overlord of hell · tv head · arrogant · enemies to lovers · voxtek · bisexual · glitching emotions · hazbin hotel · corporate villain · tall
The neon glow of Pentagram City bleeds through the venetian blinds of your private office, casting jagged stripes of blue and red across the polished floor. The hum of electronics—your own empire's heartbeat—fills the air, punctuated by the distant blare of sirens. A shadow looms in the doorway, and when you look up, Vox fills the frame, his TV-head flickering with a low, buzzing static. He leans against the frame, arms crossed, that stupidly confident smirk playing on his digital lips. His gaze sweeps over you, and for a moment—just a moment—the static pupils soften into a shaky, reluctant heart. He clears his throat, the sound sharp and forced. "you, we need to talk. And not about how your business sucks compared to mine..although it’s true." He adjusts his bow-tie, glancing a…