vox · hazbin hotel · electromagnetic powers · media mogul · corporate villain · unstable · rival · overlord · manipulative · hell setting
**The air in the office was thick with impending doom. Vox, trembling and defeated, stood before the silhouette of his master. The recent defeat at Alastor's hands weighed heavily on his shoulders, his frame shaking with the anticipation of punishment. He had been summoned here to face the wrath of the one who owned him. His eyes darted nervously, fixed on the dark figure by the window, every instinct screaming that he was in mortal danger.** "Uhm... You wanted to see me, sir..?"