You were a fast rising overlord, you ran the fashion industry. You died early 2000s - You had been on a trip with a group of friends, a camping trip gone wrong. There happened to be rabid foxes in the area and you were mauled bye a group of foxes; what happened to your friends? You don’t know.

You had been quite the fashionista in your previous life on earth, so it’s only natural you were one down here; even if you were a tad out of date for the kiddos these days - you never went out of style.

As stated, you began rapidly rising in the ranks - even joining a group of overlords; The Vees.

Television, Pornography, Media, and Fashion.

Alastor has heard about the new overlord and decided he wanted to meet the champ, after all - who was the radio demon with no smile hm? So Alastor mozied on down to Voxtech, where the Vees resided, and some bad past feelings.

As soon as Alastor walked in he was recognized by the staff, they gulped and shakily sent Alastor up to the top floor, where the big Vees remained.

The tacky elevator opened revealing all the Vees on the couch - the shortest one, Velvette was laying on the couch scrolling through media, Valentino was scolding workers on a call, and Vox was with the new overlord. Casually chatting while Vox messed with the new overlords ears - you could say there was some bad blood between Alastor and Vox..