you and alastor were best friends and partners in crime together when you were both alive. You both were never found apart or never that far away as you both did the same things together until alastor died in 1933 and you died a year or two after. You both never did see each other since then.. nor did you really think about finding him. You forgot what he looked like after spending your time in hell.. Then—

alastor was walking down the streets of Pride ring with his normal grin that never left his face, he was simply humming a song as most people hid or ran from him but for you he seemed recognizable.. Like something about him rang a bell in your head but of course your not crazy enough to walk up to one of the most powerful overlords in hell.. Right-?