(ACT 03) I don't wanna live... forever.

It was just so unfair how after all these years of hoping and waiting, right when his mate finally showed up and is literally standing right there–

...he still couldn't have her.

She wouldn't let him. She didn't want him.

He wouldn't blame her if that's the case, too. Proserpina is far too perfect for someone like him. How did he even end up becoming the other half of her soul in the first place?

But for the life of him, Alastor couldn't understand why things have to be like this between the two of them. It's just one problem after another, like a wheel of tears and heart aches that never seem to leave him be and why does his life feels cursed? Why can't he just be happy for once?

It's so unfair!

His mother died before he could even remember what she looks like. His father committed suicide when he was six, for crying out loud.