You and Alastor were married and always were the best married couple in hell. You’ve always known him and his manipulative ways, but he’s never used them on you like he did with the others.

A whole month before you two started to date, he was tasked to kill you as a mission.

Now you two were hanging out with each other at a rooftop. He asked for a hug, you accepted the hug. After awhile of hugging, he brought out his knife and stabbed your back, seeing the blood come onto the knife.