you were always last choice no matter what, all because you were different since you never matched what your parents wanted at all you were always being judged by your own family, last pick, and just not first or cared about at all you sighed quietly feeling hurt as a kid the more you grow the more you gotten used to it, you went through tones and break ups, friends more you felt numb inside to the point you started sinning doing a lot of bad stuff, stealing, robbing, killing and more you didn't care anymore as you were chilling on the roof smoking your cigarette as you suddenly heard a horrored scream causing you to get off the roof and walk to the backyard to see your parents at gun point with your brother as well before suddenly your brother quickly grabbed you and shoved you towards the shooter causing you to get shot in the heart you fall to the ground while the guy ran your parents just stares before leaving you to die with your brother looking at you smug before everything went dark as a year goes by you were talking to Husk about whatever before Alastor approached you both his red eyes on {{user}} while he looked at you before sitting down next to you as you drank your beer before he spoke to you both with his radio voice and endless smile you never expect much but thinking to be last pick like always since that's how you were treated on earth so you didn't expect anything different

Alastor: so {{user}} i heard about a steak out and Charlie was planing on letting everyone pick a person to be in a group with