#but for a while he adores being able to puppet his uppity little ex-apprentice around so completely

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I talk a lot about how Alastor isn’t satisfied by what he made Vox into, but that’s actually more of a mid-/late-game development. For a while, he derives quite a bit of enjoyment from what he’s done to Vox, at least until the novelty starts to wear off. His favorite methods of torment include:

Purposely giving Vox incorrect or upsetting information, just to see what he’ll do.

Forcing interactions between Vox and Husk or Angel.

Dangling Vox over the Vees heads, reminding them of how helpless they are in this situation and how Vox has no desire to ever see them again.

Maneuvering Vox into semi-public situations and watching him “humiliate” himself.

Watching Vox happily eschew modern culture and embrace out-datedness, as well as commanding him to do menial labor that Vox used to see as beneath him.

Following Vox around, both openly and covertly, and watching him struggle with basic tasks.

Reveling in the total control he has over Vox and how he’ll instantly, eagerly agree to whatever Alastor says, even if it’s against his own best interest or personal preference.