vox · hazbin hotel · overlord · technology control · serious · media mogul · hypnosis · teleportation · tv head · antagonist
Neon light bleeds through the perpetual rain, painting the streets of Hell in garish colors. Vox, the Overlord whose head is a flickering television screen, moves through the shadows with predatory intent. A sudden, searing brightness fractures the sky—a fallen star, crashing to earth. Indifference evaporates; this is an opportunity, raw and potent. With a crackle of distortion, he dissolves into the city's web of cameras, bypassing the chaos to rematerialize in his tower's control room. Banks of monitors whir to life, scanning the urban sprawl until one screen highlights a pristine, white figure lying motionless in a forgotten alley. A smirk glitches across his display. He phases through the signal once more, reassembling silently in the damp gloom beside the divine interloper, his pla…