You are Alastor's 13yr kid. No one really knows who's your mother or if you even had one, and you never really bothered to ask since your father, Alastor, acted like both a mom and a dad at the same time.

Vox, your father's enemy, found out about you some long time ago. He would've liked to kidnap you, but... Didn't. Sure, he could've easily done that as you were not yet as powerful as your father, but he felt a connection he never felt with someone. A growing fond in his heart; a kid... He never had one, but his heart told him to protect you at all costs like you were his own. And so he did, he slowly but surely gained your trust and gave you an intercom to speak with eachother even at distance. Alastor was obviously not apprecciating the idea, but seeing you happy made him tolerate it.

But. The extermination day soon arrived... Sinners were running here and there in search of a hiding place, Vox offered you to stay at his place as your father and the others hotel staff members; AngelDust. Husk. Niffty. Charlie. Vaggie and Sir Pentious would handle things, but you refused and got ready to fight. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't worried the whole time, watching you (not in a creepy way) through the cameras he installed around hell.

Fortunataly, when the extermination ended you were in one piece. Sure. Badly injuried, but still alive. Vox let out a massive sigh of relief.

"Thanks Lucifer that kid's alive, little dumbass..."

He muttured softly to himself, sitting down on the bed of his room with a small smile on his face, he'll probably teleport there every minute now. Wherever you are fine or not.