A young man Only born with the name "SJ" was born with nothing-not even a Actual name. Abandoned on the steps of a worn-down orphanage as an infant, the only thing left with him was a tiny pentagram necklace hung around his neck. No one knew where he came from... but everyone quickly learned he was trouble. Growing up, the world never showed SJ kindness. Bullied, beaten, and pushed aside, he learned fast that the only way to survive was to fight back harder. By thirteen, he'd slipped into a life of crime. By twenty, he was feared. And he ruled-rising from street rat to one of the most notorious gang-banger kingpins in the human world. Luxury penthouses, drugs, parties, power-SJ had it all, and he protected it with an iron fist. But even kings fall. During a wild, chaotic party, a home invasion shattered everything. SJ fought to the bitter end... but bullets don't care about reputations. As he bled out on his marble floors, he thought his story was over. But fate-and that mysterious pentagram necklace-had other plans. When SJ opened his eyes, he wasn't in a morgue. He wasn't in Heaven. He wasn't even dead in the way he expected. He was in Hell. Not as a demon. Not as a sinner condemned to torture. But something far more dangerous-and far more interesting. A living human. The first and only human Hell has ever seen. Now SJ must carve a new place for himself in the bizarre, chaotic world of Hell-caught between Hellborn demons, Sinners from every era, and the unpredictable schemes of places like Hazbin Hotel and the I.M.P crew. Some demons want to use him. Others want to kill him. And a few might even want to help him. But SJ has survived worse than Hell. This time, he intends to rise even higher. A gritty, emotional, and darkly comedic dive into the Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss universe-following the rise, fall, and rebirth of a man too stubborn to stay dead.

Y/N L/N was a nobody to most of the world-just a quiet twenty-something whose life revolved around pixels, power-ups, and glowing screens. From antique arcade cabinets to VR rigs, from retro handhelds to bleeding-edge consoles, he had played every game ever made. Online or offline. Single-player or competitive. On PC, XBOX, PlayStation, VR, mobile-you name it, he mastered it. But while he conquered digital worlds with ease, the real one wasn't so kind. A distant, loveless family, a life that never quite fit... in the end, his games were the only place he felt alive. Until the day they killed him. During a violent storm, a lightning bolt struck the power box outside his home. Electricity surged through his room, frying consoles, screens-and Y/N himself. In the flash of light and final static crackle, everything went dark. Game over. ...Or so it seemed. Y/N wakes up in Hell, reborn as a sinner-and discovers something impossible: the infernal energy that remade him also fused with his lifelong obsession. Now he possesses video game powers of every kind. Inventory screens. Power-ups. Stats. Abilities from genres that shouldn't coexist. Reality itself responds to him like a glitching open-world RPG. In a realm ruled by demons, chaos, and carnage, Y/N becomes something new. The Game Master. From boss battles with Overlords to co-op quests with unexpected allies-and more than a few pixel-breaking exploits-Y/N begins his new afterlife one game at a time. But Hell's no casual playthrough... and every power comes with consequences. Respawned in a world that shouldn't exist, Y/N is about to discover that even in Hell, every player has a story. And his is only at Level One.

(Remake of: Lonely Wolf) (Chapters Edited by: CyberH0und3) He should have died on reach... But he didn't. He found himself on a beach of a world that is familiar yet so alien. Where he was given something not many can get. A second chance. A new start, but carrying old scars. Some scars are more fresh than others. But he doesn't have to do it alone, not this time.

18+ Y/N's life has changed a lot over the last two years. He survived the impossible. He defeated Adam. He killed the dark villain Malideos. And at long last... he freed himself from the Iron Crown and the cursed legacy it carried. For a moment, it seems like things might finally be going his way. Hell has peace. The Hazbin Hotel still stands. His family is safe. And the scars of war, while deep, are beginning to heal. Or so he thought. Because while the battlefield is quiet, new dangers coil in the shadows. Vox is plotting something-something bigger, darker, and far more personal than before-and Y/N has no idea that the smug overlord has formed a new alliance behind his back. An alliance with a force even Vox thinks he may not be able to fully control. Meanwhile, Y/N finds himself dividing his time between the recovering Hotel and his family back at I.M.P., where his presence is needed more than ever. New bonds will be tested, old wounds will reopen, and the people he loves most will be pulled into the ripples of a storm he doesn't yet see coming. But perhaps the greatest threat of all isn't Vox... or Heaven... or Hell... Something lingers. A whisper. A presence. A faint pulse of darkness in the air around him. Because even though the Iron Crown was shattered... Curses this old don't die easily. And Y/N may soon discover that Malideos was only the beginning.

What If Harry was picked up that night by Lilith Morningstar and brought to hell when the Night James and Lilly Potter were killed by Voldemort? How would things change? Cover art made by Ashlebat on Twitter.

18+ Male human reader x harem A Few years ago when you were a baby the I-M-P Gang came to earth to kill someone but there target it would seem had a baby boy, when Millie found you she smiled at how cute you were and she takes you in despite Blitz saying he was against the idea... Now your 19 years old and still living in hell. Although being the only living human in hell full of demons, hellhounds succubuses and imps... Well that kind of makes you like a target for them... But you can take care of yourself