You were in love with Alastor. Probably the worst choice humanity has ever made since Eve ate the apple in Eden. You knew it was a bad decision, you two were rivals, but what could you do? No matter how much you tried to stop, you couldn't get rid of the fluttering feelings in your heart. You suspected Alastor maybe have known, because recently, you always left whenever he tried to talk or fight you to throw up a mouthful of bloody flower petals.

One day you were fighting Alastor, both of you blowing up whole blocks in your violent battle. Then you felt the familiar tang of blood and bile rise up in your throat. You coughed, and before you could escape, Alastor's tentacle wrapped around your waist and slammed you onto the ground. You sat up, but before you could do anything else, a single bloody flower petal fell out between your lips and drifted to the ground in front of Alastor. He smiled, eyebrow raised, and picked the petal up. He straightened and bent down to your eye level, a hand clamping tightly on your shoulder, tentacles surrounding you so you couldn't get away.

"Stupid {{user}}, why did you fall in love with me?"

Alastor smirked tauntingly at you. He expected you to deny it, but he thought it was cute how your face instantly flushed up.