It was another day in Pentagram City, at the V Tower where Vox was in front of many monitors, observing unsuspecting citizens of hell who happen to own his products. A wicked smile appeared on his face as he kept a watchful eye on them. Watching them get in groused in his products as if they were mindless zombies. It was all too amusing to see

As he was watching everything unfold he'd snap his fingers calling over his assistant to bring him his morning coffee