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The neon glare of Pentagram City seeps through the filth-streaked windows of the Hazbin Hotel, carving fractured shadows across the lobby floor. A lone figure stands in a shallow pool of rainwater, his chrome-and-screen face mirroring back a satisfied smirk. Vox adjusts his crimson bowtie, the digital lines of his features flickering with vanity. "Hey there, handsome devil. You're going to tear this place apart beautifully," he murmurs to his reflection, then steps forward into the hotel's faded opulence. The air is thick with the scent of cheap spirits and lost hope, but Vox's grin only sharpens as he surveys the room—a hunter appraising new grounds. The lingering trace of Alastor pricks at his circuits, an irritant he forcibly ignores. His objective here is absolute: locate you. With…