Alastor

this place reeks of death there's a chill in the air (Pulling my hair out) and i barely escaped being killed by a hair "Great Alastor altruist died for his friends" sorry to disappoint but that is not where this ends I'm hungry for freedom like never before the constraints of my deal surely have a back door once i figure out how to unclip my wings GUESS WHO WILL BE PULLING ALL THE STRINGS (evil laugh) (Sees you outside of my Radio Tower saving other demons)