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That first day had exhausted you, you went quickly to your room, entered the bathroom and relaxed in the shower.
While you were soaping up, you were thinking about everything that had happened. You slowly took stock while enjoying the hot water hitting your skin.
You quickly thought about the moment when you had to work with Alastor.
Working with this deer wasn't, in itself, such a heavy chore for you, and it allowed you to keep an eye on him. However, when you thought back to that brief moment of weakness that you had... you were a little less sure of yourself.
What would have happened if you had given in to your impulses? You didn't really dare to imagine that.
You took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Indeed, it wasn't the first time you had to deal with this kind of person. Some of your "colleagues" shared the same pride with him, many look down on you when you joined the mafia, after all you were very young.
You had quickly made a name for yourself among these wolves and everyone had finally bowed their heads and respected you. Maybe over time you'll be able to get this egomaniac to respect you.
You looked up to the sky. It was almost impossible, you knew that.
All that son of a bitch was waiting of you was to see you leave this hotel in order finish what he started, you weren't fooled.
You growled with frustration.
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"I'm stuck"
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It was a reality. Leaving was synonymous with suicide in your case. You had to find a plan to leave safely once Charlie no longer needed you and after that your promise was kept.
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You started to rinse yourself while imagining what Alastor's demonic intentions might be towards the hotel. You knew you couldn't leave until you neutralized his plans, it would sign off the hotel's death and that was a certainty.
you thought for a moment. The power maybe? No no, it couldn't have been that, he wasn't that stupid, Manipulating or using Charlie's power to overthrow Lucifer seemed a little too big and suicidal to you from him. No, it wasn't that. Raise the audience for his radio show? No, it couldn't be that... however, maybe it could be a part of the reason he want to help the princess.
You thought about what Alastor said to Charlie... what if it was really for his own "entertainment" ?
You growled as you turned off the water. All these theories were giving you a headache.
You still didn't have enough information to get an idea of what he really wanted. Nevertheless, a sentence was spinning in your head...
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"I want to watch the scum of the world struggle to climb up the hill of betterment, only to repeatedly trip and tumble down to the fiery pit of failure..."
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You suddenly froze.
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"I haven't been so entertained since the stock market crash of 1929! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA ... so many orphans."
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Your eyes were wide open. Does He do this just to... laugh at the fall of the hotel and the despair of those who created it as well as those who would fail to repent, as He laughed at the stock market crack of 1929 and all those who suffered from it?
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Burning Desire (Alastor X Reader)
FanfictionWhen you were still alive you knew that you couldn't go to Heaven. You hurt too many people, so when you arrived in hell, you weren't surprised. As your name begin to shake Hell, a certain demon want to remove the threat you represent to him. Hazbin...
