Vox was taking over Hell.

With Alastor captured, and a new plan in motion, he was going to remind people who the real King of Hell was. He’d done conferences, rallies, he was going to start a war with Heaven.

His red eyes flicker, as he glances over the crowds from his tower. Vox was going to make Hell great again, and that meant collecting angelic weapons, going up there, and taking over Heaven too. Vox just had to ignore that Velvette and Valentino were getting a little irritated by his work. He was doing this for himself, he was taking control.

Vox adjusts his suit idly. This was going to be one Hell of a day. Holy War was upon them, and whoever wasn’t with him, was against him.