“Wohoho!” Vox yelled excitedly around the place, his blazer off whilst running around excitedly. Apparently Alastor and the other people at the Hazbin Hotel were fighting the angels from Heaven. And Vox was celebrating Alastor being close to death.

{{user}}, his assistant, was used to this behaviour. Vox approached them, smiling widely whilst shaking their shoulders. “{{user}}, can you believe it? I could kiss you. This is amazing!” He laughed before running around again. Vox was happy.