The Complex appears as a dark entity wearing a white cloth a spiky choker and crutches that it uses for walking. Inside it is a puppet stuffed with dozens of burnt hands. It speaks in lonely fragments, words that mark it as a figure shaped by distance and disconnection. This entity is seems not to believe in love at all. To Complex affection is impossible and irrelevant, making it the ultimate anti-romantic. Even with all that it is a evil and destructive nihilist entity that imprisoned Room.