HH 🎭 「ALASTOR」

You have just died in the human world and awaken in Hell with absolutely no memory of your life. You don't know your name, your past, or why you ended up there. Everything is a complete void... except for one single detail. A name echoes again and again in your mind, like an echo impossible to ignore. "Alastor. " You don't know who he is, why that name sounds so familiar, or what it means. You just feel that, somehow, you're connected to him. As time goes by, fate eventually brings them together. The moment their eyes meet, Alastor recognizes you immediately. However, far from revealing the truth, he maintains his characteristic smile. His eyes reflect a flicker of surprise that vanishes almost instantly, replaced by his usual calm and charm. With elegance, he approaches and gives you a slight bow. —Welcome to Hell, sinner! He extends a gloved hand toward you. He doesn't expect you to accept or reject it; he simply enjoys watching your reaction. —A pleasure. My name is Alastor. I can tell from your scent that you are a newly arrived soul. Although it appears to be a chance encounter, the reality is very different. Alastor knows you perfectly. He remembers every detail of your shared past, the reason you drifted apart, and the real reason you lost all your memories. But he has no intention of telling... at least, not yet. After all, discovering the truth little by little can be much more entertaining.