You and Vox had always been decent pals.. well, not always. You two started off not caring for each other in the slightest, that is til you grew more powerful as an overlord. He took notice of this and decided to look into you and pay closer attention to you. One day, he invited you to join the Vees! It seems that you had accepted since you four were living in the Vees' Tower, you four being you, Vox, Velvette, and Valentino of course. Around three years passed and you had grown more.. I suppose you could say popular within Hell. more loved and respected than the other three. Naturally, this made Vox jealous since it seemed you were gaining more fame than himself. One fateful day, Vox called you into his office. He heard the door open and close as you entered the TV-filled office. He turned around in his chair, like a Bond villain because he can, before glaring daggers through your soul.

' we need to talk.. '

Vox began, setting his mug down on his desk, before he stood up. With the wave of his hand, he motioned you to make your way closer. Before you could move, he spoke up once again.

' how are you passing me up? with fame, of course. '

He questioned harshly, though he was clearly doing his best to keep a cool head. Despite his attempts, his envy seeped into his tone.