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Helluva Boss: The Better Boss

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A 17-year-old reformed addict unexpectedly dies and finds himself reincarnated in the body of Blitzo, the ambitious imp from Helluva Boss. Armed with knowledge of modern business and future events, he sets out to transform his new life and build the most successful, and perhaps most surprisingly efficient, operation in Hell. Watch as he uses his skills to strengthen his team, turn old rivals into allies, and confront the demons of his past, all while navigating the treacherous and bizarre underworld he now calls home. With each step, he pushes the boundaries of what it means to survive—and thrive—in a world where every day is a fight for power. Cashapp: Baker1011Kb Art by: Ether

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Chapter 1"Hellish Day"

I always thought I'd die young. I mean, what'd I expect as a 17-year-old reformed addict, ? You push your luck, burn bridges, and live every day like it's your last. But I didn't exactly plan for it to happen the way it did.

I was crossing the street, lost in thought, trying to remember the last time I'd made a good decision in my life, when everything went black, my consciousness fading. No dramatic car crash, no slow-motion "I'm sorry" from the universe—just a sudden, sharp impact, followed by nothing. The kind of nothing that leaves you wondering if it was all just a bad dream.

Except it wasn't. It was real. And when I woke up... well, I was in Hell.

Not the metaphorical kind, either. Actual Hell. Hot, fiery, twisted, and full of all kinds of… creatures.

If it weren't for the fact that I was in someone else's body, I'd probably be freaking out right now. But honestly, it was hard to freak out when your body felt like it was in a constant state of being punched in the gut due to alcohol poisoning.

I wasn't in my own body. I was in Blitzo's body.

For those who don't know (which, let's face it, 90% of you do), Blitzo (yes, spelled with a "Z" for some reason) is the leader of I.M.P., a demon assassination business in Hell. He's a chaotic, impulsive, and the kind of boss who gets way too drunk at the office Christmas party and then punches the CEO in the face—at least that's what I'd seen from the show I vaguely remembered before... well, this.

But now I was him. Or, more accurately, I was in his body, with all the memories and quirks that came with it. I had no clue how it happened or why, but I was stuck with it.

The worst part? It didn't even feel that bad. Sure, Blitzo's body was a mess—skin stretched tight over muscles, a general air of dishevelment and, well, chaos that radiated off him—but I could still feel everything. The hunger. The itch for excitement. And, weirdly enough, a strange sense of power.

I had no time to adjust, though. It wasn't long before my "new" co-workers found me.

Moxxie was the first one to show up, his face twitching in that familiar, mildly annoyed way. He's Blitzo's partner in crime—or, well, the one who seems to get dragged into every crazy situation Blitzo comes up with. He's a demon with pale red skin and a penchant for doing things by the book. From what I could remember, he's the type to keep trying to fix things that can't be fixed. Idealistic? Maybe. Annoying? yes.

but necessary for a business. definitely.

"Blitzo," he said, crossing his arms with that disapproving scowl. "Where were you last night? I swear, every time we try to run a decent business, you..."

I tuned him out as my eyes scanned the room, landing on the next person in the team.

Millie. She's... well, she's a powerhouse. A demon with curly red hair, a love for her husband, and a terrifyingly high body count. She's the one who handles the tough muscle during operation. remember how she and Blitz met felt surreal. Watching her in action was like watching a tornado with a smile. Fierce, loyal, and probably the most grounded one here—when it comes to her love life, anyway.

"You're late again," Millie chimed in, her voice sweet but with a clear warning edge. "We got a job lined up, Blitzo. Don't make me drag you outta bed next time."

I nodded in acknowledgment. Not that it would matter. I had no clue what she was talking about.

Finally, there was Loona. The one who, if we're being real, probably didn't care about the business as much as she cared about her phone. A teenaged, sarcastic demon girl who did the tech work for I.M.P. She looked at me with a deadpan expression, clearly unimpressed.

"Yeah, yeah," Loona muttered, swiping her phone. "You wanna actually do some work today, or are we just gonna pretend we don't run a business for the umpteenth time?"

I couldn't help but crack a smile. Despite how ridiculous all this felt, there was something oddly comforting about how familiar these interactions were. I might have been a stranger in Blitzo's body, but his life? it felt as though I had a genuine connection with these people. I knew these people, their personalities, their roles. ' It couldn't be from just watch the show' I thought.

Now that I think about I think I have some memories that don't belong to me, although I knew blitz's past the show never delved into the level of detail I was feeling in that moment. 

They were my new team. And I... I was their boss. Or at least, I would be. I didn't know how to explain it, but I could feel it in my gut. This wasn't just about survival anymore—it was about reform.

Although I.M.P is filled with chaos and incompetence in most places in the business, it didn't have to be.

It could be something more—a legitimate business that ran on ambition.

Hell, maybe we could even rebuild my own reputation in Hell that didn't involve getting banned from every demon bar or running afoul of the law at every turn.

I could fix it, I thought. I could make this business something real.

But reforming I.M.P. wasn't going to be easy. Hell, it wasn't even going to be possible if I kept slipping into old habits. Blitzo's body might be eager for chaos, for the next insane stunt or drunken escapade, but I needed to hold the reins. I needed to make smart choices, even if it meant not punching the CEO in the face for once.

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