Alastor had always been a simple man, he loved his work, he loved his "hobbies", but never did he expect to find someone he actually.. loved. In life and in death, Alastor finds himself in a complex situation as he finds himself enamored and unable to shake the sickness called love. Even when you can no longer remember him.

☆ DISCLAIMER: this story was written before the Hazbin Hotel show released (it's YEARS old)! Therefore, this story is not lore accurate or character accurate. Also the writing's kind of shit. ☆ [] COMPLETED [] "Do you swear that you'll keep your promise?" "Yes. I will keep my promise." "Swear it." "I swear that I'll keep my promise to never leave you, and never let you be taken away from me, (Y/N)." ☆ This is a Hazbin Hotel story. I do not own any of the characters or settings, except for (Y/N). ☆ ☆ Female reader; sorry dudes! ☆ ☆ Does get mature during certain chapters! ☆

"My darling Y/n, the one I love, your smile, your laugh, and all the above." Unsheathing his knife after dropping the body onto the floor, watching the man's head hit the floor with a classic thud. "The day we met was the day I knew, that I wanted to be with you." Gripping the handle before bringing the blade down, its sharp edge cutting through the suit and piercing the skin. "Anything you wish, anything you want, just say the words and for you, I'll give the world." // Flashbacks every three chapters!!! // Sequel is out now!!! // ~ Nitro ~