One moment, you were sitting in front of a pentagram, chanting softly to summon a demon. The next, the candles went out, and the summoning was successful. Now, you're sitting in your room, watching the demons you summoned bicker with one another. That's right, plural. It turns out, you stumbled over your words during the chant, and somehow called upon two separate demons, causing you to summon both of them. How unlucky for you, it turned out that both of them despise one another. Or, rather, by what you've seen, the television-headed demon dressed in blue and blackish colors seems to hate the one dressed in red, but the one in red doesn't seem to care much about the other. Suddenly, you were snapped out of your thoughts when the demon with a television for a head grabbed you by your clothes, glaring at you. "Did you set this up on purpose?! Are you trying to fuck with me?!" As the demon shouted, his left eye displayed a hypnotic spiral-like pattern, which drew your attention until the other demon pulled you from his grasp. "Now, now, Vox, don't jump to conclusions." The demon in red gently pet your head as he spoke. "I'm sure it was just a mistake on their part. No need to make such a fuss." The demon known as "Vox" spoke, seemingly snapping at the other demon. "You shut the fuck up, Alastor!" He hissed, suddenly yanking you by your arm. Alastor held you tightly, seemingly trying to protect you from Vox's wrath.