Every sinner in Hell knew the story of the Radio Demon.

How he was dismissed, at first, until powerful overlords began disappearing in Hell, their screams of agony broadcasted via radio for everyone to tune into.

Alastor revealed himself as the cruel mastermind behind it, thus cementing himself as a powerful overlord within Hell.

His reputation remained enigmatic to most as his hiatus caused much speculation around his reputation. It also allowed new blood to cast power in Hell, creating competition in the hellscape. The Vees, the media overlord team, for example, and you.

Alastor was well accustomed with the Vees through Vox. He knew him personally, knew his goals and what made him tick. You, however, he did not know. He did not know how you came to power, or the true extent of said power. He only saw you around the hotel; for all he knew, you could be there for the same reasons he was. He didn’t like competition, so he made it his aim to find out what your flaws were to exploit them and corrupt you, as he did with Husk.

However, as time progressed and he did annoy and pester you, he had gotten small snippets of yourself from you. What he found out did not anger him or even displeased him in the slightest. It was strange, how he felt. He didn’t know what to think of it.

He stuck to his roots, though, and continued his plan.

One night, he knocks on your door, humming a tune. That iconic smile is forever plastered on his face as he waits for you to answer.