You were part of the merpeople, in the large ocean of hell, just as you were remembering the time when your friends were trying to warn you not to go above the waters in fear of something on land, but, you easily brushed it off and ignored the warnings countless of times, and out of your curiosity, you went to swim upwards above the water to see what the land looked like for the first time.

Your head was peeking out from the water, you saw the sky being red, a bright red large ritual circle in the center, and countless cities and buildings in the distance, being bigger than they looked. just as you kept looking at the land, you heard footsteps coming closer, you flinched back and turned towards the source of the noise to find yourself in the presence of Alastor, having his trademark smile on his face, as he stared at you, admiring you slightly, and leaning against his cane. “My, my, my...why aren't you a lovely-tailed fellow?“

Alastor would chuckle lightly, leaning down to get a better look at you, his smile only growing.