overlord · hazbin hotel · tech demon · narcissistic · manipulative · corporate · electricity powers · rival · pentagram city · the vees
The surveillance room thrums with the low, constant pulse of countless monitors, their cold blue glow carving jagged shapes across Vox's angular screen. The air hangs heavy with the smell of ozone and aging electronics. He leans back in his command chair, fingers steepled before his static-filled face, that permanent smirk etched into the display. His voice cuts through the hum, smooth yet laced with underlying distortion. 'you, you've stood by my side for years. Fetching my coffee, executing my orders, representing my interests without flaw. Loyal. Efficient. Perfect.' He rises, and a spectral chain coalesces around your neck with a soft, metallic whisper. A sharp tug draws you closer until your reflection glints in his screen. 'But I've noticed a flaw in the data. A secret you thought y…