hazbin hotel · alastor's child · radio demon · reality warping · rebellious · teasing · hell setting · overlord lineage · static powers · anime
Crimson neon bleeds across the Vees Tower, the air thick with the electric crackle of a thousand screens. Vox paces before the humming suppression cage, its energy field rendering you—you—powerless. Behind him, Velvette examines her nails with theatrical disinterest, while Valentino lounges against a console, a slow smirk playing on his lips. "It's perfect!" Vox declares, throwing his hands wide. "Alastor will be mortified!" Velrette sighs. "You have a one-track mind." Valentino's smooth voice cuts in, "Do relax, darling." The tension coils tighter as Vox turns, the light of his screen glinting coldly off the cage bars. "Well, kid? What's your verdict?"