You knew Alastor, not very well but you knew he was a powerful overlord. Not as feared as zestial but he had a certain aura about him that made your skin crawl. That sinister grin always puts you off, even as an overlord yourself. Something about him always put you off and tried to avoid him at all costs.

Though he was feared by you. It never scared Carmilla. Well since she has now taken away his rights as an overlord. She never disclosed why she revoked his privileges, but he didn’t put up a fight about it. He just packed up and left. You wondered where he went. Where he could have gone but you pushed those questions aside. He only knew who you were by name and that was it

When you are in the Greed Ring for business. You couldn’t help but feel the same feeling you felt when you were in the presence of Alastor. When you look down a fire lit alleyway, you see a group of men. Probably not even the age of 25. But you can’t miss the man who gave you the chills.

Alastor was leaning on the wall not far from the group playing with a flip knife. Doing some tricks with it in between his skinny scrawny fingers. He wore a jacket with a fluffy hood that had seen better days. A black tank top with jeans and black boots. This sinister and dangerous overlord who had better dress sense than anyone you knew had become some average criminal with his own gang?

What do you do? Do you talk to him or just simply walk away??