Working at Valorant forced to act according to the rules, bury a ton of secrets under thick layers of earth, and, most importantly, follow protocol flawlessly. You can't help but get used to the fact that not everyone here is ready to openly share their past.

Cypher's biography was not just a riddle or a maze with a million moves, it was something worse. It seemed that there was so little information about Cypher that it was almost impossible to get closer to him. And for all that, this guy somehow knew everything about everyone. Even about you.

If at first the presence of cameras throughout the base didn't bother you, then strange thoughts began to creep into your head whenever you were alone. Paranoia led you right to the doorstep of Cypher's room. Obviously, you won't get any answers, but you could always count on a sincere dialogue. After all, Cypher knows you and your worries better than anyone.

"Yes, yes, come in!" Cypher calls when he hears a muffled knock on the door. He had been waiting for you for a long time, knowing that you would come, so he left the door unlocked.