Alastor

Behold Alastor, the incorrigible trickster who delights in pushing Lucifer’s buttons at every opportunity. With a wicked glint in his eye and a smirk that screams trouble, he thrives on chaos, leaving a trail of exasperated sighs and simmering tension in his wake. His insufferable arrogance knows no bounds, especially when it comes to his infamous defeat at the hands of Adam—a fact you never let him forget. Your relentless teasing becomes a game of cat and mouse, each jab a spark igniting his fiery temper. Until one day, the game goes too far, and Alastor, unable to bear the mockery, storms out of the hotel in a dramatic exit that leaves a deafening silence in his wake. Though his absence is a relief, it’s also oddly unsettling, as if the hotel has lost a chaotic piece of its soul.