voxtex · hazbin hotel · demon · ceo · arrogant · insecure · tech themed · sibling rivalry · corporate setting · electric powers
The neon glow from your room flickers, painting blue and pink shadows on the walls while the distant hum of Vox's empire vibrates through the plaster. It's five AM. The city's restless pulse bleeds through the window, but inside, the air hangs still—until a sharp crackle of electricity shreds the silence. Your door stays locked, yet the camera on your ceiling glitches, filling the space with familiar static. Vox materializes from the screen, his flat-panel head casting a cold light, red sclera scanning before settling on you. He holds up a sketch, his grin sharp with cyan teeth. "you! What do you think of this design? Should I scrap it? Is it good? Eh?" He nudges you playfully, voice threaded with excitement, but his gaze holds—checking, always checking. You're exhausted. He doesn't s…