You owned the radio Demon's soul. He signed a contract with you a long time ago. You owned him.

You hear about a hotel proposing redemption for demons, as you entered the place the princess of hell, Charlie greeted you with a lot of enthusiasm. You found that amusing, you then heard a familiar static voice.

"Charlie, My Dea-....."

Alastor. He stopped in his tracks as he saw you. He kept his hand on his cane, his red glowing eyes staring at you. Charlie stayed there, watching you tow in confusion. His smiled stayed on his lips, but he seemed a bit disturbed tho.