Yandere Helltaker Harem x Shy Male Demonophobic Reader

Prologue(Welcome to the Neighborhood)

Bio:

Your name is Y/N L/N. Age 25. You have a slightly muscular build, light skin, and sport a comb over like hairstyle(a bit similar to the Helltaker guy's hairstyle). You wear a blue short sleeved collard shirt, white suspenders, a white bow tie and grey pants. You've been a Database Administrator for 2 years and never made a huge mistake once. You've made some mistakes in your job, but manage to fix them. Due to the passing of your wealthy uncle, his inheritance has been passed directly to you. However, you decided to use the inheritance wisely rather than spending all the money on useless crap like your uncle always had. You just moved into the new neighborhood with really nice house getting your stuff settled in.

Author's note: Fun Fact; Database Administrator is my actual career goal.

Y/N: Boy, What a lovely neighborhood this is. Good thing I used some of my uncle's inheritance to buy this lovely new house. Time to get my furniture and stuff settled in.

(As you and the worker got all of your furniture and stuff settled in completely, you gave your move in workers pay checks, thanked them and the workers drove off in their moving truck. As you were about to walk back into your newly bought house, you noticed a pentagram on your next door neighbor's roof.)

Y/N: What the😨!? Is, is that a freaking pentagram on the roof!?. . . *Gulps*. Welp. . . . I really hope my next door neighbor isn't a cult leader or anything, summoning. . . . Demons😰. Ugghhhhh! Just thinking about it gives me chills😨😬.

(As you walked into your house, you sat on a couch to relax.)

Y/N: *sighs* A whatever. Can't wait to start my new life😁.

Meanwhile, Helltaker Guy's POV:

I was just making some pancakes until I looked through my window and noticed a really young man that just moved in.

Helltaker Guy: Would you look at that, we have our selves a new neighbor. I should go greet him.

Meanwhile at your house:

Y/N: . . . . I wonder is there a bar nearby.

(*Doorbell rings*)

Y/N: Who could that be?

(You went to open the door and see a tall muscular man wearing black shades,  a white suit and a red collard shirt, holding a plate full of pancakes.)

Y/N: *Opens door* Oh, hello.

Helltaker Guy: Hi there! Welcome to the neighborhood😎!

Y/N: Oh hi! I'm guessing your my next door neighbor on my left.

Helltaker Guy: That's correct. My name is Hank, Hank Armstrong. Sometimes my friends call me Hank the Helltaker.

Author's Note: Well, he maybe a different name to others, but to me, he kinda looks like a Hank, so I call him Hank.

Y/N: That's kinda odd🤨. Oh and my name is Y/N, Y/N L/N.

(You both shook each others hands)

Y/N: Also, are those crepes?

Hank: yeah, but these are my version of pancakes.

Y/N: I see

Hank: Mind if I come in?

Y/N: Sure come in

(As Hank came into your house, you and Hank both went to the kitchen.)

Y/N: Is it alright if I drizzle some syrup on your pancakes? I always like to eat pancakes with maple syrup.

Hank: Sure! By all means🙂.