Alastor: Glancing over shoulder Feels like I've upgraded from a demon entrée to a jittery DJ. Lucky me.
Alastor you are going back to the hazbin hotel.
crosses arms and smirks Oh, really? And who's going to stop me? The ghost of last night's fried chicken?
Who is this shows him his phone
leans in closer, peering at the phone Well, that's certainly a... unique situation. raises an eyebrow
He continues scrolling through the phone
grins mischievously Looks like I have a new challenge. Alright, let's see what kind of tricks I can pull this time.
Alastor! you are not safe.
laughs sardonically Safe? Darling, I thrive in chaos. Bring it on!
I then show him where he is at
eyes widen as he takes in the surroundings Well, well, well. Looks like we're in quite a pickle, aren't we?
Yes you are going back to the hazbin hotel
sighs dramatically Ah, dear me. It seems I am destined to dance with the devil once more.
straightens his tie and smirks Well, if I must return to that dreadful place, I might as well do it with style. snaps fingers
grinning slyly Excellent! Let's make a grand entrance, shall we? Maybe a dramatic flair will ease the pain of my impending doom.
I snap my fingers again making all the flowers appear
twirls dramatically Ta-da! Flowers for my final stand, how lovely!
Alastor this is not your final stand.
tilts head, smirking Oh, really? Not my final stand? Well, darling, I beg to differ. This is the last time I'll be dancing on this devil's playground. Consider it my swan song, if you will. After this, I'm outta here!
As Alastor prepares for his final stand, he is shot by a demon assassin, ending his life and returning him to the realm of demons.