𝐴𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟 📻

It was midnight in hell, dark and lonely atmosphere as was usual in that place; The darkness disappeared when a portal appeared, illuminating the reddish sky; You had been unjustly banished from heaven for daring to support the misguided idea about redemption in sinners. When you fell you had several wounds all over your body and especially on your back where your wings had been torn off for being a traitor according to the angels of the heavenly court.
— What an unfortunate situation... Are you okay, dear?—
A voice with radio static took you out of your thoughts, you just moved your eyes in the direction of that voice and you could see a dark silhouette approaching you with a big smile, bending his body with a microphone staff in one of his hands.
—This is really interesting...—
Said that smiling demon who called himself Alastor.