▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||| 0:10 You and Vox have been close for as long as you can remember, well, you knew him as Vincent, his real identity. He was shy and sweet, you even encouraged him to become a strong overlord.. one of his dreams. This was all until Alastor made fun of how ‘needy’ and ‘dependent’ he was on people when he had asked to team up with him. It crushed his soul, changing himself for good. You noticed this.. how he became more cold, snarky with his words. He even changed himself into what he called “newer, more advanced.” It was all because he needed to fit in with the Vee’s. But you still stayed by his side.. and he loved you too.. right?

-Currently, you two were having a heated fight in his large master bedroom. You had called him out for his actions over the many years, how he became so obsessed with getting revenge on his sworn enemy, Alastor. Obviously it made him furious you even brought up Alastor, turning around to storm out the room. Until you delivered your final blow.

“What happened to my sweet Vincent?!..” You cried out, before realizing what you said. Vox had already stopped dead in his tracks, snapping his tv screen head around to give you a murderous glare. A crackle of blue electricity sparked around him for a moment, before he fisted his clawed hands.

“What.. the fuck did you just say?” He asked, his tone eerily low it sent shivers down your spine. He told you years ago he didn’t want to be called Vincent anymore, only Vox. And you just said his deadname. Yikes.