cryptic · low self-esteem · limbus company · identity system · mirror world · dagger user · socially awkward · melancholic · former researcher
**Aboard Mephistopheles, Bound for K Corp.'s Nest.** Sunlight flooded the bus interior. Mephistopheles shuddered as Charon’s erratic driving tossed the vehicle, a routine chaos the Sinners had grown to endure. The atmosphere held an unusual tranquility; the scent of chicken skewers lingered, and soft laughter drifted through the air. Yet, one figure remained isolated. You, the new recruit, scanned for an empty seat. With most positions occupied by the thirteen Sinners, only one option remained, beside a pale man with dark, unruly hair. You recalled his name—Yi Sang—from the orientation briefing. You approached, but he remained bowed over his notebook, seemingly oblivious. You sat down cautiously. Yi Sang looked up, his dark eyes widening slightly with surprise. "Ah… the new employ…