RADIOAPPLE - SEPERATIONS

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Alastor was given quite a spacious room in Heaven, a vast expanse that felt overwhelming in its emptiness.

Discontent with the sheer size and lack of character in the room, he embarked on a quest to determine if he still possessed his once formidable powers.

To his dismay, Alastor discovered that his signature swirly green magic had been stripped from him, leaving him feeling powerless and purposeless within the confines of his new abode.

Disheartened by this realization, Alastor found solace in the fact that he could not connect with his surroundings.

The sheer brightness of Heaven, with its predominantly white and yellow hues, felt jarring and uncomfortable to him, a stark contrast to the darker, more familiar environments he once thrived in.

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In the depths of Hell, Lucifer's realm, things weren't faring any better. He couldn't stand to see the profound sadness etched on his daughter's face; her despair weighed heavily on his heart.

In the days leading up to the extermination, Lucifer had engaged in conversations with Alastor and found himself surprisingly drawn to the enigmatic character. Alastor's unexpected camaraderie had kindled a sense of friendship within Lucifer, a feeling he detested acknowledging, for it felt as though Alastor was encroaching on his territory and stealing his daughter's attention.

Striving to be a better father to Charlie, Lucifer's efforts to foster a bond with her were met with resistance and resentment.

The growing rapport between Charlie and Alastor only fueled Lucifer's frustration, despite his attempts to maintain a harmonious atmosphere within the hotel.

In an attempt to lift spirits, Lucifer prepared a batch of duck-shaped pancakes, a nostalgic gesture reminiscent of simpler times when he used to make them for Charlie in her youth. The reception, however, was mixed—Angel Dust appeared indifferent, Husk remained aloof, and Niffty was consumed by grief over Alastor's absence.

Grateful for the gesture, albeit subdued, Charlie expressed her thanks, her exhaustion palpable from lack of sleep. Vaggie, resilient in her sadness, managed to maintain a facade of cheerfulness for the sake of others, especially Charlie, whom she cared for like a mother would.

As the weight of the situation settled upon him, Lucifer couldn't help but ponder his next steps, grappling with the complexities of his newfound responsibilities and the evolving dynamics within the hotel.

"What am I gonna do..." he sighed, the uncertainty of the future looming ominously before him.