Hey guys!
Since I have spring break next week, I got an idea. I want to stress test myself and set a little challenge. For every single day next week, I will write a chapter for a prompt that is at the very least, 1.5K words.
However much I wanna do this, I can't really do it without any prompts, so I'll give y'all a chance. For my webnovel viewers, comment under here to send in a prompt and the ones that I find the most interesting, I will select.
For some parameters:
Smut is allowed, but it won't be very good.
Don't expect much
And this is the list of fandoms I'm in:
Steven Universe
JJK
Chainsaw Man
Danganronpa
Highschool DXD
Prolly some more, but I don't care to list them all. Just regular fiction is allowed too, like if you had an idea for a cultivation novel you wanted me to write, go ahead. This prompt culling game will continue until I get to seven I really like and begin my challenge on Monday.
Now, enjoy the show!
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I really like hugs.
I know that's a very weird phrase to begin with, but that's the honest truth. The feeling of someone against you and sharing body heat is something that I think is beautiful in a way, however, it isn't as beautiful when the two women hugging me look like they'd kill me and everyone in the apartment in a second.
Right now, Me, Niffty, and Daki were sitting on the couch with both of them grabbing each of my arms while being locked into a staring competition. I wanted to say something, but I'm high-key a bitch, so I just stayed silent until Niffty finally chimed up.
"...She's good." Niffty said, the dark aura around her dissipating in an instant as she smiled.
…What?
"What do you mean, 'I'm good', you cyclops!?" Daki shouted, looking genuinely offended while having her obi placed at Niffty's neck, however, the aforementioned sinner didn't even seem to care.
"I mean, she's your soul-contracted slave, right? You really picked her right, she's like a super weak Overlord in strength." She said flippantly, shrugging her shoulders at Daki who still seemed more than a little pissed.
"How dare you, my master doesn't see me as a slave! I am one of his most valuable assets."
"Oh yeah? What have you done in the past week, no, month, to help James in literally any way possible?"
"I…I uhh… I….FUCK YOU!" Daki said, getting up and pointing at Niffty, unfortunately falling for her ragebait. Y'know, even though this was really damn funny, I still needed to get Daki to the hotel while maybe convincing Niffty as well.
I stand up from the couch, slinging an arm over Daki's shoulder. "Well, to introduce her, this is Daki. She's special, needing literal blood and flesh to survive and having super great regeneration even when she hasn't died. Can't go out in the sun though, she gets horrible sun-burns."
Now did Daki get more than sunburns? Yeah, but I wasn't gonna completely sell out my familiar's powers and weaknesses. "I prefer not to say how I met her, but now I own her soul and supply her with flesh in exchange for her being my right-hand woman."
Daki sent Niffty a smug look and I swore I saw her eye twitch for a moment before she stood up. "So, James, why did we come here and get her in the first place?" She asked, but I was a little distracted.
You see, since I now knew how becoming an Overlord worked, was it possible to make Daki an Overlord? I mean, Niffty said she was already a very weak Overlord, so what'll happen if I try and get her some notoriety and get her stronger?
I'll definitely think about it tomorrow. With the clay bombs that can independently move, I wonder if I can manifest myself a new ability by making people believe I can summon more knights, or maybe, I can make a whole new persona.
Hell, why stop there? If my theory is correct, I can basically give Daki a whole new ability if I frame it right. Imagine if I could make her Maohoraga or something like Nemesis–
CHU~❤️
My Ramblings instantly came to a stop as I felt something soft upon my lips. I focused back on the world and saw Niffty somehow being at my face and kissing me. I looked down at her legs and saw that she was standing on hundreds of bugs as a sort of stool to reach me.
However, when I looked down at her legs, her hand gently grabbed my face and made me look at her, leaning on me and making our foreheads touch. "I don't like being ignored, James. Answer my question: Why did we get this woman?"
"B-because uh… I needed to get Daki to go to the hotel." I stammered out, folding like a damn deck of cards. She grabbed the bottom of my chin, her nails slightly digging into my skin before she kissed me one more time.
"Good boy." She said, looking me in the eyes for a few more seconds before the bugs underneath her feet disappeared, leaving her standing on the floor and already walking towards the door.
"C'mon, Daki, just follow me. James, hurry up and snap out of it." She said in a teasing tone as Daki followed her while slinging out insults at her that she just laughed off.
Man…I think I need to reconsider that fetish thing. Not only do I like really clingy girls, I also like really dominant ones, too.
…Hey wait a minute, she knew that I was sponsoring Charlie's hotel and that Daki was a contracted soul, so why did she even ask me for the reason on why we were getting her in the first place?
The sly dog wanted to tease me!
I get out of my thoughts, and rush out behind them, beginning our walk into the streets. The walk to the hotel wasn't exactly a bumpy one, but it also wasn't smooth in the slightest, with a certain incident making us a little late.
HELL 666 NEWS
"Breaking news everyone, today we have something that'll blow your fucking socks off." Katie boisterously said, looking actually happy today along with Tom. Most people on set thought that was a sign of the end of days in Hell and quit on the spot, simply walking out.
"Yes we do, folks, today we have a live interview with the Roaring Knight." Tom said enthusiastically, as he looked to the side and signaled for someone on the side to come out.
A man in pitch-black armor walked out, his strut was like he owned the place and his armor was a 1 to 1 replication of the Roaring Knight himself. "So, Mr. Knight, Hell has been dying to know about you. Do you mind if we ask you some personal questions?" Katie asked.
"...It is of no concern to me." The fake Knight replied after a moment of silence.
"Ohhhh, so mysterious. Anyway, what the people, and especially the ladies of Hell want to know is just your type in women."
"I uhhh…. I like them younger. As young as possible–"
KKKKSSSSHHHH
I didn't say a word, walking up to the display glass where we were watching the TV"s on and using fissure to break all of them. How fucking DARE that nigga make me a pedophile.
"Hey asshole, that's my fuckin TV–"
KRCH
Without even looking at him, I encased both of his arms in crystal and pinned him against the wall, walking away with Daki and Niffty without saying a word.
"...Nothing happened here."
"C'mon James, aren't you afraid you're gonna leave a bad impression on a YOUNG girl like Daki."
"N O T H I N G H A P P E N E D!"
Ignoring that small little misstep, we arrived at the hotel in a few minutes and when we got there, I remembered something. Since I'm the sponsor, I think I should give this place a little makeover since it looks… More than a little bummy.
"Both of you stand back, I got something I need to do." I say, standing in front of both of them and facing the hotel before placing my hands together. For what I'm planning to do, I need to focus as much as I can.
I took in a deep breath before quickly slamming my hands on the ground. In only seconds, crystals the size of buses snaked up the hotel, coating it in a much shiner, much blacker coat of crystal paint. At the top of the hotel, I put up a recreation of the Roaring Knight's mask to signify my sponsorship so no poor sap can just run in and get their heads busted in.
Finally, as the last little touches, I added some spikes along the top and I replaced the 'Happy' in the logo at the front with 'Hazbin". I figured that since the ticket referred to the palace as the 'hazbin hotel' that Charlie wanted that random name for some reason.
When I got finished with my little renovations, I felt a drain on my body, like I had just ran a marathon. I suppose renovating an entire hotel with crystals isn't exactly a light activity to do, who knew?
But before I could collapse, the black ticket appeared before me once again.
1x Gold Ticket: Truly make the Hazbin Hotel
Y'know, you keep saying that, but I'm not sure why this place is so damn important that it warranted a gold ticket. Hey, game is game though, give me that.
[Ripper Mode]
|Elite Ability|
Metal Gear - "Let er' rip!" Allows you to unleash all of your rage and repressed killing intent. When activated, you will enter a battle trance like state, massively increasing your perception to the point where the world looks slowed down and unlocks your latent power, allowing you to unleash 100% of your power regardless of the damage it does to your body. Overuse may cause damage to your body and it consumes energy to remain active.
Y'know, not that bad, not that bad at all. I probably need to test that out tomorrow.
I was about to turn around and make some kind of quip, but Charlie soon busted out of the door. "Knight? What's going on–" She cut herself off, looking back at her hotel now having a complete makeover.
"Charlie, Niffty, Daki… Welcome to your Hazbin Hotel!"
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THE END
I'm writing this chapter while listening to Losing Streak and it's genuinely pissing me off how good Angel Dust's voice actor is singing. Losing Streak might genuinely be my top 15 tracks of all time.
Ok BBByyyyyeeeee!!