- Carmilla Carmine's building -
(3rd POV)
We can see Alastor, Valentin, Vox, Zestial, R Rosie,The Eldritches, Zeeze, Click clak, and lastly Carmilla Carmine.
"Welcome, Hell's sovereign Overlords. I've invited you all here because you represent the controlling powers of our city," Carmilla said as she then looked at click click, "Are those two not joining again?" She asked as the Horologium from Fairy Tail-looking overlord.
"Nah, not today, he says," Click clak said as Carmilla Carmine nodded.
- The B.B.C -
(3rd POV)
A vibrant bar with dim lighting and upbeat music, With Patrons enjoying a variety of trendy drinks and socializing amidst lively conversations and occasional bursts of laughter.
"Hah! I have a high card, fucker," a demon said as another one was grumbling.
"Welcome, sir, The usual?" The barkeeper said as the demons quickly paused for a moment and went back to what they were doing. "Give me a mojito and two bottles of ketchup," Gillish said as he sat down on one of the available chairs.
- The Valinto's Limousine -
(3rd POV)
"AAGG!" Vox shouted as he drank a dirt martini, "Why are those two even overlords, it's NOT EVEN A FUCKING TECHNICALITY, AT THIS POINT, STUPID SHITS!" He shouted as he chugged in another dirt martini. "Now, now, Vox my darling, I'm sure if they became an overlord with a little bit of 'this'," Valentino said as he moved his arms and •Censored by Bezel•.
- The B.B.C -
"So...How is business?" Gillish asked as he chugged his 30th Mojito, "OH, THAT'S IT, YOU MOTHER FUCKER!" A demon from outside of the bar shouted as bullets and some guts and brain matter entered the bar, "*Sigh*, Nevermind, This turf has more hooligan than a rainbow has colors," Bezel said as he stood up from his chair and went outside the bar, as some of his guts hit Gillish's drink.
- A Part Of Pentagon City -
"SHIT! WE SHOT BEZEL'S BAR," a shark-looking demon said, "What are the chances that he's not there?" another said but before they could drive out of here the shark demon form gradually shifted and transformed, its sleek body elongating into a cylindrical shape. Its sort of dorsal fin twisted into two hands, while its tail curls into a pendulum. Its skin takes on a metallic sheen, resembling the casing of a clock, with intricate patterns forming the clock face. Finally, its sharp teeth merge into numbers, completing the eerie transformation into a shark-themed timepiece.
"Well, too bad, You can't get the second option," the figure said, its presence suffocating the air with an oppressive weight. Its clock-shaped head looms ominously, each tick of its hands echoing like a death knell in the stillness. Clad in a tuxedo that seems to swallow the light around it, it moves with an unnatural grace, each step sending shivers down the spine of the shooters. The hollow eyes of the clock fixate on its prey, devoid of mercy or remorse, instilling a primal fear that grips the soul and refuses to let go. As it draws nearer, a suffocating dread settles upon the unsuspecting, for in the presence of this enigmatic figure, there is no escape from the impending doom it heralds.
"Well since you shot my bar, You have two choices," Gillish said as he warped reality to create two boxes on the ground, "Join my little group of hooligans," He said pointing towards the clock, "Or become one of these things," Gillish finished saying as a box opened by itself within it a demon's head and body undergo a switcheroo, reminiscent of cartoon antics. His head, adorned with menacing horns and glowing eyes, now finds itself atop a disproportionated body, with limbs too short or too long, resembling a caricature. Meanwhile, his once formidable body is left with the awkward burden of his demonic visage. As the demon attempts to make sense of this absurd transformation, the gang for fishy mafia gulped.
- Bezel's Bar Clockwork, A.K.A, B.B.C -
(3rd POV)
The bar went silent as Gillish entered the bar with multiple walking and moving clocks, "Now, my dear mischievous maker, go help the bar in what you can, and I might turn you back to normal~," Gillish said as a happy tune played. The clock immediately went to work.
"So, Barkeep I want two margaritas and two ketchup on the go please!" Gillish said happily as if nothing had happened before, "Of course, sir," the imp barkeep said.
- Two Minutes Later -
- Pentagon City -
We can see Gillish walking down a street with a skip in his step as he is suddenly reported inside his and 'dandies' house, "LOOK WHAT I BOUGHT TONIGHT!" Gillish said happily as Dandy teleported to the side of Gillish and quickly grabbed the ketchup. He then teleported to the kitchen, "I'll be making lunch tonight," Dandy said, to which Gillish just went to the couch, grabbed a margarita, and chugged it, surprisingly not leaving any liquid, •heh,• on the floor.
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and also gillish is his 'hell name' but since he can warp reality to uknown degrees i decided that fuck it he can change his name to bezel,know.
thank you chatgpt and grammarly for this chapter.
and since no one replied i suppose i shall name our mc dandy.
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