Vacation For Imps

Chapter 5 - Vacation For Imps

<Aiden's Pov>

We stood in front of what seemed to be a border control booth. Inside the booth, a middle-aged Imp-hybrid Demon stood with a soulless stare.

"Name?" The Imp-Hybrid asked from the other side of the door.

"Hunter Silver" Hunter replied.

"Gender?" The border control officer asked with an apathetic tone.

"Male, of course," Hunter replied.

"Species?" The officer asked.

"Imp, I'm guessing you know" Hunter stated.

"Age?" The officer asked with a 'dead inside' tone.

"You don't want to know" Hunter replied.

"You're right, Reason for visit?" The officer asked.

Hunter looked at us in question, Grandpa signaled him something before he returned his attention to the officer.

"Vacation..." was his answer.

"Huh, You sure?" The officer asked. MetroSin wasn't exactly the kind of place you want to go vacationing in.

"Yeah" Hunter confirmed.

"Alright, then..." The officer stated. before giving Hunter a card.

"This is the Visitor Identification Card, you'll need it to do basically everything... Make sure you never lose it" The officer said before Hunter officially went inside the city.

"Next!" The officer said as he glanced at us.

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A few minutes later...

<Aiden's Pov>

I stepped into the city and took in the... scenery. Smoke veiled the sky, as the giant factories pumped out more, the city itself was quite miserable to look at, there were no aesthetics as everything here was designed for pure practicality. Even then, it looked quite rundown as everything was made as cheaply as possible with the most low-priced of materials.

Still, there was an unusual tranquility when one looked at this city. At first glance, the chaos you'd expect from a city of Hell was nowhere to be found, as everyone frantically abided by the rules, desperate not to get caught by the Droids.

A true dystopian nightmare.

"Oi! Don't just stand there! let's go!" Grandpa said as he signaled for me to follow.

"Yes, chief" I answered with my right hand raised sharply above my eyebrows as I followed him down the street.

There were many streetside businesses, and while this city was a complete dystopia, it was actually an economic paradise (for those with money) with most of the businesses here flourishing with life and profit.

Though he could see a lot of homeless people hanging around the streets, implying clear economical inequality.

Eventually, Grandpa led me to a fancy-looking building with a sign on the front, "The Devil's Garments" It was a high-end clothing store.

"Listen Aiden, I know you're easily bored, so you can just explore the city while I shop for new clothes, eh?" Grandpa said as he stared into my eyes.

What? Is this some sort of test or something?

Hunter wasn't around right now since he was looking for lodging so that we could have a place to stay at. This meant that I would have to actually be alone in this city of Hell.

A terrible idea for a child.

"Ok," I said. it would be bad for a child, which I was technically not since I died whilst I was 24.

With that said, Grandpa gave me some pocket money then entered the store and left me in the streets.

"Time to see the culinary skills of the locals..." I muttered excitedly as I licked my fangs.

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<Howl's Pov>

"Nana! I got the ingredients you asked for!" I said excitedly to Big Sis.

"Really? How'd you get the money for it?" She asked as she approached me, eyes on the bag that I carried.

"Doesn't matter, what matters is that you can finally become a chef!" I said excitedly.

"O Howl, that's not how that works... besides what do you mean it doesn't matter? how did you get the money?" Nana asked.

"Uhm... I... I borrowed it..." I said.

Nana narrowed her eyes, she clearly didn't believe me.

"Ok... I stole it" I admitted with shame.

"Howl! you 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 how dangerous that is! Imagine what would have happened if you got caught!" She said worriedly.

"That would have never happened!" I said.

"You were the one who reached me how to sneak in the shadows, no way could they have found me..." I rebuked.

"No way? Howl! there is no such thing as 'No way' and I'm not some master assassin, so you could have definitely been caught!" She scolded.

"Yeah, Yeah... But I still got you the ingredients you wanted..." I said.

"Hm... Yeah, thanks Howl... You shouldn't have risked yourself like that, but I definitely appreciate it" Nana said.

I and Big Sis weren't in the best of financial situations. After Dad left, Mom tried her hardest to support us, but her sickly body couldn't handle it and she passed away without being to properly support her children.

But Nana always had a dream, to be a Hell-famous Chef recognized in all of the 7 Rings. As she had always supported me throughout my life, I thought It would be right that I paid her back at least, though getting these ingredients was definitely not enough to pay for all of her kindness.

The problem was that with our financial situation, we couldn't even afford proper bedding (we slept with old used mattresses) so how could we afford Nana's culinary education?

We couldn't, we didn't have the money so I just stole some.

But MetroSin was a place that tolerated not even a single instance of crime, so doing what I just did was definitely very risky...

Fortunately, I had the perfect scapegoat! I had gotten the money that I needed from some rich guy in a restaurant and luckily for me, there was what seemed to be an Imp foreigner with unique horns wolfing down some spaghetti nearby.

I knew straight away he was a foreigner due to the visitor card he was conveniently carrying. So I stole that bitch's card under his nose and then pickpocketed the rich guy for his wallet. I then dropped the card nearby the rich guy's foot so that when he noticed his lack of a wallet he would immediately suspect the Imp.

Not a fool-proof plan, but arguably the best heist I've ever done.

Oh, and I didn't just waste all that money on ingredients. I was reckless, not stupid. All of the leftover money (which there was a lot of) was invested in my escape plan.

MetroSin was a bad place to live in when you're not uber-rich or have uber-rich friends so I was planning to leave the city with Nana and start anew.

Nana also planned to do this as well and propositioned us to move to either Los Diablos or somewhere in the Pride Ring, which offered her the best chances of getting popular as a chef with all the Sinners around.

Who knows what the future has in store for us, I just hope Nana can get her dream fulfilled since I don't have many more reasons to still live besides her.

Though I would never tell her that, Of course.

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Inspiring Quote of The Day: If there was a man who could make anything, then give me the tools to live in the past for all I have are the sweet memories.

Not really inspiring but still cool to ponder about.

A soulless BTTA fanfic with a generic ass plot and 𝘦𝘸𝘸 a fucking power stealing 𝘚𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘮 written by a guy literally called "I Love Milfs" gets 150K+ views with only 6 chapters, 3 of which are auxiliary chapters explaining the fucking cultivation realms and types of powers in the world which could have been explained in the actual story by a character rather than fucking exposition by the author.

That fanfic was released yesterday.

Seriously guys, Does all it takes for fics to get your attention is a lady with barely covered boobage clearly stolen from a random Chinese artist as a thumbnail?

I'm not mad, rather I'm amused.

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