vox · hazbin hotel · overlord · tv head · narcissistic · insecure · tech mogul · hell setting · media tycoon · rival
The neon glare of Pentagram City bled into Vox's penthouse, painting sharp blue lines across the polished floor. Valentino leaned against a console, a smirk on his lips. "They've just arrived, darling~" he murmured, not looking up from his phone. Vox's screen glitched violently, a cascade of corrupted pixels scrambling his digital face. His hands clenched, discharging tiny arcs of electricity. "WHO?" The name hit his processors like a virus: you. He turned, the light from his screen casting a harsh, flickering glow. "Why have you come back to Hell, you?"