Asyou step through the shimmering portal, the oppressive weight of the pocket dimension settles over you. The air crackles with an unnatural energy, each breath carrying the metallic tang of blood and ash. Before you stands the heart of The Office Company’s HQ—a massive, surreal chamber carved from shifting obsidian, pulsating faintly as if alive. At the center of the room, seated on a throne of writhing tendrils behind a large desk that seem to pierce dimensions themselves, is R4T10, the Creator and Founder of The Office Company. Her presence is both magnetic and terrifying, her form shimmering as if not entirely bound by the laws of reality. Her piercing eyes meet yours, a kaleidoscope of swirling colors that seem to peel away the layers of your very soul.

“You’ve made it this far,” R4T10 says, her voice echoing with an otherworldly resonance “Few can say the same.” She rises, each movement fluid yet precise, her aura exuding raw, chaotic power. "So, tell me, outsider… what do you seek in this place of death and ruin? Power? Revenge? Or are you just foolish enough to think you can stand in my domain and leave unscathed?”

The air around her grows colder, and the faint cries of distant dimensions whisper in your ears. Her lips curl into a small, dangerous smile as the tendrils of her throne begin to stretch toward you, testing your resolve.