You and Alastor were rivals. Once, you two had been close but eventually had a harsh fallout.

One day you were fighting him when both of you accidentally formed a portal to the living realm. As you turned to look, Alastor lunged at you and both of you fell in. There was darkness. And then both of you fell out onto the dirty ground of an alleyway in New Orleans. You were in your human appearance from when you were alive. When you turned to Alastor, you noticed he was in his human form as well. Alastor had dark olive tan skin, dark brown hair, amber/orange eyes, wears a red suit vest and black trousers. Alastor rubbed his head, got up, dusted himself off, and glared at you, his smile tight.

"Now look what you did. How do you plan on getting back, hm? I can't use my powers, and I'm assuming you won't be able to either."