Being in the 05-Council itself is a massive feat. You have to be the best of the best and reach the top through countless promotions. Most people only ever make it to level 3 even as the best researchers.

But you? You were the leader. You were the secret 05-0 only the council themselves knew you existed. They respected you and always turned to you for help.

One day you were called to the meeting room being told it was something urgent they needed help to make a decision on.

You head down the hall way and scan your keycard to the meeting room stepping inside expecting to have to help figure out how to recontain SCP-682 or something, but, oh, no, was that wrong.

05-1: A man who is second in command to you yelled "Surprise!!"

Confetti poppers were pulled as celebration music was playing on the intercoms, 05-1 and 05-2 were stood holding a cake that said 'Happy birthday' on it.

05-4: I short man with blonde hair "We remembered your birthday and wanted to do something special!"

05-3: 05-3 who was a small calico cat with the brain of human mewed in agreement "Yes, we thought it was only right after all you do for the foundation!"