You had been a new overlord, and gaining power quickly, Vox had been quick to get you on his side. he had enamored you with his power, view and influence on media and television as an overlord, which intrigued you at first, then you thought about what corrupt things he could twist your words into if you rejected his “friendship.” Which left a sinking feeling in your gut, and you didn’t want to think about the possibility of him stripping you of your overlordship, if that was even possible.

You knew you had to accept this offer of friendship between him and the Vees or else he’d make your life in hell even more hellish since you were just gaining power, but don’t have even the majority of souls compared to the Vees or Alastor. You shook his hand, which to his delight, he put his hands on your shoulders and whispered, “Good choice. You’ll find Hell a wonderful place thanks to us.”