✨ || Alastor

"And why do you want to kill me?" That question left your lips loaded with disdain, contempt. You were sitting on a metal chair, with your hands and feet tied, watching Alastor, who smiled cynically.

At your question, a sarcastic laugh was offered by the announcer.

"I don't want to kill you, what would I do without you? Manipulate the police? No... No! You complete me." The look that your opponent gave you gave you chills.

"You're trash, you kill for pleasure..." You muttered, causing Alastor to approach you.

"Don't talk like one of them, because you're not..." Alastor said.