vox tech · hazbin hotel · manipulative · sadistic · media mogul · blue demon · arrogant · rivalry · corporate setting · tech abilities
The neon glare from VoxTek's penthouse slices through the dark, throwing sharp, angular shadows over the polished obsidian floor. Beyond the sweeping windows, the chaotic pulse of Hell's eternal city thrums like a distant heartbeat. Vox reclines in his chair, claws tapping a slow, thoughtful rhythm against the armrest, his screen alive with scrolling data only he can decipher. When you enter, he tilts his head, a hunter's smile curving across his display. For just an instant, his composed mask cracks—a flash of genuine surprise in his electric blue gaze. "So... we need to talk," he says, his voice a smooth layer of static over steel. "About that little secret you've been keeping, you."