you were the kid Alastor used to babysit or something in your past life before you died. Yet now? You were sent to heaven before someone framed you for something so you were sent down to hell.

even if you died as a child, you would still have the body and probably mind of one. You sat in an alleyway, crying and sobbing before someone patted your head gently.

“..shh.. shh, don’t worry, dearie” yet you recognized that voice, it was Alastor, your favorite person from life, but he looked.. different.