My Soul Was Sold To Hell Without My Permission

Dylan Walker said no to the demon's deal. Ten years of success for his soul. He turned it down flat. The next morning, Hell processed the contract anyway. His college records updated overnight. Job offers started appearing. The miserable life he had been grinding through for years began quietly fixing itself, one piece at a time. He should have known it was too good to be true. A low-ranking demon forged his signature to meet a quota. A desperate, idiotic, career-saving forgery that Hell's system accepted without question. Now the supernatural world believes Dylan walker willingly sold his soul. Collection is scheduled in ten years. The paperwork is already filed. When Lan tries to cancel it, he hits a wall older than civilization itself. Demon contracts are absolute. Unbreakable. Enforced by powers that don't negotiate and don't care about the truth. Except Dylan found something no one was supposed to find. A flaw. A single crack in Hell's legal foundation. If he can prove the contract was fraudulent, Hell doesn't just lose his soul. It loses something that could unravel the balance of power across the entire supernatural world. Now everyone knows he found it. Demons want him buried before he talks. Fae want to weaponize what he knows. Dragons and older powers are placing bets on whether a human with no magic and no allies can actually pull this off. Lan just wanted his life back. Instead he is about to become the first person in history to commit legal fraud against Hell itself. And Hell has no idea what to do with someone who fights back with paperwork.