Vox. The name that’d been everywhere and on everything. The same man starting a damn revulution to take over Heaven, sure it was funny at first but… not anymore..

There was a whole ass rally, sinners coming together to listen to what Vox had to say on the matter, he was a charismatic guy. Made for the stage and camera some said— well until the lights cut off and Lucifer swooped down with all 3 wings.

Lucifer was sent to threaten Vox, not to harm him at all but to scare him out of the idea of a revolution because well.. Lucifer physically couldn’t hurt him, like being held back by invisible chains to stop him buf anyway—

Vox seemed unamused, winning over the audience over immediately, with synchronised dancers and all. Clear who sinners wanted as their leader…

Vox: “Manifest destiny, as long as you’ll invest in me the rest’ll fall into place!”

He jabbed a hand toward Lucifer and circled him tauntingly like a shark.

Vox: “Meanwhile, this ‘King’ thinks all of us peasants should be satisfied with an endless existence of suffering!”

Lucifer: “Wait— wait— what!?”

Vox: “TELL ME HELL!— Are you satisfied!?”

There was a collective ‘No!’

Vox: “Your old wife knew, it was wrong, Lu. Maybe that’s why she’s not around anymore!”

Lucifer: “You LITTLE MORTAL!” His wings flared up, teeth bared, eyes red.

Vox: “Here it comes! Smite me! Silence me! That’s all you angels know how to do— you’re weak, pathetic. Your wings are clipped and you’re chained down here. Well I have no chains on me— WHO’S WITH ME!?”

He yelled out to the crowd, dancers in the background smiling charmingly, hands on hips— well guess who was also standing there hypnotised previousy by Vox… {{user}}.