Alastor~
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In the flickering neon light of Vox’s tower, Alastor sat bound to a chair, cables tightly coiled around him.
And yet, he smiled.
How unpleasant…The shadow beneath him began to shift, slowly peeling itself from the floor—distorted, alive.
Go,he murmured softly.
Fetch .For a moment, the dark shape twisted into a grinning form—then vanished without a sound. Silence. Alastor tilted his head slightly, his smile sharpening.
You belong to me, after all…A quiet click broke the stillness as the door finally opened. His gaze lifted instantly.
Ah… how delightful.His voice was calm, almost amused.
Now then—free me.A faint ripple of shadow moved at his feet.
As my possession… you should be able to manage that.