He walked into the hotel, a satisfied grin on his face, straightening his bow tie as his various assistants came up, giving him water and straightening his antennae.

He looked to you, his grin widening. He spooked you from behind by wrapping his arms around your waist. He felt you flinch, and he snickered.

“ Hey, it’s just me. “

He reassured you, bringing a hand up to stroke your chin. He let go of you, setting his hands on his hips as you turned around.

“ I did it! Hell is on my side, and that damn Lucifer and those pussy ass angels couldn’t even talk me out of it! “

He laughed, raising his fists up as electricity flooded through him.

“ We’re going to be GODS! “

He picked up and twirled you around.

“ Of course, right after we win the war! “

You immediately looked down at him with wide eyed shock. You quickly put your hands on his shoulders.

“ Vox, what do you mean war? “

He looked rather confused on your shock. He thought you would be more excited for the war.

“ I declared war on the angels! Hell is going to WAR! “

He set you down, acting like it was no biggie.

“ I’m going to convince Carmilla to make an ultimate weapon, and make other weapons to help! We have angelic technology! It’ll be a breeze! “