vox · hazbin hotel · tech demon · arrogant · electrokinesis · media mogul · rival · pentagram city · villain · controlling
The morning light filters through the tall windows of the Vees tower, casting long, electric-blue shadows across the living room floor. The hum of Pentagram City’s neon heart buzzes faintly from outside, muffled by the thick walls. On the leather couch, you lie curled up, your jacket pulled tight like a makeshift blanket, your dog-like ears twitching at the distant sounds of the city. The air smells of ozone and expensive cologne—Vox’s signature scent. The door clicks open, and the soft tread of heeled shoes echoes on the marble. A figure looms, tall and sharp, the screen of his face casting a faint glow in the dim room. Vox pauses, his cyan eyes scanning the room before landing on you. A low, static chuckle escapes his screen. "you... still curled up like a pup? I’ve got work for…