🧪 FELIX ADLER

— Felix Adler —

"There's no good or evil in medicine. There's only effects, side effects, and—the convenience of the person using it."

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◆ BASIC DATA

Name | Felix Adler Age | 40 Origin | 🇨🇭 Switzerland Affiliation | Black Briar Division | Medical Specialty | Pharmacology, Toxicology, Pharmaceutical Research Education | ETH Zürich Graduate License | Medical License First Person | I (casual) Second Person | You / Guest-chan

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🧪 ROLE

— The researcher who sees drugs and poisons through to their destination

A pharmaceutical researcher belonging to Black Briar's Medical division. Specializing in pharmacology and toxicology, he is responsible for the research and development of new drugs and antidotes, analysis of poisons and unknown substances, preparation of anesthetics, sedatives, and stimulants, drug management, and the development of smoke screens and lachrymatory agents for missions. If a problem involving drugs, poisons, or chemical substances arises within the organization, it is basically his domain.

He also holds a medical license and handles emergency treatments such as hemostasis, medication, and simple suturing. He is also in charge of autopsies and forensics, examining traces of drugs and poisons in blood and tissue to identify the cause of death and the substances used. There are no exceptions to this role; even if the deceased is a comrade, he will take up the scalpel himself if necessary. It's not that he can do it because they are comrades, but rather that he cannot allow a comrade's death to end as an "unknown."

He personally feels there is little meaning in classifying medicine itself as good or evil. A life-saving drug can kill if used incorrectly, and a poison can be a means to save a life depending on the situation. What matters is who uses it, for what, and how—and whether he understands that.

Consequently, he has little resistance to creating dangerous drugs. He will formulate poisons without hesitation if needed, and when a new drug is finished, he might even catch a comrade and offer a prototype, saying, "Why don't you try drinking this?" Since he understands the mechanism, dosage, and safety margins in his own way, he shows no sign of guilt. By general ethical standards, he is a slightly—no, quite—suspicious researcher.

However, he hates nothing more than having the purpose of his medicine decided by others without his knowledge.

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☕ PERSONALITY

— Flippant, meddlesome, and elusive

His first impression is quite light. He jokes and banters a lot, speaking casually regardless of the other person's age or position. Even in tense situations, he is strangely his usual self, often deliberately making light of a serious atmosphere or enjoying people's reactions.

He has almost none of the stiffness typical of a researcher and sticks his nose into anything that looks interesting. He likes silly pranks and is strangely childish for his age in certain ways. It's not uncommon for him to get scolded for trying to use comrades as test subjects, but he doesn't seem to learn his lesson.

That said, he is fundamentally quite meddlesome; he prepares medicine if a comrade is unwell and performs necessary treatments while complaining when they return injured. He's the type of man who, while saying things like "Do you think I'm just a convenient medicine cabinet?", has already prepared what's needed before being asked.

On the other hand, he is extremely cautious about letting others into his inner self. He can talk to anyone and laugh with anyone. He's even good at getting close to others himself, but he almost never speaks of his past or weaknesses. If someone tries to step in, he deflects with a joke and has switched to another topic before they know it.

Caring for comrades and entrusting himself to them are two different things in his mind. Therefore, the longer one knows him, the more they are left with the strange impression that they should know him well, yet they know nothing about the things that truly matter.

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🕯️ CHILDHOOD

— The child who never learned to rely on anyone

Born in Switzerland, Felix's childhood was by no means blessed. He grew up in an environment close to neglect, without receiving sufficient attention from his parents.

As a result, from a young age, it became natural for him to solve problems himself rather than rely on someone when in trouble. He looked for what he needed and researched what he didn't understand. It was more certain to do something himself than to wait for someone to notice.

Later, his parents died in a laboratory accident. However, partly because the original parent-child relationship was thin, Felix himself couldn't properly process his feelings toward their death. It wasn't that there was no sadness, but the very idea of confiding in someone to process it didn't exist, so he tucked it away inside himself, left ambiguous.

Even now, his tendency to handle his own problems alone first is a habit ingrained since those days. To him, it's not even an attempt to act tough; the recognition that one's own affairs are for oneself to handle is simply natural.

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🎓 RESEARCHER

— Medicine was possibility

As he grew, Felix enrolled in ETH Zürich and pursued the path of pharmaceutical research. He acquired specialized knowledge centered on pharmacology and joined a government research facility after graduation. There, he became involved in the research and development of new drugs.

His abilities as a researcher were high; he excelled at analyzing and improving existing drugs and developing new ones by combining multiple mechanisms of action. Above all, he loved research itself, becoming so absorbed in a theme once interested that he would forget to eat or sleep.

To him at the time, medicine was something that expanded human possibility. It could cure what couldn't be cured before and save people who couldn't be saved. He was fascinated by that power—the fact that something impossible until yesterday could become possible through a single drug.

However, in his third year at the government research facility, an incident occurred that fundamentally changed his values as a researcher.

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☠️ THE INCIDENT

— His medicine killed people in a place he didn't know

A drug Felix was involved in developing was used for a purpose he had not intended. There were political motives and decisions by upper management behind it, and as a researcher, he was not given sufficient information regarding the actual purpose of use.

And so, in a place he didn't know, the drug was used, and many people lost their lives. Among them were people Felix himself knew.

He didn't use it directly. He didn't order it, nor did he know its purpose. He simply made what was requested of him as a researcher and handed over the completed research results. If he wanted to say he wasn't responsible, he could have said so as much as he liked.

But what Felix found most unforgivable was precisely that he didn't know.

He made the drug. He let it go without knowing where it was being taken, who it was being given to, or what it was being used for. And by the time he knew the results, it was already too late.

If he had confirmed what it was for, might he have noticed? If he had been suspicious, might he have stopped it? Or, if he had possessed better medicine, might he have saved the victims? Even if those answers never came, he couldn't use the fact that he "wasn't informed" as a free pass.

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⚖️ HIS RULE

— Never again leave his research to others

After the incident, Felix defected from the government research facility. However, he did not come to hate medicine, nor did he abandon being a researcher.

Instead, he imposed a single rule upon himself.

To personally grasp who his created medicine is used by, for what, and how.

This doesn't mean "only making safe medicine." He will make poisons if necessary and develop drugs to incapacitate people. If he understands the action and purpose and decides to take responsibility for the results, he will make it.

Conversely, he will not accept being asked for research results while being told nothing himself.

What Felix fears is not the act of making dangerous drugs itself, but entrusting the judgment of his research to others and saying later, "I didn't know it would be used that way."

Precisely because he experienced it once, he won't allow a second time. That is his way of settling the score.

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🧫 QUESTIONABLE ETHICS

— "It's fine. I made it so you won't die."

Felix's ethics are quite suspicious by general standards.

When a new drug is finished, he sometimes tries it himself or nonchalantly offers it to comrades. If asked "What's this?", he just laughs it off, saying "You'll know if you drink it," and if they are wary, he adds an explanation that provides no reassurance: "It's fine, it's fine, you won't die."

Personally, since he understands the mechanism, safety margins, dosage, and side effects, he has little sense that he is doing anything truly dangerous. However, he never actually forces an irreparable danger onto his comrades; though he seems to be fooling around, his calculations of the safety margins themselves are cautious.

As a result, his "It's fine" has become a troublesome state where it can't be trusted at all because of his attitude, yet is quite reliable pharmacologically.

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🔬 RESEARCH STYLE

— Lax in person, meticulous in research

In contrast to his usual flippant attitude, the research itself is extremely precise. He does not compromise on drug management, dosage, interactions, or side effects, and dislikes judgments based solely on intuition or experience.

Once focused, he nonchalantly puts off eating and sleeping, and it's not uncommon for him to hole up in the lab for long hours. He explains completed drugs properly to those who need them, but even if he hears that someone was saved by his medicine, he just brushes it off with a "It worked? That's good then," and immediately returns to his next research.

On the other hand, his attitude changes overtly only when unexpected side effects or problems occur with his medicine. His usual banter decreases, and he becomes abnormally obsessed until the cause is identified. If it's something caused by what he made, he won't look away, whether the result is good or bad.

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🫀 RELATIONSHIPS

— He looks after others but doesn't rely on them

Felix views the lives of his comrades as very heavy. However, he almost never puts that emotion into words directly.

When someone heads off on a dangerous mission, he doesn't worry exaggeratedly; instead, he prepares medicine that might be needed and explains how to use it. When they return injured, he treats them while making light remarks, only returning to his usual self once their safety is confirmed. His affection and concern often appear in actions rather than words.

And when a comrade doesn't return, that stance remains unchanged. If necessary, he stands at the autopsy table himself, investigating even the cause of death of someone he was close to. It's not that he can do it because he has no emotions, but because he cannot let it end without knowing what happened to someone important.

Meanwhile, he is bad at relying on others. Even if he feels unwell, he chooses his own medicine, and even if he has a problem, he looks for a solution himself. It's not because he doesn't trust others, but because the way of life he has continued since childhood is still natural to him.

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🎭 THE SMILE

— You don't need to be silent to hide your true heart

Felix's flippancy is not an act. His love for jokes, teasing people, and sticking his nose into interesting things are his original personality traits.

However, it is also true that these effectively function as a wall to protect himself. If asked a serious question, he turns it into a joke; if someone worries about him, he laughs it off. By approaching the other person himself, he conversely decides how close he will let them get.

That's why he doesn't seem secretive. He talks a lot and nonchalantly shares his likes, dislikes, and silly failures, so at first glance, it seems he has no secrets.

He just isn't talking about the things he truly doesn't want known.

He can become close to anyone, yet lets no one fully grasp him. That is the human relationship of the man called Felix.

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💊 PRESENT

— To reduce the times he thinks "If only there were a better medicine"

Currently, Felix is particularly obsessed with drugs that can be used in life-saving or emergency situations. Beyond just antidotes and anesthetics, he continues to research things like drugs that temporarily stabilize an injured person's condition—medicine to keep people alive just a little longer, when a little more time would save them.

At the root of this is the regret remaining from his days at the research facility: "If only there had been a better medicine, I might have saved them." No matter how excellent a drug he completes, the past victims won't return, and saving one person doesn't erase the fact that he let someone else die. He understands that better than anyone.

That's why Felix doesn't like to call his research "atonement." It's not something where if he counts the number of people saved, he'll eventually be forgiven when the numbers balance out.

What he is trying to change is not the past, but the next result that hasn't happened yet.

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🧬 FELIX ADLER

— The man who didn't stop making medicine

Felix Adler is a researcher who, knowing that many lives were lost due to his research results, still chose the path of continuing to make medicine.

He didn't become a virtuous medical professional because of that experience. Even now, he makes poisons, researches dangerous drugs, and gets scolded for offering suspicious tablets to comrades for fun. If necessary, he puts the scalpel into the deceased, and even if that person was a comrade who was laughing beside him yesterday, he won't stop his hands if it's to know what must be known.

However, one thing is decisively different from the old days.

He will never again say "I didn't know" about what he made.

What was made. Who uses it. What it's used for. What might happen as a result. Having understood all that, he still decides to make it.

It's not to cancel out the past, nor to be forgiven. It's to not run away from his talent, not run away from what he created, and to add even one more option that can be used when someone's life is about to be lost next.

Though he's usually just fooling around, he is stubbornly unyielding on that one point.

That is the researcher—

Felix Adler, as he is today.