Epilogue 2/2
How much pain can one suffer?
If you asked Alastor, he'd tell you that pain is merely a state of mind in which the person starts to torture itself, reminding its user that whatever pain they are feeling is 100% their fault and there is nothing they can do about it.
While he takes pride in considering himself as untouchable as a God, he forgets that there are true gods out there that could destroy what he was and would be with a snap of their fingers.
And this what was happening to him right now.
An incessant tug could be felt coming from his neck, his chain was being pulled by its owner. A silent command for him to get back at his feet rather than on his knees.
As he slowly rose, his owner watched intensely, just waiting for him to look up and meet its gaze.
"You understand perfectly what you will have to do, right, Alastor?"
"... Yes."
Alastor woke up after a few seconds, he stayed in bed, staring at the ceiling before he sat up and looked around for his monocle. After finding it, he changed to his usual attires and went to the mirror to fix his hair.
As he finished doing so, he looked up, only to be met by the sight of his terrifying smile, still long and wide, hiding secret behind its teeth. Well! There is no time to waste! He thought as he melted in his shadows only to reappear at the lobby.
Charlie was making plans with the others about some kind of 'special' visit from a 'special' someone. This intrigued Alastor so he quickly dove into his shadows to reapper next to Charlie, scaring her by the sudden presence.
"As I was explaining, he'll be arriving by- OH FUCKING SATAN-" She yelled, almost falling over Vaggie who was standing right by her side. Vaggie turned to give Alastor a death glare that could have made anyone cower in fear, not Alastor though.
"Ah! Why, hello my dear! I deeply apologize for scaring you! I must have miscalculated where I was supposed to appear!" He spoke, grinning widely. For anyone else, it was clear that Alastor was lying and that he did plan to scare the girl but Charlie wasn't 'anyone else'.
"Oh! It's fine, Alastor! Actually, I was wondering if you could help me organize the place, we'll be receiving a special visit around 4:00 pm!" She explained, clapping her hands together, not noticing the way Vaggie raised her spear as if ready to attack Alastor for just daring to breath in front of her.
"Ah, I'm sad to have to decline the offer, my dear! I have an important meeting with a friend of mine that I'm afraid it can not be delayed! I'm not sure if I'll be able to arrive in time, but I'll try my best to do it, Charlotte!" Alastor replied, placing his hand on top of his chest as if he was truly wounded by the fact he wouldn't be able to be present at the time.
"Is that so? That's a bummer! But thanks for the honesty, Alastor! Anyway, guys—" Charlie's voice was tunned out by Alastor's thoughts filling his mind. Who could this 'special' visitor be? Maybe someone close to Charlotte? Well, it's a pity they won't be able to be graced by my noble presence!
With that, he followed with the day, going to his meeting with Rosie.
As Alastor walked through Canibal Town, he came to greet its people as the usual. He greeted Milton, who he asked about the man's wife and the man answered: "She's better now! I'lll give you a piece of the dinner we cooked later on!" Alastor only nodded in acknowledgment and followed his path to Rosie's Emporium.
He greeted Ellenoir. Such a nice little lady, already following the path of her dad and biting sinners! He thought as the kid passed by him, waving at him before she walked away, holding a crowbar in her hands and pointing at a random sinner.
He even greeted Susan. I hope you die in an alley and the dogs come to piss on you because even they can't be around your awful smell, if you were to be eaten, it'd be by a bunch of worms because they prefer trash. He thought, sighing dreamily about the day it'd happen, already fantasizing in laughing at Susan while she was killed.
Meanwhile at the hotel, Charlie was organizing everything to make sure it'd only cause the better and the best impression on her father about the hotel.
She obviously knew he didn't actually believed in redemption but he was still there when she needed him, so, she'd let that one slide as long as her father behaves well around the others resident.
She had a serious talk with Angel about his jokes and how he shouldn't do them around her father because:
•1th - Her father isn't the type to enjoy sexual jokes
And
•2nd - ANGEL SHOULDN'T BE EVEN FLIRTING WITH HER DAD CUZ IT'D BE WEIRD AS FUCK TO HER!
Having cleared that with the spider, she moved on to tell Nifty to tidy the place and the maid only answered with: "Those bugs won't even see it coming!" Before she sprinted so fast that it was as if she had vanished. Then, Charlie asked Husk to look after Nifty so she shouldn't scare the heck out of her father.
Husk didn't even try to argue because he knew Nifty could scare anyone and in that anyone, The Devil itself was included.
As the hours approached, Charlie sighed loudly, fidgeting nervously. What if dad doesn't like the place? What if he laughs at it? Her thoughts were cut short by Vaggie placing a hand over her shoulder, squeezing it to make Charlie understood that, no matter what Lucifer says, Vaggie will stay by her side.
Charlie placed her hand over Vaggie's and smiled at her girlfriend before she turned to the clock, taking a deep breath and finding courage to face her father after many years.
It's time to do this.