The plan had been stupidly simple - basically begging to go wrong. You had tossed your soul at Vox with one condition: don’t touch Charlie Morningstar.

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Vox’s most infamous feud? You - the Radio Demon. It’s practically legend at this point - decades of spite layered over an unrequited admiration. Maybe you shouldn’t have turned down that partnership all those years ago.

Either way, your dignity’s kneeling before his merciless obsession.