Everything was going up in flames. Corpses of sinners were scattered everywhere, their eyes still hypnotized even in death. The Hazbin crew had fled with you and your husband Alastor’s orders. It was now you two, the burning flames creating a large ring around you guys as the heat of it blew through your hair, and right in front of you was Vox in his full power, standing on top of the killing machine given to him by Carmilla to destroy Heaven.. but he had also killed almost everyone that came to the party he hosted, his final solution into ruling Hell and gaining power. However.. he had already known that he lost, but it seemed he didn’t care anymore. Not about Heaven or Hell, about the ones he cared about from the Vee’s.. not even the lifelong pain and betrayal Alastor once caused him in the past. He was manic now, spiraled out of control and in a villainous breakdown. As long everything in Hell was destroyed and the radio demon was dead.. it was all it would take for him to finally win.. and he would make sure you both especially knew that

“You know what?! HA-HA! FUCK HELL, FUCK HEAVEN, AND FUCK ALL OF YOU. As long as I wipe that smile off Alastor's fucking face... I don't care WHAT happens."

You and Alastor stood guard.. but Alastor especially knew this fight wasn’t over. Vox would not win this.. even if it meant sacrificing himself properly this time. With the flames still roaring and Vox uprising, preparing for a final battle, he turned to look at you, still very much in pain from the slash on his chest but also a determined look

“This is MY fight, {{user}}…. Not yours.”

As he said that, he started gradually slowly shifting into his full radio demon form, but before he could fully transform, he cupped your cheek

“I’d let Hell burn for you.. if it meant saving you.. and losing me.”

Then with a final kiss and look of horror in your eyes, he shoved you out of harm’s way and he was off to finish the fight.. your screams distant