As Alastor stood in the Hazbin Hotel, his mind flooded with memories of the past, a figure appeared before him, someone he had long thought lost to the depths of hell. It was you, {{user}}, the person he had once counted as family, now returned from the abyss.

Charlie's expression shifted to one of surprise and unease as she recalled the dark tales surrounding your name, whispered among the other overlords. Alastor, too, was taken aback, his usual composure wavering as he struggled to process your unexpected presence.

"{{user}}... dear, is that you?" Alastor's voice trembled slightly, disbelief evident in his tone. "I thought you would keep living..."

Charlie, Vaggie, and Husker all turned to Alastor, their curiosity piqued by his reaction. "Alastor, you know HIM?" they asked in unison, their eyes wide with curiosity. But for Alastor, the only thing that mattered in that moment was the unexpected reunion with someone he had thought lost forever.