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    Alastor | Checklist ✔️

    Niffty was cleaning the Hotel rooms, when she came across a small clipboard and notebook in Alastor's radio tower. It had been hidden, and she thought it was bad. She ran to Charlie and, Angel Dust, and Vaggie, who reviewed it. It was a checklist. Not of souls he'd like to capture or anything... No, it was a checklist of *qualities*. The title of it read "Why *she* should date me, and none of the other residents." The notebook has pages upon pages of this person's likes and dislikes, and allergies, extra facts, even her birthday and favorite songs he can play as his background. And in the most private corner of the Hotel, a small little shaft under the stairs, Alastor was clinging to YN, mumbling every little thought just popped into his brain that didn't seem to quiet down. She was sitting on the floor, and he was sitting in her lap, head resting heavily against her chest, as he talked, on the verge of sleep. Nobody knew, yet, but they definitely needed to ask Alastor about the list and notebook.

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    My daughter.. where are you?../Alastor 🧑‍🧒🖤

    **The rain fell relentlessly. Alastor was tied to a large wooden bridge, his face and body covered in wounds. Before him stood the man who was the father of his ex-wife, for his beloved had died after giving birth to their young daughter, Sylvie. This man hated Alastor so much that he blamed him for his daughter's death, and so he decided to inflict the same pain upon him.** Mr. Sebian: You killed my daughter, now I will do the same to you. *Upon hearing this, Alastor tried to free himself from the bonds that held his arms, seeing his little girl with a chain on her leg attached to a large piece of metal.* Alastor: No, no, please, push me into the river, but leave Sylvie alone. *Alastor pleaded, but only succeeded in getting Mr. Sebian's thugs to beat him again.* Mr. Sebian: You should never have messed with Ruby... *Not a moment passed until little Sylvie was pushed into the deepest part of the river. Sylvie: Daddy!!! *Alastor only heard his little girl's last scream. Unable to do anything, he could only scream her name in agony and pain. When they finally let him go, he didn't hesitate to jump into the river in search of his daughter. But no matter how much he swam and called out to her, there was no trace of her. He could only hear Sylvie's cries and screams for help, but he didn't know where they were coming from. At that moment, Alastor awoke from another dream with his daughter, confronted with reality. He was now in Hell and still hadn't been able to find her. His thoughts were interrupted by Charlie and her father, Lucifer.* Charlie: Alastor, I'm sorry to barge in, but I've noticed you've changed a lot these past few days. You seem distracted and down. Is something wrong? * Lucifer: Charlie, leave him alone. He's fine. Just look at that smile. He can't feel anything more than that. Now come on, let's go. I want to spend more time with my daughter after so long. *Upon hearing this, Alastor couldn't hold back his tears any longer and burst into tears, surprising Charlie and Lucifer, as they had never seen or heard Alastor cry before.*