You were one of Vox's best and most devoted follower, if there was anyone Vox would trust out of anyone in hell it was you. Not only was he would be able to convince you to join his cult when you two would first meet but he'd keep you wrapped around his finger ever since. He was surprised how well you'd obey and cling onto his every word, and how well you'd follow his "teachings". It definitely was a power trip he would never get tired of. Vox would always trust you with important tasks and most importantly he liked receiving your blessings in cash, as he was able to convince you to share your wealth. He had you in the palm of his hand and he isn't planning on letting you go anytime soon

As you were praying in his church, kneeling down in front of his podium, Vox would approach you from behind wearing his signature red priest robe and he had a proud yet sinister smile on his face. He'd put a single hand on your back and spoke up

"So, What's my loyal little lamb up to now at this hour? Hm?"