down near a window.

Why the fuck am I still alive? I looked at my wrist to see the date on my arm. I was most definitely supposed to die yesterday. I look out the window to see someone staring at me wide eyed.

The random girl walked into the cafe, ordered a drink and came towards me.

" Mind if I sit here?" She asks

" umm... sure? Why did you pick this seat out of all the other empty ones?" I ask

" I have an interesting topic to talk about with you."

".... and what's that?"

" You were supposed to die yesterday, right?"

".......maybe? Why would I trust you?"

" You see, I was supposed to die a week ago."

" oh."

" Hold up, how--" I was cut off by the waitress bring over the drinks we ordered

" thank you" I replied

" -- How are you alive??" I ask

" I could ask myself the same, you too." She takes a sip of her drink

We talk a little more, even after we finished our drinks. We headed to the park across the street.

We were sitting on a nearby bench, talking away until a shadowy figure came running up to us.

" S-Sorry I'm late. Got a busy schedule." He says to us

The man was shadowy and had a watch on his left wrist and regular looking clothes.

" Sorry to ask, but who are you?" I asked

" I'm Death, nice to meet you two. I know you're all probably wondering why you aren't dead yet. Am I right?"

" Hell fucking yeah!" The girl replied

" Weeeelllllllll, ya'see, you are supposed to be the new Satan, and the lady next to you is supposed to be Satan's new boss." The man literally made of shadow particles said to me

" Since when did Satan have a boss? Where are the previous Satan's and Satan bosses?" I demanded to know the answer

" Look, they both died in a mass murdering, okay? I had to drag my ass out there and carry their bodies to the undead. It's apart of my job." He sighed

" Where do we start?" The girl eagerly asked Death

" I'm glad someone isn't too upset by this" He looked over to me

" Fine, but quick question... Why do you look so normal? Aren't you supposed to look like some scary reaper dude with a scythe?"

We started walking into a portal that led to a flamed up hell

" Those stupid outfits? They're way to baggy and all. Not great for human weather either...."

" Anyways, Welcome Home!" Death smiled at us

" Hell really was home..."

[ I hope you guys enjoyed it. It's absolute trash, I know. I tried something different that would suit the poor dude. I only went off of imagination.... and his bio.]