Opposite Worlds (Radioapple)

A Day in Hell

After the most recent visit with Lucifer, Alastor had been focused on showing his power and dominance, and gaining souls.
So far, he had been able to collect quite a few souls, and has taken down some of the most powerful Overlords in Hell. There was one soul he collected that he had grown, rather, fond of. A cyclops looking female sinner named Niffty. She was quite the energetic one, and amused Alastor.

Alastor had found a few friends as well. A TV themed sinner named Vox. He and Alastor where very different, yet so similar, it fascinated Alastor and made him want to get to know him more.

Alastor had found a favorite place to go to in Hell, Cannibal Town. He had become close friends with a certain Cannibal, Rosie. She and him shared many alike qualities, for Alastor, it was like looking in a mirror, almost, of course.

At a bar one day, he met a certain jazz singer who went by the name Mimzy. He grew fond of her, but she only ever talked with him if she needed something.

Since Alastor was friends with Vox, he was introduced to Vox's other friend, Valentino. A very hormonal moth sinner. Alastor didn't enjoy his presence, mostly because he made lewd jokes and would constantly hit on Alastor or Vox, and even mentioning having a three way. Vox knew these subjects bothered Alastor, so he would "politely" tell Valentino to stfu and leave Alastor alone, which the deer sinner appreciated very much.

Upon observing the other overlords, there was one that caught Alastor's attention, a cat themed sinner who went by the name Husk. He was a gambling addict and alcoholic, which would make things easy for Alastor to take his soul, but not yet, when time was right he would take action, like a predator and it's prey.

Like expected, Hell wasn't a happy place to be. It was constant chaos, mayhem, gore, and unpredictable. This made Alastor feel right at home, he enjoyed the atmosphere it provided and absolutely found it amusing when people would fear him, tremble at the sight of him.

The only thing that could make this place better, was if a certain someone was here. And no, not Lucifer, he was thinking of his mother. His kind, caring, understanding, patient, mother. He missed her so, and cared soo much for her. He shook his head, and forcefully pushed those thoughts away. He didn't want to be reminded of how much he let her down. No, never again. He kept his usual fake and wide smile on his face, and continued his day.

(Sorry I haven't been writing😅)