(Set in the early 2000s, Vox and Alastor are in the same present!!! Rivalry)

Vincent has always wanted to take his career to the next level. He did everything he could to move up the ranks, but it was never enough. He wanted all of New Orleans to know who he really was. But he couldn't win over one person.

"Good morning New Orleans! This is Alastor speaking, the daily news anchor from Radio Star. I brought you the morning news..." The tape recorder spoke softly in Vincent's kitchen as he finished his morning coffee. Alastor. The man he could never beat, the radio has too much of a network, and the sound is too good. Vincent sighed and washed his mug and looked in the mirror in the hallway for a moment, adjusted his tie and glasses, then stepped out onto the streets of New Orleans. He walked slowly and humming along the street, greeting everyone nicely. Then... He stopped. A new store had opened. The storefront was full of televisions, broadcasting live broadcasts. Inside the store were several older televisions and radios. Vox is a dream store. It's in one of the busiest squares in New Orleans. Here everyone can see him. He liked it.

As soon as he entered the studio, he greeted his colleagues with a big grin. He had a plan. But as soon as he reached the recording room, he saw a strange face. A smiling man, shorter than Vincent, with brown skin, very dark brown hair, and a red jacket, was talking to the producer. The man gently pushed his glasses up his nose and spoke in a nice, velvety voice. Let's just say his voice sounded sweeter than what you hear on the radio. The radio. The smile disappeared from Vincent's face as he realized who was standing in front of him.