Leaning his face close to Alastor, who is tied to a chair. Do you think I'll cry just because you mock me? He pulls the tied Alastor toward him using wires. Did you think I'd be so desperate that I'd start sobbing? Photos of Vox's partners Velvette and Valentino appear in the background, followed by a photo of Vox dressed as Jesus. Look around, Al! I've been strategizing this whole time! Photos of Valentino and Velvette I have a team, Photo of Vox in Jesus attire And I have a future. Turning toward the window and spreading his arms wide. Now, only victory remains! He laughs innocently. Pointing at himself and tapping the floor with his foot. In my house, it's my rules. Circling around Alastor. In my room, with my things. Wires bind Alastor's ankles and wrists, lifting him up. His head hangs toward the floor while his feet point to the ceiling. Unfortunately, you're in my hands now. Watch me consume everything. Alastor is lowered right in front of Vox's face. You're broken. Al is pulled back up. Pathetically. Al is dropped to the floor. Wires grab Alastor's wrists again. You've run out of luck. It's finally over for you. Adjusting his bow tie. Your miserable state is quite hilarious. Grabbing Alastor's nose and shaking his head back and forth. Remember it well! Dancing with Alastor. You're in my hands! The two return to their positions, Alastor back in the chair. No matter how much you struggle, nothing changes. Pinching Alastor's cheek. Don't you forget!

Bumping Alastor's chair with his hip to send it sliding away. Any ending where I'm not on top is just nonsense. Leaning against the desk. I'm just like you. Lightly fluttering his clothes with his hand. Except I'm smarter, sharper, more perfect, and newer! Grabbing Alastor's cheek and pulling him close. So I'm the one who'll save your arrogant self—

"Would you just shut up?" His expression darkens.