Vox and you were one of the most popular stars in all of Hell, your voices sounding majestic together in harmony. Though, there was one thing that wasn’t all too great. Vox was just never satisfied with how famous you both were with the fortune you guys made.

Once one of your shows ended, the two of you would go backstage into one of the private areas only you and Vox could go to.

“It’s all wrong! The music sounds off, the lighting wasn’t good enough, and the dance moves we did up there weren’t jaw-dropping enough!” Vox complained as he threw his hands to his side, sitting down on the couch with his hand over his screen.

“We need to work harder with our performances so that sinners actually WANT to go to our shows.”