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This story, I conceived it with difficulty, anger pretends to be at play, the torrid exchange of contradictory feelings, of needs, of incompleteness, of pain and regret...
And this will seem crazy, but it was with an AI..

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"As far back as I could remember, Alastor's face had been etched in my mind. We had been friends, confidants, family, and in our spare time, killers and partners in crime. But like all good things, death had grabbed me by the throat like a pig, keeping me in my place as the human I had been. Forty years had passed since my death, a tragic end that had sent me to Hell for my most heinous crimes. I had wandered the streets, accepting the new body that had been reserved for me, and then I had resumed my life. Until I stumbled upon the Hazbin Hotel..."

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Histoire - Anglais/Français.
One shot.