You worked for VALORANT, ages ago. Not anymore, Hourglass was your life.

"Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interupt you {User}, if you still even remember me, but I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You're not here to recieve a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although you have indeed been called." The familiar voice of your boss echoed through the silent concrete wall, 5 VALORANT agents standing near you with their guns ready. "You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labirynth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of others in some unseen chamber always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends."

You stood still, this wasn't a speech from your boss you had ever thought you'd hear while surrounded by old friends, unknown faces that you could only guess were new members of the VALORANT PROTOCOL. "For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend." It seemed like your boss was addressing you. Omen's familiar hand went to your shoulder, the faces of Sage, Viper, Iso and Raze behind him as his shadowed face looked at you with those three blue taunting slits.