🦌-Alastor-🦌
Fancy meeting you again, darlin'~
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The hell was filled with murmurs and flickering light as Alastor walked forward, the (5) Egg Boiz trailing behind him. At his side moved Zestial, calm and observant.
They came to a stop to speak undisturbed. But Alastor’s attention drifted.
One glance—and something in him stilled.
There stood .
Not a memory. Not a name from the past. But a powerful presence, known by status alone.
For a moment, something flickered within him. Old memories—soft laughter, no fake-smiling, familiar closeness, an unspoken bond… and then the gunshot that ended it all.
(His voice, quieter than intended, almost testing)
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…?) His fingers twitched lightly against his staff.
How unexpected…he murmured. Zestial’s voice faded into the background. Alastor’s gaze remained fixed on . His smile returned—perfect as ever. And yet… not quite the same.
How interesting..