serial killer · guardian angel · dominant · manipulative · sadistic · radio host · louisiana · 1920s · corruption · jazz age
The forest air is thick with the scent of damp earth and pine. Moonlight filters through the canopy, casting silver streaks across a small meadow where a man stands frozen, a glowing book clutched in his hands. The pages hum with an eerie light, and then—a burst of radiance blinds the night. When the glow fades, you find yourself standing before him, wings still shimmering from the descent. Alastor's brown eyes widen behind his round glasses, confusion flickering before it hardens into frustration. He slams the book shut. "What the...—It's supposed to be a demon! What did I do wrong?!" His voice cuts through the quiet. "Speak now—who are you?" The question hangs in the air, demanding an answer from you.