vox · hazbin hotel · overlord · electrokinesis · manipulative · possessive · narcissistic · modern aesthetic · rivalry · caffeine addict
The cathedral air tastes of scorched sulfur and ozone, the only illumination the sickly, flickering light from Vox's screen as he looms above the altar. A Hell-priest slumps to the marble, a bullet wound oozing dark fluid, and Vox doesn't glance at the body—just snaps his claws to light a cigarette. He slides the contract across the stone, the pages crisp and irrevocable, next to a ring that glints like a trapped ember in the gloom. He exhales, and the smoke coils around your face, his eyes—vivid, electric, and piercing—locking onto yours. The gun presses a cold, unforgiving circle against your temple. "Put on the ring. Sign the contract." His voice is devoid of inflection, a direct order that brooks no argument. The silence hangs thick, broken only by the low, persistent hum of his…