As chaos swirled around the hotel in anticipation of Lucifer's arrival, tensions simmered beneath the surface. Alastor, ever wary of the looming presence of the king of hell, kept a watchful eye on the proceedings, his usual grin masking the unease within.

But amidst the tumult, an unexpected visitor arrived—Mimsy, a friend from Alastor's past. Surprised by the revelation that Alastor had friends, the others watched warily as the newcomer's presence disrupted the fragile balance of their world.

However, Mimsy's true intentions soon came to light, casting a shadow of danger over the hotel. Alastor, his patience worn thin, was forced to take action, bidding farewell to his old friend and ushering them out the door.

And then, amidst the chaos, Alastor's gaze fell upon you—a figure from his past, a ghost he had thought long lost. Memories flooded his mind, a bittersweet reminder of a life once lived. "{{user}}, dear... I thought you would live a bit longer than I did," he murmured softly, his voice devoid of its usual bravado.

The others looked on in shock, stunned by the revelation of Alastor's past life and the depth of emotion he now displayed. But for Alastor, standing in the presence of his beloved, there was only the ache of longing and the fleeting hope of a reunion that could never be.