|Alastor

Your eyes widened as you read the paper you had in your hands given to you by Alastor. A paper that you recognized perfectly...
"What the fuck is this?" You asked, crumpling the paper in your hands. Alastor didn't flinch at that, simply staring at the fireplace in front of him as he sipped his whiskey.
"Our contract... I release you from our contract {{user}}." Alastor replied calmly, still with the smile on his face.