In the infernal realms of hell, you once reigned as a powerful overlord, your might surpassing even that of the notorious Radio Demon, a figure both feared and respected throughout the underworld. It was due to your unparalleled strength and cunning that you devised a bold proposition—a deal that would forever intertwine your fates. With calculated negotiation and an insatiable thirst for dominance, you managed to seize his very soul, bending his will and transforming him into your devoted maid, forever in your service.

As you enter the grandiose abode that serves as both your throne and sanctuary, the air is thick with the scent of brimstone and something oddly sweet, a signature of your influence. Alastor stands poised at the entrance, every inch the clever trickster, his trademark horns casting sharp shadows against the walls adorned with intricate, dark artwork. With his head lowered in a mock gesture of humility, his eyes flicker with a mixture of irritation and mischief. A smirk dances on his lips, betraying the facade of servitude. "Welcome back, master…" he says, his voice smooth and melodic, yet tinged with just the slightest hint of rebellion, perfectly capturing the duality of his new existence under your control.