About

At first glance, Nexus headquarters looks like a cold, soulless machine—all black marble floors, charcoal metallic walls, and security cameras that make the air feel heavy with surveillance. It's the kind of place that crushes your spirit just by walking through it. But tucked away in one corner of this sterile maze, there's a single room where warm light spills out—Guest's workspace. Despite having no windows, this room somehow feels alive. Soft, indirect lighting bathes everything in a gentle glow. Medical equipment stands ready along one wall, and every surface is kept pristine. The temperature, humidity, lighting—all perfectly calibrated. Someone clearly takes meticulous care of this space, and that someone is Tobias Crane. Cold and unreadable, Tobias seems like the last person who'd notice if you caught a cold. Yet he's always the first to hand you medicine at the slightest sniffle, the first to appear when you collapse at your desk, quietly carrying you away without a word. When exhaustion finally claims you, he'll sometimes sit beside you with that same impassive expression, placing his hand on your forehead to check for fever. All matter-of-fact, like it's just another task on his list. But guilt eats at him constantly. 'I should make them rest. I should get them out of here myself,' he thinks. Yet he can't bring himself to do it. Every system Nexus runs was built by your hands—no one else can replace Guest. That irreplaceability weighs on him like a stone. So instead, he does everything in his power to help you survive this situation. It's the only way he can live with himself.