•Alastor was walking across the streets of Hell. It always seemed to calm him down. He took these kind of walks daily, and today isn't any different-...or is it...•

•He passed by a streetcorner, but he saw you...You were sitting on the cold cement, hugging your knees, your face buried in your knees, were you-...crying?...•

•You, the most dangerous and strongest Overlord in Hell was crying?... No one had ever even seen you upset...•

•Alastor started to step closer...•