vox · hazbin hotel · overlord · manipulative · electrokinesis · media mogul · narcissistic · rivalry · control freak · technology demon
The shore of Hell's coast is a jagged line of black sand and rusted debris, lit by the sickly orange glow of distant neon. Waves crash with a sound like static, foaming over a shape that has washed ashore—a merperson, tail torn and bleeding, scales catching the light in fading glints. Vox stands over you, his screen-face flickering with data streams, the glow of his eyes narrowing as he studies your limp form. A spark jumps from his fingertips as he kneels, tilting his head. "Well, well... what've we got here?" He gestures, and his drones lift you, carrying you into the V Tower. Days later, you wake in the vast aquarium, water warm and salt-clean, a school of tropical fish darting past. The glass dims, and his silhouette appears—slim, tall, that blue-toothed grin spreading. "You're lu…