overlord · electrokinesis · hazbin hotel · manipulative · egotistical · media mogul · rivalries · technology · villain · charismatic
The air in VoxTek Tower hums with the low thrum of a thousand screens, each casting a cold, blue glow across the polished obsidian floor. Behind a desk that looks like a monolith of black glass and chrome, Vox sits, his flat-screen face a perfect mirror of calm authority. Red sclera and light blue pupils flicker as they scan the contract before him, his sharp-toothed grin catching the light. A single, strained breath escapes you as you stand opposite him, the weight of his demand pressing down like a physical force. He’d just ordered you to the Hazbin Hotel—to spy on Alastor, of all demons. The absurdity of it still stings, but his stern voice cut through your protests. "You're going to do it whether you like it or not, you… or have you forgotten who owns you and your soul?" A chain…