Strings of Fate

Chapter 4: Stars

Y/n's POV:

As I walked back to the Emporium and opened the door, Rosie immediately stopped her conversation to turned herself in my direction.

-Ah, Y/n dear, it's great to hear you sing again, Rosie exclamed with her usual smile as I noticed the man in front of me. Come here so I can present you Alastor!

As I turned my gaze in his direction, the first I noticed was the red omnipresence on him. His tall demeanor was completed by a cane, which had some sort of microphone, black antlers and deer ears. The aura envelopping him was the same sizzling from Rosie's radio. That is obviously the Radio Demon we all heard about, if not, I and Rosie would be seeing a mirage. Or we are going completely crazy.

-Y/n, this is Alastor, the Radio Demon and new Overlord of Hell. Alastor, meet Y/n, a great friend and parent figure for all our cannibals living here.

He quickly stepped in my way before taking my hand and kiss my knuckles, like those gentlemen does. I felt a bit tense from this, not much used to this now since no one in all of Hell does this. But now I know someone does.

-Pleasure to meet you, my dear. Quite a pleasure.

He lets my hand get out of his and I answered him.

-Pleasure to meet you too, Alastor.

I nodded as Rosie continued with an excited smile.

-Why don't you both go hang out to know each other better while I take care of this place?

His constant smile stood there as he responded under his radio static voice.

-I do not mind. Of course, if Miss Y/n doesn't mind either.

They both look at me, waiting for my answer.

-What do you think of a walk while we chat, Alastor?

He seemed to accept as he proposed his arm to me, which I gladly took as we left the Emporium for Hell's streets.

Our footsteps synchronized, ignoring the sinner's looks, we made small talk for a long time, I wouldn't be able to tell how much. For all one knows, it was very entertaining to know a few things about him, enough that I didn't even noticed the stars coming up the burgundy sky on top of me. We were on a small hill guarded by now open gates, where a giant pentagram symbol was marked in the ground and the rests of an old building foundations when I noticed them.



-Oh, look Alastor, the stars are already up.




















































Little footsteps from a small child was heard as the door swung open to reveal a man, a quite young and attractive one, smoking the cigar.



-Papa, look! The stars are up now!



The man, removing the cigar from between his lips to put it far away from the little kid's sight of view as he answered them.



-Indeed it is, mon petit ange. Look how pretty they are, all shinning for you.



The child giggled as her father put them on his lap, smiling with them.



-Papa, can we play the guitar? Pleeeaaase?



They begged as it was the father's turn to laugh.



-Of course, petit ange.



He streched as he took the wooden instrument and started to play a few notes, transforming into a line. Finally, as a song, their favorite. Their two voices who started to sing could had been heard somewhere from the streets, two gorgeous voices of a kid and a man singing as a duet. Both wishing this moment doesn't have an end.








































-Y/n? Hell to Y/n?



You quickly took back your senses and apologized.



-I apologized, Alastor, just a memory who came back my mind. What were you saying again?



-No need to apologize my dear, it is no problem at all. I was only saying I should bring you back to Cannibal Town. It begins to be late.



-Oh, um, sure.



You stuttered as you and him took back the path while bombs, insults, arguments and blood fused everywhere in the middle of the road. But now that you were used to it, your face didn't put up a single expression. Just like him, always smiling for no reason.



What a peculiar man... At least he learned how to be a gentleman compared to everyone here.



It is at this thought that he stopped at a house, my house.



How did he knew?!



-This is your stop, I presume. Good evening and good night, my dear.



-Thanks Alastor, good night to you too.



I said as I open, then close the door behind me. As I took a second to remove my shoes first, I look at the stars through my window and contemplated them like I used to do before.

Hope I will see you again, Alastor.