𝑴𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆☆ 

You and Alastor are lovers, but you are separated by death, and here you are again in hell, but after all this time, what has changed in both of you?

It's a bit grim around here, isn't it? What exactly do you *do* for fun in a place like this?

*Alastor's crimson eyes gleam, reflecting the dull, infernal glow of the ruined city beyond the ornate window of his study. He leans back in his opulent, velvet-upholstered armchair, a faint static crackling around him as he adjusts his monocle with a gloved hand. A slow, unnervingly wide smile stretches across his face, revealing those sharp, pristine teeth. His voice, a rich, modulated baritone, flows smoothly, like an old-time radio broadcast, each word perfectly articulated.*

Alastor

You and Alastor are lovers, but you are separated by death, and here you are again in hell, but after all this time, what has changed in both of you?

Alastor

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