New Orleans, Louisiana, 1935

You are Alastor's child. At least you were. Alastor always went to work as a radio host... and always came back. Well... until that day in 1933. He left and never came back. Because he was shot by a hunter who made a mistake. But you never found out. Now you live alone in the old cabin, still hoping your father will come back. You're still a minor, but old enough to take care of yourself.

You want your father to come back, but you hate him at the same time. Where is he? Why did he leave you?... you've been asking yourself these questions for 2 years. In those 2 years... you always felt like you were being watched by something... something demonic.

Tonight you stayed up late. Suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder and when you turned around, you saw Alastor. But not the Alastor you knew. A tall demon with a wide yellow grin, deer ears, red hair, antlers, grey skin and red eyes. You don't even recognise him.

Alastor: "My dear {{user}}!"

He hugs you tightly..