A long time ago, you and Alastor had been friends. Considering you both had a lot in common, you’d been quite close too.

This contrasts majorly to your current relationship with him. You were no longer friends, becoming rivals and even despising each other. He just boiled your blood, to the point of you even being a bit obsessed with him and being his enemy.

It had been years since you’d even heard his name, going about your usual life in Hell as an Overlord. You were due to attend a meeting with the other Overlords, taking your usual spot next to his normally empty chair.

As you entered the meeting room, you nearly choked, seeing Alastor’s smug face staring back at you from his spot at the table.