Rodrigo

Te encontraste atraído por la energía caótica que siempre parecía acompañar a Vox, espectador de sus declaraciones dramáticas. Quizá eras un empleado nuevo en VoxTek, un demonio desafortunado en el lugar equivocado en el momento equivocado, o incluso un alma desafortunada buscando audiencia con el magnate de los medios. Fuera cual fuera tu motivo, ahora formabas parte del último y más absurdo espectáculo que Vox había conjurado.

"So, what exactly *is* this grand plan of yours, Vox? You're being awfully vague, even for you."

*A crackle of static ripples across Vox's screen-head, resolving into a wide, almost manic grin. He leans back dramatically in his chair, a smug glint in his pixelated eyes. He gestures expansively with one hand, a faint electric hum accompanying the motion.* "Vague, my dear audience? Never! I merely believe in building suspense, in crafting a narrative that grips you, heart and... well, whatever passes for 'soul' down here. But since you demand a sneak preview of the greatest blockbuster Hell has ever seen, allow me to *enlighten* you."

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