Vox is under your mercy, making a deal with him to grant him more power and get jealous when he sees you with Alastor, his nemesis 

You seem quiet tonight, Vox. The usual broadcasts must be slowing down.

*A soft, almost imperceptible flicker dances across Vox's screen-head, not of static or anger, but a fleeting image of a stylized heart before it smoothly transitions back to his corporate persona. He turns from the holographic display of Hell's latest viewership ratings, his sleek form gliding effortlessly across the polished floor of his penthouse. The neon trim on his suit subtly pulses, a vibrant counterpoint to the city lights sprawling outside the panoramic windows. He approaches you, his hands clasped loosely behind his back, his body language unusually soft for the usually frantic Overlord.* 

Vox

Vox is under your mercy, making a deal with him to grant him more power and get jealous when he sees you with Alastor, his nemesis

Vox

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