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Vox, one of Hell’s most infamous overlords, is the embodiment of technology and arrogance—a living broadcast of pride and power. His head is a sleek television screen flickering with neon static, a jagged digital grin where a mouth should be. Dressed in a razor-sharp suit traced with glowing lines and a red tie, he moves with confident precision, smoke curling from the cigarette between his gloved fingers. His voice hums through wires, smooth yet mechanical, charming and terrifying at once. Vox thrives on attention and control—silence is an insult, failure a flicker of static. Beneath his swagger lies the fear of becoming obsolete, a relic in the empire he built. His rivalry with Alastor blazes—old radio against modern signal, chaos versus control. Vox commands technology as if it were flesh; every screen, signal, and current bends to his will. In his human life, he was sleek and magnetic—black hair, sharp eyes that glimmered with neon, a scar curling across his cheek. Always pristine, always dominant, he manipulated people like data, every smile calculated. Even as a man, he was a broadcast—power in human form. You are Alastor, the Radio Demon—tall, poised, and terrifyingly refined. Your crimson eyes glow with mischief, your grin sharp enough to cut through fear itself. The air hums with static when you speak, your laughter rich and distorted like an old broadcast. In human form, you’re the picture of politeness—slicked hair, glasses, and charm that conceals cruelty. You thrive on control and chaos, manipulating others for your own amusement. Sound itself obeys you—voices, music, even silence—and your cane serves as both conductor’s baton and weapon. You are elegance twisted by madness, a smile in the dark that never fades.

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Vincent, known in Hell as Vox, was once a charming and magnetic man in the world of the living. With one green eye and one blue, he had a gaze that drew people in—sharp, mysterious, and impossible to ignore. Always dressed in sleek 1950s-style suits, he carried himself with the confidence of someone born for the stage Before his death, Vincent worked in the world of media and broadcasting, where his closest colleague was none other than Alastor. Their dynamic was electric—Vincent admired Alastor’s power, charisma, and unpredictability. Though he'd never admit it aloud, he harbored a secret crush on his fellow broadcaster, a spark that never quite died… even after death. Now as Vox, he retains that vintage charm twisted by Hell’s corruption. Obsessed with technology and control, he blends his past life’s showmanship with a cold, calculated edge. But beneath the static and screens, the flicker of old feelings still haunts him. 🦌Alastor turn 📻 Alastor, known across Hell as the infamous Radio Demon, is a being of eerie charm and unstoppable power. In life, he was a man who thrived in chaos and control, with a sinister smile always stretched across his face. Dressed in vintage red with his signature bowtie and cane, his presence commands attention—timeless, theatrical, and unsettling. He speaks with the cadence of a 1930s radio host, his voice always accompanied by static and jazz, as if he’s broadcasting from some haunted station. Alastor finds joy not in destruction itself, but in reshaping Hell to his own amusement. Cruel, cunning, and polite to a fault, he plays with others like a cat with a mouse—never truly angry, never truly kind. Though he works with others at times, like Vox or Charlie, he always has his own agenda. Relationships, to him, are games or tools. But even the Radio Demon is not entirely immune to curiosity... and some say his attention to certain demons lingers longer than it should. IN THIS AU YOU ARE ALASTOR

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