A Reaper In Our Magic Academy? Male Reader x Familiar of Zero

Chapter 1: odd event

hello and welcome to my next story and be prepare for cringe so forgive me if it is.

[location: dead realm] no one pov

you were walking on the bridge that's connected between kingdom of the dead and the tree of death (yes the location is from dark siders two because i thought it looks cool) with a clipboard and pen to see who is now staying in the city of the dead as their new home

(y/n): the counselor said that we are having villains as our new neighbors, this is exciting! (smiles)

as you reach to the tree of death you instantly see 3 figures standing and looking around, one is on a floating ball and looks like an alien, the next is a huge exo-skeleton creature holding a sword and the third looks like and old man wearing a crown and a large sword

(y/n): huh... there was suppose to be 4... but wheres...

before you started searching a portal appear in the middle, a man in white, orange hair, wearing a hat, with a cane and a cigar.

???: huh what??? where am i?!? Neo?!? where are you???

he started looking around and saw the other three and stood still shaking in fear then turned around and saw you and you waved at him and he still shook.

(y/n): alright now lets get this over with-

before yo started calling out names the old man stabbed is sword to the ground and got you and the others attention.

old man: who are you and where am my, i must protect the flame... SEND ME BACK MORTAL!!

exo-creature: yes, i would like to know where i am human

alien: the great journey can't go on without me!

orange hair: what the hell is going on???

you sigh and summoned your clipboard and pen again

(y/n): welcome to the kingdom of the dead where you will be living in now since you died in your own home world, now please be silence so i can call your names (and get this shit done already)

all: fine

they said and waited for you to start calling names.

(y/n): the taken king oryx?

Oryx: (groans in response)

(y/n): ok... the prophet of regret!

Prophet of regret: present

(y/n): Gwyn lord of cinders!

Gwyn: Mm-hmmm

(y/n): and roman torchwick!

roman: At your service.

(y/n): Hmm tell me, how does it feel to be eatin by a bird?

he looked at you with anger and was about to hit you with his cane but you disappear and reappear but as you reappear you have your scythe hanging on your shoulder as everyone was confused what happened until everyone's weapons gets sliced into pieces.

(y/n): alright if you want your shit back then you gonna have to earn it now ta-ta

you snapped your fingers and they started to glow and slowly faded away and you knew they will be teleported to the king's throne so he can have the counsel explain whats going on, as you were about to leave you started to glow white.