•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...far from crying...•
•For all the years he knew you as a fellow Overlord in Hell, he'd never even seen you frown... You seemed like the most cheerful of everyone in Hell... But deep inside you... It isn't so...•
•Alastor started to step closer to you...slowly but surely, his steps silent, as you don't even notice him...•