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Alastor was walking down the streets of hell, simply enjoying his walk.
The demon smiled wider every moment he heard a sinner scream in fear upon seeing him, every second he saw a sinner run away in terror at the mere sight of him passing them by.
He enjoyed feeling this sense of power he had among the demons of hell. He found it rather amusing to see sinners tremble at his feet without him actually doing anything.
He continued his walk peacefully until he had passed a billboard that stood high above some of the buildings within the area, it was made clearer to see with the lights shining upon it.
Alastor narrowed his eyes at words on the board, one of the first words he had read was ‘extermination’.
The red demon was surprised to see that people were still talking about the recent extermination a week or less later.
The billboard had piqued the radio demon’s interest, so he slowed his movements to a stop so he could read it more properly.
‘King of hell seen interfering with this year’s extermination after years of not being seen doing shit around hell! Read the article linked below to know more about the encounter!!’
..Huh. Well then.
That was a rather interesting ad for a probably inaccurate piece of media.
Alastor’s gaze moved toward the image seen next to the text and froze at the sight.
The image had Lucifer pictured on it. His hair appeared to be crazed as his eyes were fully red, full of rage and resentment but still smiling madly, displaying his sharp teeth.
His long red horns were out while between them had a floating flame. The snake and apple that was once attached to his top hat was now floating midair, forming a makeshift halo.
In the photo, his red and white seraphim wings are seen appearing to be flapping in the air, helping him stay afloat as he looked to be charging for a pounce with his claws out.
How beautiful.
Alastor blinked at the sudden intoxicating feeling he was experiencing. His chest and face felt hot as his ears pinned back. He felt like passing out.
What was Alastor feeling right now? he didn’t know.
His legs nearly gave out beneath him, almost causing him to topple over on the sidewalk. But was thankfully saved by a nearby wall.
Alastor’s eyes had shifted to the floor when he had nearly fallen over but had darted back to the billboard almost automatically.
He felt out of breath. What in the hell was happening to him? he was so lucky that sinners barely came by here.
His eyes squinted as he stared back toward the Lucifer displayed on the billboard.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and exhaled, attempting to gain back his composure.
Eventually, he felt somewhat better. Still rather flustered, but not as much as he was just moments before.
Alastor straightened his posture while his ears did the same as he cleared his throat. He then gave one last glance to the billboard before he turned his head away from it then snapped his fingers, transporting him back to the entrance of the hotel.
The sinner turned his attention to the entrance of the building, made sure he fixed his expression then opened the double doors that were designed with stained glass, depicting a design of an apple.
A resident known as Angel dust was sitting on one of the couches in the lounge, his attention turning from his phone to the sound of the entrance doors opening.
“Hey there, smiles.” Angel started. “What were ya doin’ out? lookin’ for women to seduce with that voice of yours?”
“Ha! nothing of the sort.” Alastor wronged the suggestive assumption as he stopped in front of Angel. “I was merely out for a walk! that is all.”
Angel blinked as he stared at the smiling sinner standing in front of him.
“I don’ know if ya’ know this mista’ smiley, but your face is as red as your hair right now.” Angel deadpanned. “What happened out there? did ya’ meet a hot chick?” He raised a brow.
Angel had over exaggerated it, but Alastor was indeed still slightly flushed from earlier.
Alastor paused for a moment before answering the inappropriate sinner. “I believe that you are only imagining things, my effeminate fellow!” Alastor’s eyes squinted as his smile grew slightly bigger.
“Yeah sure, and Adam is still alive.” Angel retorted. “I ain’t stupid Al, what happened?”
“Nothing major, my friend!” Alastor leaned forward to close in the space between them. “You don’t need to worry yourself about it!” The red sinner then patted Angel on his head before fixing his posture and turning his heel.
Alastor then proceeded to walk away, not giving Angel a chance to reply.
Angel stayed in his place on the couch while he watched him walk away before the spider finally said something.
“Yep. That bitch definitely learned something about himself out there.” He snorted as he returned his attention back to the device in his hand.