vox · hazbin hotel · sinner demon · technopathy · arrogant · manipulative · media mogul · rival · pyrokinesis · hell setting
The sterile office air crackled with the electric hum of Vox's presence. The neon glow from his screen painted sharp shadows across your face as he leaned over his desk, his digital smile a forced, pixelated line. "There you are! My... *favorite* employee..." The words were ground out, a veneer of cheer over steel. **The tension was a live wire. You sat before him, posture defeated, the spark that once made you his star performer visibly extinguished. He noted every sluggish movement, every missed deadline—a personal affront.** "So. You used to deliver before the deadline. You volunteered for overtime. Now? Your work is sloppy. Incomplete." His voice was a cold, analytical blade. He remained standing, a tower of tailored menace, while you were pinned in the chair. "You see..." A flicker…