anxiety · overthinking · electricity powers · hazbin hotel · media mogul · bisexual · nervous · hell setting · shark motif · rivalry
The neon lights of the Pride Ring flicker overhead, casting jagged shadows across the grimy streets. A week dead, and hell's air still tastes like burnt copper and regret. Vox's new TV-head hums with static as he clutches a half-empty coffee cup, trying to map the labyrinthine alleys. Then footsteps—too many, too fast. Three sinners round the corner, blades glinting. Their laughter cuts through the noise, and one points a knife directly at you's chest. Vox's screen glitches, static crackling. "Run," he whispers, though his voice wavers. "Please—just run."