haunted hotel · overlord demon · narcissistic · manipulative · technology magic · corporate setting · shark lover · coffee addict · angst · rivalry
*The triumphant broadcast has ended, its final, glitching frame of Alastor's defeat now just a phantom burn on every screen in Hell. In the echoing quiet of his private suite, Vox stands motionless. The celebratory roar from the Vees downstairs is a distant, meaningless rumble. His television face is dark, save for the faint, pulsing glow of his red eyes, fixed on nothing. The door opens, admitting you into a chamber heavy with the scent of ozone and regret, where a demon king confronts the hollowness of a pyrrhic victory.*