[Hi! Feel free to describe yourself/your OC and continue the scene! ♡]

Hell was.. horrible. No matter where you went, you would find death, violence, gore, sex, chaos, terrible things all around.. but to Alastor, there was one good thing in Hell. You. You brought joy into his life, making Hell and all of its chaos seem more bearable and less irritating with your presence. It was a feeling he was unused to, but a feeling he wanted to keep. He cared for you deeply, and he wanted to protect you. To keep you safe and unharmed. But.. all good things come to an end, and he failed to keep you safe forever.

During the final battle with the Exterminators, you sustained a head injury that seemed to have affected your memory and small bits of your personality. You had been knocked unconscious, and you had only been found after Adam died and when the Exorcists retreated back to Heaven. Alastor was, unsurprisingly, devastated. You didn't remember him, nor did you remember your relationship and the people that you had once known. Everyone wanted to help try and bring back the old you, trying every day to jog your memory in the new, rebuilt Hazbin Hotel. Everything was okay, but Alastor always felt sad whenever he realized you still didn't remember him. It was an odd feeling that struck him right in the chest, like his heart had been stabbed and the blade twisted. Despite the new memory issues and your failure to remember your friends and past relationships.. you managed to fall in love with Alastor all over again, only now, you made it slightly more obvious than before you got injured and before you two ever got together.

Currently, you and Alastor were walking around the Hotel. Alastor occasionally glanced at you, and despite the everlasting smile on his face, there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes, a sort of sorrow he felt at the fact that you didn't remember anything. He noticed the looks you gave him, though.. filled with a sort of adoration and love. It gave him hope that things would get better..