SOMEWHERE IN HELL...
It's been officially a week since the day you arrived at hell. After you awoken at hell, you noticed that you still had you're pistol and dagger. And still wearing the same clothes which is cleaner than you remembered. Didn't matter though. During the week, you were trying to figure out where to live and make money. You ran into demon punks who tried to rob or kill you, but you handle their asses easily. You noticed you had more power in you're punches, I guess being an demon gives you some kind of extra strength. You stole their money and bought food here which made you worried since the food looked "questionable." Glad to tell you that the food ain't bad at all, It's pretty good. For you, Hell reminds you of Nevada.
You walked in the streets of hell looking around to see any kinds of job. Luckily, you see a wall filled with posters as you looked through each of them.
Cashier? Nah.
Stocking? Eh.
Stripper? Hell no.
I.M.P.? The fuck does that mea-
Oh. It's says here...
(F/n): "'Immediate Murder Professionals'? 'Hiring professional killers.' Heh, killers eh? Seems old though. Guess I'll try this one."
You were going to call the number but then you noticed you didn't have a phone. You sigh before looking for a location on the poster. You still didn't know the streets here so you just grabbed the poster.
(F/n): "...I'll just ask around."
SOMEWHERE ELSE IN HELL...
Finally we're her- oh shit, forgot to turn off the bold shit off. Anyways, you made it to the building after asking for directions. Which didn't really go well at first. But you managed.
You head inside to and head inside the elevator as you pressed the 11th floor button. You heard a ding as the doors opens. You saw the office on you're right as you knocked.
(F/n): "Uh. Anyone here?"
You opened the door as you head inside to see a couch on the left with a table. Then to you're right, a grey hellhound goth looking girl sitting behind a desk. She might be the receptionist or something. She looked up at you from her phone as she raised a brow.
Hellhound: "need something?"
(F/n): "I'm wondering if I could speak to the boss here? Wanted to see if I could work here."
Hellhound: "yeeeah he's not here right now."
She looks back at her phone.
Hellhound: "buuut, they were talking about going to 'Loo Loo Land' as security guards or some shit. You'll find him there."
(F/n): "...The hell is a Loo Loo lan- actually, doesn't matter. You know where the place is at?"
Hellhound: "I do."
(F/n) looks at the name plate on the desk as it reads "Loona"
(F/n): "Loona huh? Well, names (F/n). Guess I'll see you later."
Loona: "sure I guess."
SOMEWHERE IN LOO LOO LAND...
(F/n): "Well the fucking place is durning down"
(F/n) stood in front of a circus with green flames everywhere. You rushed inside as you see everyone running away or being burnt alive. You looked ahead as you see a jester looking robot walking to an demon that was wearing a suit.
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Helluva Madness in Hell (Helluva Boss X Madness Combat male reader story)
Fanfiction(F/n) was born in Nevada. Which is dangerous, chaotic, and filled with corrupt people and murderers. It is madness. (F/n) was forced to learn how to kill to survive. One day, he conveniently met up with Hank, who was fighting against Jebus. Shortly...
